Andrew Breaks the Codes: Chapter 4 Mrs. Gables Coaches Andrew [MF] [Str8] [Dubcon] [Fdom] [oral]

[Links to other Chapters in the comments.]

Marta had a look on her face that could only mean trouble. She pulled away from Andrew and turned to watch Tenisha walk off. The girl was very sexy, the kind of woman men lusted after, stalked. She was glad Andrew had been able to chase off Tenisha’s attackers but she was also wondering how he had been in a position to do so. Was he following that swaying ass hoping for a booty call?

“So, tell me how long have you known *our* new friend that *I* just met today, hmmm?”

Andrew could see the jealousy on her face, he didn’t need a flag with a code. He did flip through a general screening of Marta’s emotional flags just to see how they changed with jealousy.

“I think I said already. I stepped out of a men’s room and walked into the middle of three guys assaulting her. So that was about, I guess, maybe an hour ago? Maybe two. She was pretty upset so we sat in a quiet place until she calmed down.”

Andrew watched Marta’s heartbeat increase when he mentioned sitting in a quiet place with Tenisha. She turned to face him, her eyes boring into his and a skeptical sneer on her lips. “I think maybe this girl, this Tenisha, maybe she was very grateful for you to rescue her? Yes? Maybe she show you her grateful in the quiet place? Yes?”

Andrew noticed her English was deteriorating. Was it the stress of seeing her lover with a vulnerable woman? A vulnerable woman who looked like she knew how to say thank you to a man. Her blood pressure and respiration rate were climbing. Marta was getting anxious.

“Marta, my love, are you jealous?” Andrew reached out for Marta, but she pushed his hand away and raised her chin to give him a haughty look.

“Ha! Jealous of what? The fat friend can have her skinny boyfriend.” Marta retreated several steps but then turned and planted her left foot and thrust her left hip over it in a very emphatic but graceful move. She gestured toward Andrew with her left hand sweeping through a small arc and ending with her hand reaching out toward him, open palm up. It was both a challenge and an invitation.

Andrew made a snap decision when he saw Marta’s clock spring wound tight and her libido markers all turn cool. If she wanted to force the issue he would help her. He shifted his weight to his left foot and raised his right heel off the ground as he arched his back. He lowered his chin to look at her under his brows, with his jaw set and his lips drawn tight. His right hand extended out in front of his chest and then dropped in a graceful arc down to his side as he shifted his weight and stamped his right heel. Then he raised his right hand slowly and extended it toward Marta, palm up and fingers extended.

The gesture told her she must yield to his will if she wanted to be with him. Marta stood her ground. He decided to try words.

“Marta, my love, come to me. There is no reason to be jealous. I have told you *and* showed you how much I love you. Tenisha told you nothing happened between us. Now come, let’s get some dinner and spend a relaxing evening together.”

It was as much as he would give in the battle of wills. Marta guessed wrong.

“First you shall told me why you were following that woman. Then, maybe I have dinner with you.”

Andrew said simply, “I wasn’t following her. Come to me when you have regained your reason.” He turned on his heel and walked away slowly, hoping Marta would give in and come after him.

She was too proud.

***

Andrew regretted walking away from the love of his life but he knew he had no choice. Marta’s jealous streak had to be broken if he was to complete his mission. Andrew didn’t view his experiments as simple manifestations of his lust. He felt driven to understand the gift he had been given. He felt he must use it to benefit people in some way. He didn’t know how that would be but he felt sure his destiny would be revealed to him when the time was right. In the meantime he would master the codes. His focus here in this hormone charged environment would be sex. That was why he had to break Marta’a jealous streak.

He had the evening free. What could he do with it?

The first order of business was dinner. He decided to walk to the south campus dining hall to lessen the chances he would run into Marta. He scanned the line and tables for friends but came up empty. When he got through the line he found an empty table. He wrinkled his nose after the first bite of his Salisbury steak and buried it in ketchup. The mashed potatoes were tasty after he loaded them up with butter and salt. For a change the green beans weren’t overcooked and the rolls were fresh. As he ate Andrew scanned the room for subjects. He stopped looking when he saw Mrs. Gables select a table not far away.

Andrew had ample opportunity to assess his handiwork as the woman put her tray down and arranged her shoulder bag and computer case on the seat next to her. Her breasts were perfectly matched. The fine tuning he had done was obviously permanent. Andrew also noticed she seemed to be a bit aroused. As he took a more in depth look at her markers he concluded she was downright horny. Andrew decided to try to give those breasts a more thorough examination. After he read her preferences and adjusted his attributes to match, he bussed his tray, got a refill on his drink and walked up to Mrs. Gables’ table.

“Hi, Mrs. Gables! I’m in your Intro to Lit class.”

