My hot mentor is a what? (Charliesweb7 & Flux)

It was a dying art. Not many people made potions and medicines. It wasn't even like pharmaceuticals even. It was in a class all its own. But there was only a few people left who were masters at the craft. But Logan was a master. Everyone talked about how amazing he was. Well the people that knew him and of his services. This was not exactly the most widely known thing. An apothecary was not something you could go to school for like doctor or lawyer. Elise Marie Delacroix wanted to learn this craft very bad. She contacted Logan and asked if he was looking for an apprentice. She graduated from college with a Chemistry degree, Biochemistry minor. But Logan was hesitant. She could tell over the phone wight he way he paused and stuttered a few times. She asked to meet with him in person, hoping her sweet and charming personality would win him over. They talked over for hours about her working with him. And they finally came to an agreement. She would live in the little guest quarters in the back. It had its own bathroom, a small enough living area and a bedroom. It was basically used for her for sleeping. She promised to cook every meal for him, clean up after herself and do some chores around his house. All of this in exchange for about $200 a month. That was used to pay for toiletries and such. It was a very good deal.

That was 8 months ago. By now, Elise and Logan were in a routine. They started their days at breakfast, then working together in the lab. They would make deliveries and work on potions together. Then lunch and more work after. They ended their day after dinner, sometimes relaxing in the living room together. They spent a lot of time together so she really didn't stay around much after dinner. She gave him space, being respectful of it being his house. But he recently had been making a potion and not allowing her in. He said it was because it was a client that wanted privacy. And Elise respected that. It was someone who didn't want to be known. Fair enough. She was just finishing up lunch, wiping her hands dry before going towards his lab. She knocked on the closed door gently. "Logan, lunch is ready!" She replied, then heading back to the kitchen.

Elise was a rather beautiful woman. She was recently 21 (where as Logan was 26 or 27 if she remembered correctly), but still looked rather young. She had medium length hair, nice golden brown almost blonde in soft waves. She had a few freckles on her nose, just barely noticeable. Her blue/green eyes were by far the best feature other face. They stood out nicely against lightly tanned skin and hair. She had a body most women would be envious of. She was around 5' 6" or so, a rather nice height. She had been in sports all of her life so she was toned and lean, but not obviously muscular. She had strong, thick legs and a nice backside. Her body had the distinct hourglass shape, very curvy. She was not fat by any means but she was no runway model size 0. She had meat on her bones. No protruding hip bones or collarbone, no thigh gap or scrawny arms. But she liked that about her. She also had very nice large breasts. They were around DD or more, always looking nice in her outfit. Logan had asked for her to wear a certain outfit...which she didn't mind. It was much more casual than other work clothes and more comfortable at that. It was a v-neck shirt in any color she wished, the v-neck showing off some cleavage. Probably more than she should but hey, she had ample cleavage. Unless she wore a turtleneck, you were going to see things. The skirt was black and short, only to her mid-thigh or so. It wasn't tight, but rather flouncy. It looked like it could just be flipped up at any moment. And if she bent down too far, someone could get a glimpse.

Logan Rembrandt was one of the few who mastered the art of making potions and medicines. His father and grandfather were respected masters in the art as well and Logan grew up with it. Unlike the most people, he had interest for it and wrote down everything what his father told him. At the age of 7, Logan mastered a few, basic potions that could cure small illnesses like fever. For his 12th birthday, he received a book in which 6 generations of his family wrote down everything about herbs, fluids and everything else that they could use for a potion. In the 325 pages that the book existed out, there was a lot of information for what you could use everything for but also ways to prepare specific potions. The real masterpieces though, were never written down and basically, nobody spoke of them as every master could find them out on their own. But the Rembrandt-family had some family recipes that only they knew how to achieve. Now being 26 years old, Logan had seen most of the world already. Often he got a mail from the other side of the world, asking for a potion that was to expensive to pay in the country of the sender of the message or because it was nonexistent and for Logan, there was no such thing as nonexistent. When Elise contacted him at first, Logan wasn't really open for it but the offers he made her, made him possible to work faster as he didn't had to take full care of himself anymore. The discussion turned out in the favor of them both.

