Dedicated to John and his hotwife Pam
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older.
Seduction
Pam's episode with their nineteen year old babysitter Rhianna was an eye opener for the conservative and sexually repressed grade school teacher. She had sex with her infant son's babysitter, her first time with a woman. In the home and on the marital bed of her and her husband John. It happened on the spur of the moment.
She was still having a hard time understanding why she decided at that moment to step out for the first time in her ten year marriage, and with someone so much younger than her, but she knew deep down the reason for her aberrant behavior. As much as she fought against it, she came to the inescapable conclusion that she was turned on by sex that was out of bounds by her moral standards. The more illicit, the more forbidden, the better. Now that she tasted it, she wanted more ... much more.
When John came home from his business trip he noticed something was different about his wife. Was it her hair? Her clothes? Nothing appeared to be different, yet something was.
"Hey sweetheart," he said as he closed the kitchen door behind him. Pam was cooking some sausages on the stove, and the smell was as seductive as she was. Pam was wearing a flowery summer dress and strappy heels. "Going somewhere?" he asked.
"No," she replied, turning the sizzling sausages, "I just wanted to look nice for you."
"I want to fuck you right now, but it looks like you've already had sex," he observed, her look now becoming clear to him. "Have you?"
Pam turned around. She did have that "just fucked" look.
"Who was it?" John was surprised but wasn't jealous. He was curious. Pam picked up on his tone of voice. There was no judgment in it. She decided to come clean.
"It was Rhianna."
"The babysitter?"
John was incredulous. Pam had never voiced a desire to have sex with a woman. He had his own sexual fantasies that involved Rhianna, and her magnificent breasts. She seemed like a shy girl. How did it come about?
Pam could read his mind. Ten years of marriage gave her that power. "It just happened John. Adam peed on her blouse. She had to take it off ..." She explained in vivid detail the scene in their closet, and then on their bed. She finished with Rhianna's request.
"She wants to fuck me?" He was expecting a home cooked meal, not a fuck with his hot babysitter.
"That's what she said."
"My ... you've been a busy little girl." He moved behind his wife and cupped her breasts. "I want some of that."
"Ummm ... that was what I was hoping for," replied his brunette hotwife.
John snaked his hand under her dress. She wasn't wearing any panties and was already wet.
"My, my. You are a naughty girl."
"That's the idea." She turned off the burner on the stove and set aside the tasty sausages.
"Now let's go upstairs. I want you to fuck my eyes out."
* * *
John mopped his brow with the back of his hand. It was hot, sweaty sex. Like it was when they were just married. Rhianna's tryst with Pam seemed to have re-invigorated their sex life. John wanted to fuck her again, but his penis wasn't twenty anymore, and was limp as a wet noodle.
Pam was equally horny, and fondled John's flaccid dick. "No sloppy seconds, huh?" She dragged her fingers across her cum filled pussy and tasted her husband.
"I don't think I can keep up with you." He sat up in their bed with his back against the headboard. Pam scooted in front of him with her back against his chest. He twisted her sensitive nipples and then fingered her juicy pussy. "I didn't know I had a hotwife."
John watched his share of porn. His favorite videos were ones where a hotwife had sex with a woman while the husband watched. He never dreamed that his staid school marm wife was a wanton slut.
* * *
It was summer vacation, and Pam had plenty of time to spend with baby Adam. One of her goals was to get him enrolled in a Montessori program for one year olds. She believed in early socialization, and heard that there was a great program in Hyde Park. She packed up Adam in her Subaru Outback and drove to a modern glass and steel building. She located the entrance for "Greentree Academy."
"Hello, you must be Mrs. Pryzinski," said a petite Asian woman. Pam took her small, slender hand in hers. Though the woman was tiny, her grip was strong.
"I'm Shari Fujimori."
Pam knew who she was. She had done her homework. Shari got glowing reviews from other moms who had enrolled their children in Greentree. Pam Googled her, and found out that she was an Olympic hopeful in gymnastics, but suffered a career ending ACL injury just prior to the tryouts. She was just twenty-five, but had already established her academy as a "must attend" and already had a one year waiting list. The internet didn't disclose that Shari was a confirmed lesbian, and had a thing for older women. Being the head of a leading Montessori program gave Shari her pick of the litter of married moms.
"Please to meet you Shari. I've brought Adam with me." She held Adam out in front of her. "Say hi to Shari."
"Pppppphhhh," Adam said, pursing his lips and spitting slobber all over the front of his clothes.
"So cute." Shari tickled his chin with her finger.
Shari gave Pam a tour of her facility and then they sat down to complete the interview and the application. Twenty minutes later they were done.
"So there's just one more step ... the in-home inspection," Shari said, putting the completed application in a new manila folder. "Would tomorrow work for you?"
