He Gave Me Riding Lessons

Seeing Him At Church

My family had attended the same church for generations. The gentleman we are going to talk about was one whom I had seen there for many Sundays. We were young when we first noticed each other, but eventually our long glances changed from curiosity to longing. In my innocent and virtuous 20’s, I felt an incredible tingle all over my body when our eyes would meet. I had no idea that one day I would say, “he gave me riding lessons,” which meant so much more than the statement itself. He gave me riding lessons of all types. My whole submissive housewife persona was developed over these “riding lessons”. From the first touch, I was owned by his caress.

We didn’t attend the same school or live in the same neighborhood. When I went grocery shopping one day, I saw an ad for horse riding lessons on our local corkboard. I have always had a love for everything horses. Immediately, I called the number and booked a lesson. You can imagine my shock when I arrived for my first lesson, and the teacher was Steve. The man I had attended church with since we were young, but with whom I had never had any real communication. He greeted me with a “hi” and a hug like we’d been besties for years. My body tremored as if I had anxiety, but the internal feeling was the opposite. “He gave me riding lessons” was about to be the beginning of our love story.

The First Lesson

Once I could regain some semblance of composure and my nipples didn’t feel like they were going to crack off, I spoke. I said, “Oh my God, it’s you”. He explained that he could imagine my shock, but he’s known since the appointment was booked, so he had a slight advantage. We kind of laughed at that for a moment, and our eyes were interlocked in a passionate make-out session. I had never ridden a horse before, and now I was more nervous than ever because I could feel the moistness between my thighs. Wondering whether the wet spot would show through his jeans, he began the stable tour.

After meeting all the horses and the couple of barn kitties, my own kitty was feeling in need. I had seen when mounting a horse that sometimes the teacher will help boost the rider, and I did not want that today. Embarrassment was all over my face, and Steve could see it. He gave me riding lessons without ever giving me the boost. It was disappointing in many ways as well,l but mostly I was relieved. I would be horrified if he thought I was some sort of a whore. After the lesson is where the rest of my love story began. In that stall, after removing the halter from the beautiful horse, he kissed me without warning.

He Gave Me Riding Lessons

I also loved that the kiss was from nowhere. Steve himself was full of surprises, but what surprised me more was how much I ached and swelled for him. The yearning to have him filling me was electric. However, the physical evidence of what he did and does to me is palpable and visible. Steve was absolutely courting me properly. I knew he ached for me as much as I did for him. He wanted to build the explosion while also showing me my immense value. Once we completed several lessons and incredibly impossible make-out sessions, it happened.

He gave me riding lessons of a different sort that shot our love to unimaginable levels. Love that could be seen in the air with the naked eye. After going for trail rides together, we would ignite the stables into a pheromone-crazed phenomenon. He would fill me up over and over again. Eventually, Steve and I started another small business. We would sell our private time recordings to couples looking to achieve our level of love. We’ve helped so many couples experience love-making in ways they never have. The love we have literally funds our lifestyle of luxury. Our 2 children were conceived because he gave me riding lessons.

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