Hearing the knock on his door, he turned his head towards it. "I'll be coming soon," Logan replied to his apprentice. He laid down the papers he was holding, containing classified information about a new potion he was working in. Elise thought it was a potion he was working for a new client that wanted to stay anonymous but that potion, he had finished at day one. Working in isolation for four days, he was nearly to the solution for his own project. His own project was about creating a potion that served as some kind of aphrodisiac that he would give to his apprentice but could be used on any human being. Being devoted to his work for all of his life, he was still a virgin. Not having real social contacts had advantages but also a lot disadvantages, this being one of them. For 8 months, he had been working very closely with Elise, teaching her a lot but it was an entire new experience for him. He had tried to slightly tried to hit on her, showing real interest in some times but she never really reacted on anything he did.

The 5' 11" male stood up and walked towards the door, hanging his coat on a hat rack next to the door. He took his badge out of his pocket, giving him the authorization to open the door in the Isolation-Mode. Elise didn't had such a badge so couldn't go in or out the room as long as Logan kept it in isolation. Mostly, he didn't used the Isolation-Mode but for this kind of research it came in handy. Walking towards the kitchen, he went with his hands through his black hair. "I'm here," Logan said as he walked into the kitchen. His brown eyes went over her body, as he did everything seeing her. For being dedicated to his work for so long, he still had a good idea about what he could pick for a good and even hot uniform for her. Himself, he mostly wear a suit and only went casual if he took a free day which didn't occurred a lot. He sat down on the chair at the opposite side of hers. A smile appeared on his face as he saw her placing the food on the table. "It smells great, like it always does," he said, giving her a compliment for her cooking skills.

Lunch was a nice wrap. A tortilla with pesto grilled chicken breast, fresh slices of tomato, a little lettuce and some cheese. Elise was certainly not this complete "health nut" like other people. She wasn't into making things vegan, gluten free, grain free, no taste, high fiber, low fat, organic, no sugar diet. That was too extreme. Some organic stuff was nice but not really needed. She just stuck to more healthy things. Less junk and more about vegetables and fruits. Didn't mean she didn't make dessert sometimes. She had make some regular and sweet potato homemade chips actually to go along with their meal following fruit salad with some whipped cream.

She washed her hands, then drying them off on a towel as Logan entered the kitchen. She brought the two plates, then setting them down on opposite sides. She had the water for him already sitting out. "Thank you! I hope you enjoy it. It was something that sounded good so I tried it. Hope it tastes as good as I think it will!" She laughed gently. She liked experimenting in the kitchen.

Elise took a seat, placing a paper napkin in her lap. "So how is the potion coming along?" She asked him. She still wasn't sure why she was not allowed to see. What was he doing? Something possibly deadly? What else would he have to hide? She was curious to say the least... She took a sip of water, letting out a sigh as she relaxed for a few moments.

She noticed that his eyes wandered to her chest once again. She had noticed that. Of course, she knew she had a lot to look at. Especially with the shirt he chose. Maybe he just wanted some eye candy? She knew he was single. But didn't know he was a virgin. Actually, she was as well. And it wasn't because she was some prude who was "waiting for marriage" or anything like that. She was curious. Very curious about sex. She would be lying if she said she had never masturbated before. She enjoyed that. But she wanted to wait to have sex with the right man who she trusted and possibly loved. At least a relationship.

