Eternal Apprentice

Ellie came back from class one day this summer and commented that there was a girl in her class she *knew* I would adore. She told me about Hania, a foreign student studying Linguistics. She’s strong willed, in-charge, passionate, beautiful, and amazingly intelligent.

Several days later Ellie organized an impromptu study session with Hania and a few other girls from class. I retired to my office as they arrived, knowing they had a lot of work ahead of them.

Hania’s voice echoed through the house as soon as she saw our cats. She bounded up the stairs and scooped a cat into her arms. She cuddled our little tabby prince and called him names that sounded both Russian and Middle Eastern at the same time. He was frightened, but calmed as she touched him.

Once the ladies were seated I exited the office and introduced myself. Hania was more magnificently beautiful than I imagined. She had lovely smooth medium olive skin, hair black as night, and large brown eyes. She smiled and greeted me warmly as I shook her hand.

I asked the girls if I could bring any of them a drink. They declined so I returned to the office.

I honestly tried to do my school work, but Hania’s voice was so lovely and distracting that I just sat mesmerized in front of my computer for more than an hour.

When they were done for the evening they made a second date to finish their assignment together. I bid them all goodnight while looking over Hania’s gorgeous body. She’s a lot smaller than the girls that I’m generally attracted to, but has lovely curves where it matters most. I touched her hand again as I said goodbye. Goosebumps crawled up from where we touched and flowered all over my body.

Once they were outside Ellie remarked, “What did I tell you?” “Wow! Just wow.” I said as I hopped up the stairs to kiss her.

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I connected with Hania on facebook just before they arrived. She had written me a message in Arabic that I translated (isn’t Google great). Once they settled in again at their computers for study time I came out and gave Hania a hug thanking her for translating my name into Arabic. I wrote it myself to show her. She made some minor corrections and gave me that lovely, warm smile again.

I was hooked. I wanted to serve her, do anything she wanted, just to be close to her, but I was trying to be cool and a little mysterious. I thanked her again and headed back into my office.

I listened intently to their conversation as it turned away slowly from linguistics to travel, and then to sex momentarily. Hania confided in Ellie that she had done phone sex work while she was in London a few years ago. Ellie and Hania instantly bonded. The conversation may have been making one of the other students a bit uncomfortable, though, because the topic changed rather quickly.

Before they left we invited them all to a dinner party we were hosting the following Friday. They accepted. Ellie and I were overjoyed.

Later that night I got a follow-up message on facebook that called me (and my cat) stunning.

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A few guest were already here by the time Hania and another classmate arrived. Hania was wearing a pair of tight blue jeans and an amazing low-cut frilly top. Her breasts were literally spilling out all night. I was in heaven.

We ate, played Rock Band, and talked. Hania was the center of attention. One of my bisexual girlfriends commented to me in private that she was smitten with Hania after only talking for a few minutes with her.

Then disaster struck, the classmate that Hania rode in with had to leave the party early. Everyone, all at once, offered to take Hania home later (not knowing where she lived) if she wanted to stay. Luckily she stayed.

We laid around the living room, only four of us left around 11pm, talking about relationships and sex. Eventually the last guest aside from Hania left. We asked Hania if she wanted us to take her home, but she said she’d love to stay a while longer.

We talked and talked and lost track of time a little. At one point in a sleepy conversation Hania blurted, “I love threesomes”. She proceeded to tell us about her some of her favorite past sexual experiences.

Whenever our cuddly cat made his way between Hania and I we used it as an excuse to cuddle closer together. We were half petting the cat and half petting each other.

Around 3am we offered Hania our guest room. Ellie was nearly asleep at this point, so we showed Hania to her bed and hugged her good night.

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The next morning Ellie made breakfast and we all took turns showering. Hania looked amazing even without makeup. We revisited our short conversation from the previous night about rope bondage, and took her back to our guest room to show her our rope collection.

Ellie told Hania the she had been thinking about tying her up. Hania agreed that it would be an interesting experience.

I stood back and watched Ellie go to work on Hania with a corset out of Lee Harrington’s “The Erotic Bondage Handbook”. It was a simple chest harness that framed Hania’s assets beautifully. Taking a page out of Artemis Hunter’s playbook Ellie proceeded to dishevel Hania’s top exposing her pink lacy bra and the topmost edge of Hania’s dark areola.

Next, I tied Ellie to the wall and Hania and I flogged her a bit. Then, Ellie put me in a lightning harness (which she loves to show off).

Things started winding down and we offered to take Hania home, she agreed that it was probably time to go.

We chatted as we drove her to her apartment, and when we arrived there Hania invited us in and offered to make lunch for us.

After (a spectacular spinach, beef, and rice) lunch she showed us some belly dancing videos, first of other famous performers, then a video that she made herself.

Hania hasn’t stopped amazing either of us for even a moment as long as we’ve known her.

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Hania had a vacation planned, she was leaving the very next day to spend a month away. We all exchanged numbers and a promise that we would get back together as soon as she got back in town. We communicated sporadically with her while she was gone. We missed her and she missed us back. She told us that spending the night with us was like a lovely dream.

That was one month and three days ago now. The promise that we get back together when she returned has been fulfilled, but that’s a story for another post.