“Yes, I recognize you Andrew. You always seem to be concentrating on my lecture. Most of the guys look like they are daydreaming about other things.”

Andrew wondered if she meant what he was thinking and his eyes drifted down to her chest. When he caught himself and looked up she was giving him a knowing smile. Was he imagining things? Was she encouraging him?

“Have a seat and keep me company while I eat dinner. Tell me what you find so interesting about Intro to Lit.”

Andrew sat across from the striking beauty with the spectacular breasts and focused on avoiding her cleavage as he answered.

“I guess I think literature is like history. History is the story of human civilization and literature is stories about human nature. I have to say I don’t understand people all that well so I’m hoping to pick up some pointers.”

Mrs. Gables cocked her head a bit to one side as she listened to Andrew and then chuckled. “That’s very perceptive, Andrew. Yes the way we react to certain things is predictable and literature shows us the more common responses. But, you seem to understand Marta pretty well. I think you know more than you are letting on.” She suppressed a chuckle when she saw the look on Andrew’s face. “Oh, did I say the wrong thing? Are you two having some trouble?”

Andrew felt comfortable talking to this older woman so he decided to tell her about the incident, hoping to get some maternal advice. Mrs. Gables listened intently and then shook her head slowly from side to side.

“You just walked away from her? Left her standing there watching you fade off into the distance?” Andrew nodded, too embarrassed to say anything. He was amazed at her reaction. “Good for you! The absolute worst thing in a relationship is jealousy. If you two are going to last then she has to realize you’re bound to her and she has to trust you. If you tell her nothing happened that should be enough. If she can’t believe you then your lives will be plagued by doubts and suspicions.”

Mrs. Gables finished the last of her chicken and filled her fork with some cut green beans. She held the fork aloft and smiled at Andrew. “Of course, my husband and I have an open marriage, so trust is everything to us.” She stripped the beans off the fork and chewed slowly, watching the expression on Andrew’s face change from what appeared to be shock to what was definitely interest.

“An open marriage?” Andrew was familiar with the term but wanted to make sure she meant it the same way.

“Yes. We don’t believe fidelity has much to do with marriage. We think there are lots of benefits to viewing sex as an expression of a personality and individual interests. Marriage is about commitment and cooperation. It’s a lasting relationship, a shared life, usually including children. The only thing sex has to do with marriage is it’s part of creating children.”

Andrew listened intently to this philosophy. He thought it fit perfectly with his experiments and he wanted to hear more. His cock twitched to remind him to try to do more too. He tried to look at the woman’s face but her tits were still in his peripheral vision. He wanted them.

“Funny,” he began, “That sort of describes what’s going on between me and Marta. She thinks I cheated on her with this new friend I made and is incredibly jealous. But, even though nothing happened, I would still want to be with Marta even if Tenisha and I had sex. I mean I’d want a relationship with both, but the woman I’d want to marry would be Marta.” After a pause, he thought of another subject he’d like to discuss with this older, more experienced woman. “Uh, do you think it’s possible for a person to have significant relationships with more than one partner?”

Mrs. Gables laughed.

“Well, that can get complicated. Why don’t you come home with me and we can discuss it? My husband has the kids at his parent’s for a few days so we won’t be disturbing them.”

Andrew’s cock grew a few inches. That also meant the husband and kids wouldn’t be around to disturb the student and the teacher.

As they walked along Andrew and Mrs. Gables talked about the many benefits of open relationships and the barriers to attaining them. Male pride and the desire to own his woman seemed to be the biggest obstacles for men but the primordial urge to spread his seed eased the way. Women had a harder adjustment. A woman had to understand that monogamy was no guarantee of security. Primal urges in women tended toward safety and stability. Women needed many years to bear a child and raise it and they needed a partner to help. They would embrace polyamory only if they saw it as a way improved safety and security.

Andrew listened carefully and took note of the changes in his companion’s flags and markers as she spoke of raising children. He asked several questions about maternal instincts. He was starting to understand jealousy as a response with much deeper roots than simple vanity and pride. He reasoned he might be able to control jealousy by manipulating these deeper emotions and needs.

Mrs. Gables guided Andrew with a series of pats and touches as they walked the few, short blocks to her apartment and actually grabbed his ass to turn him into the walkway that led to her building. As soon as they entered her apartment she asked him to close the door and lock it. When he turned to face her he was greeted by a view of the most spectacular breasts he had ever seen.