It really smelled delicious and the wrap looked even more delicious so he agreed with a polite nod. "The potion is working out pretty well, thank you for asking," Logan replied to the question. He took a bite from the wrap and after he swallowed her, he said: "It tastes really good! You made a good choice by preparing this wrap." Logan and Elise had a very like minded opinion when it came to food and until now, he liked everything that she had prepared for the two of them. "I don't have much time after the lunch, the potion needs to get finished very soon. I'll be leaving this evening if everything goes as planned," Logan told her. Every single potion and medicine, Logan brought to his clients in person as he considered social contact with his clients as his key to success. But he never gave Elise the opportunity to join him on one of his journeys and he never clarified why he didn't allow so. "Could you pack my bags? That would save me a lot of time," he asked before taking another bite and taking a nip of the water she had placed on the table for him.

When he finished his lunch, Logan smiled to the girl and thanked her for the meal that she had prepared. Also, he winked at her out of appreciation for her work. He stood up and took his plate, placing it in the dishwasher. "I'll be going back to my workplace," he said before he wandered back towards his work. He opened the door and walked in, putting on his coat. When he arrived at his desk, an idea came up in his mind and he started to write it down on his notes. Not knowing where it came from, the solution to his potion just slipped into his mind. Writing down the solution, a smile appeared on his face and he laid down his pen when he was finished. "Finally!" he shouted. Immediately Logan jumped up and started to took all the herbs he needed for it, laying those down on his desk. He took his PDA out of his pocket and sent a message to Elise: Can you make me some coffee please?

Elise had so many questions....What kind of potion was it? What would it be used for? Who it was for... Logan never allowed her to go on the deliveries. She had no idea whey. Maybe it was because his clients didn't want anyone else knowing that two people were making the medicine? She had no idea. She wanted to go but she never pressed the idea too far. Mainly because she didn't want to loose the job. That would suck... "Alright, when will you return?" She asked him. Elise did miss him when he would leave. Of course, she had nothing to do for days because his lab would be locked. She understood. He didn't want her messing around and messing up things....she sounded awfully a lot like a child. "Yes, where are you headed?" She asked him. "How should I pack?" She added after.

Once lunch was finished, she collected the dishes. He thanked her like always. It was nice to be appreciated. She didn't see it has much of a chore anymore but more or less....kind of fun. She smiled a bit as he winked and brushed some hair behind her ear. That was just being nice right? She placed her dish in the dishwasher, then starting to soak the other pan and items she used but that were not dishwasher safe. After drying her hands again, she headed off to his room to pack. But her phone went off. She had left it in the kitchen, her retrieving it. It was a text from Logan saying he wanted coffee. -Sure, cream or sugar?- She texted back. She stayed in the kitchen to start brewing a pot before then heading back to his room to pack. Yes, she even knew if he was a boxers or briefs kind of guy. Actually he had boxers and boxers briefs. Was it sad that sometimes she wondered what he might look in them? Oh no! That was naughty....but Logan was good looking... Pulling out the typical charcoal gray suitcase with blue and red markings on it, she unzipped and started to prepare his suitcase.

"I'll be away for two days, maybe three," Logan replied to his apprentice, "and just pack some casual clothes, it is not really that far." Actually Logan only needed to go a few miles to reach his destination but after bringing his client the potion, he was also going to look for some herbs that were specific for the area his client lived in. In his lab, Logan heard his PDA beep, he took it out of his pocket again and saw that Elise asked if he wanted cream or sugar. He pressed the reply-button and his fingers started to hover over the touchscreen keyboard. Cream please, he replied. Logan liked how helpful his apprentice was but he never took advantage of her kindness by letting her do impossible chores in an impossible amount of time.

He took a small plate out of his desk and laid it down. The herb that he took a few moments ago, he laid on the plate and fetched a knife. Logan started to cut it into small pieces, taking them in his right hand. With his left hand, he grabbed a bowl and dropped those pieces into it. His eyes wandered off towards a shelf that was hanging on the wall, completely filled with pots containing fluids. Logan stood up and walked towards it and took two of them. Slowly he opened those, turning them upside down and the fluids went down into the bowl. "That seems to work," he stated as the mixture in the bowl started to change colors, from white to a very light red.

