Lois awoke Saturday morning, looked at the other side of the bed she was lying in, and saw that her husband Rod wasn't there. It didn't surprise her that he'd left for school this early. He had a football game today and he usually was out of the house shortly after dawn on game days.
She lay in bed for a while, staring at the ceiling, wondering what she'd do all day. Finally, she got up, took a long, hot bath, put on a faded blue sweatshirt and jeans, and went downstairs. She got herself a some breakfast, then walked into the den. She was about to sit down when the doorbell rang. She walked to the front door and opened it.
Doreen Ingalls stood there, wearing a broad smile on her face. "Good morning, Lois," she said.
"Ah...good morning, Doreen," Lois replied. She found that she was both surprised and thrilled to find the assistant principal standing at her door.
Doreen had on a pink sweatshirt with a wide neck that hung over one shoulder, almost exposing one breast, and a pair of jeans that clung to her curvy hips and thighs like second skin.
"Come in, Doreen," Lois said.
Doreen walked into the house, turned and smiled at Lois. "What were you planning to do today?" she asked.
"Ah, I don't know," Lois said, "Usually, on days Rod has a game, I just hang around the house."
"You aren't upset that I came over, are you?" Doreen asked. Her eyes brightened. The football game didn't start until one in the afternoon and it was barely nine in the morning, so she had plenty of time to spend with Lois.
"Ah...I...I, no, not at all," Lois replied. "Would...would you like some coffee?"
"I'd love some," Doreen replied. She walked to the sofa and sat down. When she did, one of her breasts almost bounced out of the wide neck opening of her sweatshirt. Lois observed that, wide-eyed then, blushing, she headed for the kitchen to get the coffee. She returned, handed a cup to the assistant principal, then sat in the big over-stuffed chair where her husband spent most of his time when he was home.
"Don't you ever go to Rod's games?" Doreen asked.
Lois shook her head. "I used to, but I haven't in years," she replied. "I never have been able to get interested in football." She felt something stirring in her and realized she was hoping Doreen wanted to make love. She couldn't believe how much she'd changed lately. A few weeks ago she'd been a strait-laced married lady who never had an orgasm in her life. Now she was having an affair with one of her students, and was hoping she'd be able to start another one with the new female assistant principal. She was lost in thought, barely aware of what was going on around her.
"You're awfully quiet this morning," Doreen commented.
Lois thought Doreen sounded close, looked up, and realized her friend was sitting on the arm of her chair. Lois, who hadn't been aware of her friend moving, felt her pulse racing and her chest growing tight.
"Lois, are you all right?" Doreen asked softly.
Unable to speak, Lois nodded.
"How would you like it if I did this?" Doreen asked. She reached down and caressed one of Lois's breasts through her sweatshirt. "No bra?" she asked, grinning at Lois.
"Ohhhhh!!!!" Lois murmured. She felt as if she were melting as Doreen stroked her nipple to full, tingling erection.
Doreen slid into Lois's lap, her arms wrapping around her friend. Their lips melded together. Doreen's action was unexpected and Lois couldn't move. The assistant principal's tongue probed Lois's lips and they parted and her tongue lashed the other woman's as flames of lust roared to life, igniting a conflagration of passion.
The ringing of the doorbell interrupted their kiss.
"Damn!" Doreen exclaimed. She got off Lois's lap and Lois got up and, on shaking legs, walked to the door. It was the paper boy, collecting for the week. She paid him and returned to the den.
Doreen was sitting on the arm of the chair, her face flushed attractively, her nipples pressing against her sweater. Lois looked at her and smiled. "Let's go up to my room," she said, holding out her hand.
Doreen rose and pulled Lois into her arms. Once more their lips joined in a fiery kiss. Doreen cupped Lois's buttocks, pulling her close. She'd been thinking about making love with the lovely teacher ever since their first time a few days earlier, and was extremely pleased that Lois was acting as if she wanted to make love, too. She felt Lois clasp her bottom and delighted in how wonderful it felt.
Lois broke the kiss and said, "Come on!" She took Doreen's hand and up the stairs they went, and were soon in the bedroom.
Hand in hand, they moved toward the bed. Doreen reached for Lois, who came into her arms and pressed her lips against the assistant principal's.
Lois, feeling terribly bold, slid her hands under Doreen's loose sweatshirt and cupped her swollen breasts. They were silky, firm, and the nipples were tiny and flint-hard.
"Mmmmmmpppphhhhh!!!!" Doreen moaned against Lois's lips. Then, "Yesssss!!! Touch me!!! Oh, darling, yes, touch me!!!"
Lois pushed Doreen's shirt up, baring her friend's exquisite breasts, and her lips captured a turgid nipple. Her hands again clutched Doreen's firm buttocks.
"Lois!!!" Doreen burbled, "Yessss!!! Oh, yessssss!!! Love me!!! Kiss my breasts!!! Oh heavens!!! You're making me feel so wonderful!!!"
Lois was stunned by the powerful the urges she was succumbing to. Doreen may have made the first move the other day; but today Lois, driven by lust and the desire to find out more about this strange and wonderful new world she'd been initiated into, was taking charge. She wanted to taste Doreen's vagina, to feel her writhe and buck, to hear the cries of passion her friend made as she came! She wanted to make Doreen feel the way the assistant principal had made her feel!
Doreen shuddered as Lois undid the waist of her jeans and pushed them down over the her hips, leaving her wearing only a pair of scanty string bikinis. This was going far better than she hoped it would. Lois was making love to her. Doreen hadn't expected this, and was exhilarated. The jeans came off, as did the loose sweatshirt, and Doreen shuddered. Her body was now totally exposed to Lois's avid touches and kisses.
Lois clutched a firm buttock with one hand, and with the other, began to stroke the insides of Doreen's legs as lightly as she could. Eventually, she came to the other woman's vagina, and found her clit.
"Ahhhhhh!!!!" Doreen cried, her body quaking, "Lois!!! Yessss!!!! Touch me!!! Touch me!!! Oh, darling, yesssssss!!!"
Doreen's passionate entreaty thrilled Lois. She felt wetness spreading in her panties as sights and sensations resulting from what she was doing to Doreen excited her almost as much as the other woman's touches had.
Lois began kissing Doreen's stomach, then her lips began moving further down. Her finger slid gently into her partner's body. The assistant principal's hips rocked and thrust, fucking Lois's finger.