Before Andrew could react, Mrs. Gables took charge. She told him he would be able to enjoy her tits as he saw fit, but first he must strip naked and let her examine him. He eagerly pulled his clothes off as she watched. When he was stark naked she reached out and grabbed his throbbing cock, her fingers curled under it and her thumb on top. She pulled it several times and then switched her grip so she could lead him around the apartment. Mrs. Gables insisted on giving him the full tour, stopping to label each room while stroking or squeezing his dick. Just when Andrew thought he was going to lose his load she let him go and turned a hard backed chair to face away from the dining table. She sat and asked Andrew to stand between her knees. She took his balls in the fingers of her left hand and patted and squeezed them. His throbbing cock got even thicker and bounced in time to his heartbeat. She used her other hand to steady it and smiled up at him as she stroked his rock hard erection.

“Andrew, you need to make sure you don’t cum before you please me. This, what I’m doing now seems to be getting you close. I know, let’s agree on a safeword. If you say the safeword I’ll stop what I’m doing, ok?”

Andrew nodded and grinned as he said “Vesuvius!”

Mrs. Gables splayed her still clothed knees and told Andrew to kneel between them as she swung her arms back and rested her elbows on the table.

“My tits are all yours now, Andrew. Enjoy them as you see fit and if you want to adjust my position just do so. I want you to have a very good time with my tits. Nothing is off limits. See, I trust you not to hurt me.”

Andrew reached out and ran his palms up her abdomen spreading his fingers out as he reached her breasts and slipping his thumbs up between them. He very tenderly and delicately licked her nipples and kissed them. Then he licked his way up and down her deep valley, adjusting its breadth by pushing her breasts together with his fingers and pulling them apart with his thumbs. He raised his head and leaned back to look into Mrs. Gables’ face as he began squeezing and kneading her perfect orbs. Her eyes were closed and she had a serene expression on her face. He checked her codes for any hints to what she found more or less arousing. Her responses were level. Her nipples went hard when he rolled them between his thumb and forefinger, but her heart rate, respiration, temperatures were unchanged. She was clearly aroused but he couldn’t relate her arousal to anything he was doing.

Andrew asked her to stand so he could stand behind her and work on her from behind. When he slid his hand over her abdomen, intending to slip under her clothes and rub her mound and slit she grabbed his wrist and returned his hand to her breast. He asked if she would take off her jeans and panties so he could nestle his cock between her ass cheeks. She said later, after he was finished with her boobs. Andrew kept trying different things to get a reaction out of her. He pinched her nipples, rubbed them and squeezed them. He strummed his fingertips over them. He tried light pressure as he rubbed them and switched to heavy pressure as he squeezed them. But, no matter what he did she kept her eyes closed and took in slow and steady breaths. She seemed detached from the scene.

Andrew decided to try his mouth so he sat in the chair and turned her to face him. He licked and kissed her breasts and abdomen and held her in place with his hands on her ass. He really wanted to strip her and feel the soft, smooth skin on her ass, maybe pinch it, maybe slap it, but when he tried to loosen her belt she took his wrists and guided then down to the seat of the chair. Before he could move his hands she smiled down at him and chuckled.

“Here, try this and see if you like it. Then I’ll finish undressing for you. Unless you are tired of this and want to go home. Shall I get your clothes for you.”

Naturally Andrew said no and promised to be patient. Mrs. Gables rewarded him by draping her breasts over his face. She switched them back and forth so he could alternate sucking her nipples. She pulled his face into her cleavage as she wrapped her arms around his head and held him so tightly he could barely breathe. Then she started swaying her breasts in front of him and moved closer and closer until she was slapping his face with her tits. She kept moving closer and the slaps turned into rubs. She slid her hands down his arms as she rubbed against his face harder and harder with her boobs.

When she reached his wrists she slipped the cuffs over them.

It took Andrew a few seconds to realize what had happened because his captor started bouncing her boobs on his face. When he finally got his wits about him he asked what she was doing. She stepped back and smiled at him as she pulled off her jeans and panties as she answered.

“Isn’t it obvious? I’m doing anything I want to. See? You were so interested in my ass and pussy I’ve decided to give you a good look.” She turned and bent slightly at the knees and waist to round out her ass and then she waved it back and forth as she drifted back toward Andrew and rubbed her butt across his face. She turned slowly and stood straight until her abdomen was doing the rubbing. Then she leaned back and chuckled at him as she told him what a good boy he had been. She grabbed handfuls of his hair, turned his head back and rotated her hips back. He could see her pussy lips dripping and starting to spread.

“See Andrew, you’ve been such a good boy I’m going to give you a nice long look and then, an even longer taste.”

Andrew caught a look at her flags and values. They were raging, showing values he had never seen before. There were also several new icons. He tried to memorize as much as he could before she rammed his face into her womanhood.

***

Thanks for reading. Comments, discussion and criticism are welcome.

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/c1q1yr/andrew_breaks_the_codes_chapter_4_mrs_gables