Cream. He wanted cream. Alright. Once the suitcase was unzipped, she started packing for a 4 day trip. Just in case. Underwear. Shirts. Pants, a pair of shorts. She didn't know what the weather would be like. It was January so she packed more of less warmer clothes. But she knew that sometimes he seemed to wear clothes that didn't fit the season. She put in a nice pair of slacks and a shirt to go with it. Depending on the client, he would normally dress up. She wanted to make sure that she had everything. Nothing worse than getting somewhere and there wasn't enough clothes or anything. As much as she liked being with Logan, a few days alone would be kind of nice. Not much to do but relax. She kind of liked that.

The coffee pot let out a beep, signaling it was done. She stopped her packing to go into the kitchen. She found his favorite mug, pouring a nice hot cup of coffee. Then three spoonfuls of creamer before she stirred it around. She placed the spoon into the skin, rinsing it off before onto the towel to dry. She slowly picked up the cup and moved slowly to his lab. She didn't want to spill anything. At the door, she knocked gently. "Logan." She replied once again to him. "Coffee is ready. I have a cup right here." She told him.

The mixture had a good color when he took another herb and started to cut it as well. At the moment he had finished the cutting, Elise knocked. Logan stood up and placed the bowl on a small fire before he went to the door and opened. The scent of the mixture was spreading very fast through the room and he smiled. "Thank you," he said with his gentle voice. As soon as he had his hands on the mug, he took a nip from the coffee. "This is nice." Slowly, he moved towards his desk again with the mug in his hand, the door of the room still open. Before sitting down, he placed down the cup. He picked up the pieces and dropped them in the bowl. A small pink cloud started to rise from the mixture. "This is good," he spoke to himself as he took a little spoon his coffee and emptied the spoon in the bowl as well. The mixture went from the red it had, towards a very dark red. "This has to boil for... a few minutes I guess," Marcus continued as he walked around the room. "Elise! Can you come please? The door is open." The second phase of his plan was going to start now, by letting her inside his lab, it would be easier to eventually give her to potion. Out of his desk, he took a pen and started to write down what he had done. The names of the herbs, the coffee which had to be prepared with kindness and respect and the two fluids. The coffee was essential though, because it bonded the potion to two people being himself and Elise, while the herbs and the fluids were only for the aphrodisiac-effect.

She waited outside, her eyes looking around. Her eyes eventually trailed up towards the ceiling. Huh....when did the ceiling look like it had a pattern? Well that was interesting to say the least. It was rather cool. It is a detail that most would miss. Then again, his home had vaulted ceilings. It was a very open floor plan. It made it seem so much bigger. She was rattled our of her thoughts as he opened up the door. She extend her hands, not letting go until he securely had the mug in his hands. "Good." She replied with a gentle smile. Elise noticed as he went back into the lab that he didn't shut the door. Odd...but she peeked in. The smell of cherries and almonds danced along her nostrils. Interested. Smelled good at least! She turned on her heel, heading to finish up when he called out to her. Turning back, she approached the lab and then headed inside. The floors were white, the walls were white. Lined with beakers and flasks. All shapes and sizes. A myriad of different colors. It was like Chemistry lab, only better. "Yes Logan?" She asked him gently, wondering what he needed of her. "Need help? Need something else?" She asked her mentor. Why was he letting her in now? After all of this time? Her mind was curling and buzzing with about a thousand thoughts. She really needed to stop thinking about endless questions.

"Can you describe the scent that is in this room at this minute?" He asked her as he turned off the small fire. The potion was finished and the scent had spread itself through the entire room. Logan sat down on his knees, taking a flask out of a closet. In his left hand, he held the flask and with his right hand, he placed a funnel in the flask, taking the bowl and letting the fluids stream into the flask. He placed the cap on the flask and putted it away in his pocket. "Well, I'm going to leave already I think," Logan told her, "have you finished my suitcase already? If so, can you get it for me?" He took off the coat he was wearing and hang it on the place where it belonged, next to the door. Now, Logan walked with her but when he was at the kitchen, he went in while she went to get his bags. In the kitchen, he saw her glass standing there. Slowly, he walked towards it and opened the flask, letting about 1/4th of the content stream into her drink. Logan was lucky he was good with potions, the potion dissolved very fast into her drink. Making it untraceable. A modest smile appeared on his face as he closed the flask and putted it away in his pocket again. He sat down on the chair, waiting for his apprentice.

"Right now?" She asked him. "Cherries.....and almond. Then again, I always thing almond smells like cherries to me." She replied to him. She watched as he placed the light rose colored liquid into a small flask. Interesting. Everything about making potions was so interesting. So foreign and cool. It was something only J.K. Rowling could even dream. When he mentioned about leaving, she nodded her head. "Oh yes, and I will go get it." She replied gently. She left him alone, heading into his bedroom. She didn't know where he was. Maybe getting more coffee? But he hadn't drank much of it....that was weird. Maybe he just needed a sip. She zipped up the suitcase, then taking it off of the bed. She then started rolling it behind her and then heading into the living room. "Alright, so there dis clothes, toiletries, shoes, your laptop with the charger, cellphone charger and the book of customers." She replied to him with a smile.

"Thank you for doing so," Logan said with a smile when Elise came down again. He hoped that she wouldn't think that he was doing anything suspicious but he figured out that those odds were pretty small. "Well, I'll be leaving then," he said, his smile fading away of his face. It wasn't very fun to go somewhere all alone but he didn't had a choice for this job but he was pretty sure that he would ask her to come with him. Grabbing his bag, he walked towards the door and left the house. His bags, he laid down at the backseat of the car and he stepped in. His trip started. During the trip, he started to think how she would react on the potion that was in her drink. The motive? Well, he was a virgin, quite liked the girl and they both loved potions. But Logan was to shy to tell her that he liked her and that he would get to know her better so... he tried to do what he was best at, to impress her. It probably wasn't really impressing her but he could only hope for the best at this moment. Would she hate him? He hoped not. Would she be able to forgive him if she was mad? He didn't knew it for sure but hoped it for sure.

"Your welcome. Maybe another time I could possibly go with you." She replied to him. When he said that he was leaving, she smiled and waved. "Have a safe trip!" She added, going over and grabbing her glass of water and taking a long sip. Hum...it tastes slightly like cherries. Maybe it was just her smelling that cherries and almonds before. She just didn't think about it and finished off the glass of water. To her, nothing was off. She would never think that Logan would give her a potion without her permission. She had tried small potions. Changing skin or hair color. Maybe making facial features bigger or smaller. Or maybe even cure a small cough. It was crazy that he could have a potion for anything. Well now that she had time to herself, she looked around. She could have fun with this! Usually she just relaxed and such. Maybe long bubble bath in his bathroom. He had a nice big tub in there.

The trip towards his client wasn't that long but it was a boring ride. He turned on the radio, hearing the song of OneRepublic, it was called 'Counting Stars'. "Yes, that's a nice song," Logan spoke as he was listening to the song. The song intrigued him, it was a calm song in the start but it gained some speed during the song. The beat that was behind it was one that sticked in your head for a while. But the part that was the best about the song, were the lyrics. Logan always preferred a song with good lyrics, a song with a meaning. After an hour driving and a dozen of songs later, he arrived at the house of his client. He parked the car next to the road, stepping out of it and taking the bag with the potion for his client. A small sigh came out of his mouth as he started towards the door. With his finger, he rang the doorbell and a female opened the door. "Hello mister Rembrandt," she said with a smile. "Hello, I suppose you are madame Brown?" Logan replied. The female nodded and invited Logan in. He stepped in a very big house, following her inside the living room. She offered him a seat and offered him a drink. The man sat down and thanked her for offering a drink but he wasn't thirsty. "Isn't your husband here?" Logan asked on a more nervous tone.

She started to feel a little strange. It was a warming sensation starting in her stomach and spreading through her body. It tingled more in between her legs. Maybe she was getting sick? Possible. She better finish up cleaning and then take it easy. Drink lots of water and rest. She finished cleaning, which only took about 20 minutes and then she was sweating. She peeled off her shirt, leaving her in just her bra. He wasn't around so she felt alright to do that. And she even then took off the skirt. Thankfully the windows were almost all closed and his place was more secluded. Everyone around them was a good distance away. She balled her clothes up as she then went into the kitchen, standing in front of the freezer for a few moments before getting some nice ice cold water. And she placed the glass against her hot skin before taking a long sip. Yes. It must be the flu. It had to be. She went into the living room, turning on the fan and laid on the couch. Maybe just a small nap would help her...

Madame Brown nodded and replied: "He is, he'll be down soon." Logan nodded, smiling. A few moments later, mister Brown walked down the stairs, entering the room and he greeted Logan. Logan placed a bag on the table, containing the potion for which mister Brown had asked. The man took it from the table and looked inside of it, a smile appearing on his face. Right after looking into it, he placed it back on the table and walked towards the hallway. It didn't took him long to return with a suitcase. This was placed on the table, next to the bag and mister Brown opened it. A lot of money was revealed to Logan. "That's the right amount, I guess." Logan closed the suitcase, took it and stood up. "Thanks for your time and I look forward to working with you again," he said and walked towards the door, leaving the house. He got back in his car, laying the suitcase in the back. With a smile, Logan drove away, towards a small motel in the town. Here, he was going to stay for the night. Entering the motel room, he saw that it looked a lot like his bedroom at home but it lacked the warm feeling he had at home. He placed the suitcase against the bed and laid down on the bed, thinking about how the aphrodisiac that he had given his apprentice was doing. In his mind, several possible options came by but they were all so close to each other that he didn't knew what was going to happen. The second part of his plan was going to start right now, with his hand he went inside his pocket, taking the flask and opening it. "Here we go," he said as he took a sip of it.

Her symptoms over the few days were awfully strange. It started off on that Tuesday after he left. It was her body getting hot. Even her skin looked a little pink. Then again, maybe she was just thinking things in her mind. She couldn't ask Logan since he was there. But by the next morning, her skin wasn't pink. But she did notice she was more overheated. When she put on her bra in the morning, she noticed that her breasts felt swollen. They were rather sore. And if she didn't know any better, they had grown. But she was thinking she was just crazy. There is no way they could grow overnight. But her bra seemed to disagree. It was a little painful to wear a bra. But she managed. She then went about the start to her day, making some breakfast. But other the course of that she discovered something. She had no gag reflex. She had been brushing her teeth and her toothbrush went too far back. But she didn't gag. So she tested more. And she suddenly found that she didn't have a gag reflex. That was so strange. She sometimes would gag when brushing her teeth. Her gag reflex was not the best. All of these things were strange.

Perhaps the strangest one was an insatiable appetite. That developed Thursday morning. And not as in she food. She was craving sex. Not that she had had it before. But she had played with herself before. What? She was curious. At first she ignored it. Just wondering if that tingling down there was an infection. But the desire started building...and building. And she couldn't stop fantasizing about jumping Logan when he got home. By the time Friday rolled around, she had already taken care of herself. Four times. And it was only noon. She had only been up since eight. She knew Logan would be home soon. Was it creepy that last night she slept in his shirt? His nice button up....oh it smelled so good. She must be going crazy. Hopefully Logan would alert her to when he was coming home. She figured around two or three....

The effects that Logan had were very soft in the start while he was in the motel. His cock increased in both thickness and size but he didn't paid a lot of attention because he knew that the effects were going to be that way. Tuesday night, he couldn't sleep that good but he managed to fall asleep eventually but when it was Wednesday night, he couldn't sleep at all. His cock was bullying him by staying erected the entire time and the only option he had at that moment, was masturbating. Now he really felt the difference in both size and thickness but he liked the result, mostly. At some moments, the size was very annoying as his cock would lay very weird in his boxer, making it a real pain to sit well. When he reached his orgasm, he noticed that he cummed more then he had before and also he had to do much more effort for a longer period of time to reach it. Thursday night was the same as Tuesday so that didn't bothered him a lot. Friday morning, he woke up with the sun shining on his face. He wanted to depart earlier to surprise his apprentice so he left the curtains open. Stepping out of the bed, he took a quick shower and got dressed, with his boxer sitting tight around his cock. He brushed his teeth and make sure that his hair was laying well before he started his drive home. It would take him about 40 minutes if there was no traffic jam.

Elise was driving herself nuts. It had only been like 20 minutes since she last got off! She whined, rubbing her thighs together. "What the...frick is wrong with me?" She whispered to herself. She was unable to focus on anything else but the relief. The relief of giving herself an orgasm. She was aching for one. "Well it is only noon...." She replied, her chewing on her lower lip. "What the hell. Hopefully one more time and I can stop this." She muttered. It was almost an annoyance. She felt that she was wetter in between her legs. Which, was a pain when she wore panties as there was random wet spots. It caused her to change her panties sometimes more than twice a day. She now was wearing a small thong that happened to be drenched. She almost wondered if she accidentally wetted herself. She made her way to his bedroom, her bare feet padding against the hardwood floor. With a push of the door, his bedroom came into view. A much larger bed with fluffy bedding. Perfect. She took a few steps in, stopping and stripping her panties off with a little shaking of her hips. She stepped out of the little white and pink leopard print thong, her looking down to see how soaked it was. No matter. She approached his bed, climbing onto it before dropping onto her back. The way the room was set, whoever walked through the door would see her legs at the moment. And when she spread her legs wide, they would be seeing something else. Her hands rubbed her thighs, letting out a breath before one trailed up. Elise pulled her right breast out of the open shirt, tugging the opening around her breast. Her hands certainly did not cover the massive pillows now. They had grown. A cup...maybe two cup sizes more now? They were massive. She rubbed the soft pink skin, stimulating the puffy pink nipples. Her hand then moved in between her legs, rubbing the moistened velvet lips. She smiled, moaning gently in the process. "God..." She whispered. This felt much better already.

Logan parked the car in front of his house, stepped out and walked to the door. He opened the door and walked in. "I'm home!" He said as he wasn't hearing anybody. It was weird, the other times that he came home, Elise was always ready to welcome him home but now she wasn't there. That was really weird. He walked up the stairs to his room then he saw that the door of his room was open. Slowly, he placed his bags against the wall and sneaked towards his door. He looked in, very careful and then saw his young apprentice, laying on his bed, masturbating almost naked with one of his shirts on?! Looking a bit better, he saw that her fingers slid in and out her pink pussy. It was very arousing to see, his cock had to agree with that as it stiffened in his pants. It reached its full size, about 10 inch in length and about 3 in thickness. With a sigh, he opened the door further and stepped in. "What are you doing here?" He asked as if he were shocked but the bulge in his pants was clearly visible.

Elise was rather consumed with herself. The rubbing of her lips before then pushing in her middle finger. That was quickly followed by her index finger into her warm and wet hole. "Fuck..." She whispered, feeling herself drip because of her fingers inside of her. She started stroking her inner walls, pulling her fingers in and out as she started to get some relief. She didn't hear Logan come in either because at that moment, she moaned loudly. Her moans carried through the house, drifting off towards the front door although they were more muted there. The more she fingered herself, the more juices poured out of her. There was already a growing wet spot on the bed! It was unreal and she almost wondered if she was dreaming. Her two fingers curled up into her, trying to reach that elusive g-spot to get the most out of it. Was it weird that she was picturing Logan doing this to her? "Oh Logan...." She moaned as he neared and watched her. She did gasp when a voice sounded. He wasn't supposed to be home! She sat up, her fingers still deep inside of her and her hand on her massive breast. "Logan!" She replied, a flush of red creeping along her cheeks. "I..you..oh god..." She whispered. Her fingers were still stroking though! She couldn't stop fingering herself! Her eyes found the bulge in his pants, noticing that he must have found this hot. But Elise was speechless and embarrassed. What would he do? Did he want to have sex with her? Because damn, she was so horny.

It was very weird for him to see his apprentice like this. Logan started to blush as well as he didn't expected this. Okay, he knew that his aphrodisiacs were good but this good? He didn't knew that. "Did you enjoy it?" He asked, his eyes focused on her hands. Slowly, he moved towards her, lowered his pants and sat down on the bed. As inexperienced as he was, he didn't knew what to do in this situation so he just looked at what she was doing, memorizing everything. After watching a few moments, he pulled his shirt over his head and threw it on the ground. His head moved closer towards Elise, his lips touching hers. It was his first kiss. It felt so intense. During the kiss, he opened his mouth a bit, his tongue touching her lips as out of instinct, he wanted to let their tongues dance. Elise was driving Logan crazy without she really knew it. Logan was sure, this was the girl he had been waiting for. The girl that would make his entire life change. Making it better.

Why couldn't she stop?! This was crazy really. Se was already embarrassed and it was even worse that she kept fingering herself in front of him. On his bed. In his shirt. Making a mess. While moaning out his name. She looked to him for a moment. "I am enjoying it..." She whispered, feeling herself getting closer to an orgasm. She noticed her orgasms were much stronger, came easier and lasted longer. She watched as he moved forward, her swallowing. Would he get upset? She noticed that he took off his pants, now seeing something massive straining against his boxers. Elise wanted to know just what that was. Of course she knew but that wasn't the point. She even continued when he sat on the bed. "I can't stop...it feels too good..." She said in a shy tone, looking away for a moment. She only looked to him when she heard some rustling, realizing his shirt was now off. Before she knew it, he was leaning in and kissing her. She kissed him back, hoping she was doing this right. She had never dated. Yes, she was kind of a loner. Never dated. Never been kissed. Never had sex obviously. She felt his lips parting against her, his wet tongue touching her lips. Was she supposed to open her mouth? She parted her lips slightly, her hand moving slower inside of her but still going. Her right hand had dropped to her thigh, no longer servicing her breast. So was this it? The day she would lose her virginity? To her mentor? Well now, that was something she had not expected to ever happen. Even if she had been thinking about that exact same fantasy over the past two days.

Their tongues founded each other, they started to dance in a very intense way. The state of arousal he was in controlled his body from now, his mind not being able anymore. He lowered his boxer, revealing his 10 inches to her. With his hand, he grabbed her by her arm, taking her hand away from between her legs. It was going to happen, both of them were going to lose their virginity. Logan slowly laid down on his apprentice. Aborting the kiss, he asked: "Are you ready for this?" His large, thick member touched her wet, dripping lips as he asked so. He hoped that she would say yes but if she didn't, then he had to accept that. But forcing this girl into doing something? Never. Logan cared to much about Elise for doing such cruel things. No, what they were going to do was because they wanted it. The hidden feeling that Logan had for Elise had finally revealed themselves.

He pulled her hand away, then lying down on her and forcing her onto the bed. She was able to get a glance down as he shifted his boxers down after their kiss ended. A gasp fell from her lips, her eyes hungrily taking in the large shaft. So thick and long. She was very turned on right now. "Wow.." She whispered to him.She felt the head toughing her lips, begging to be inside of her. "Yes..." She whispered to him. She was so ready for it. She wanted Logan so bad. She had never wanted him this much before. But at this moment, it was all she could think about. "I am a virgin..." She added gently to him. She was letting him know how special it was. That Elise was giving him something very special.