Author's Note:
This aspect of the trilogy is predominantly for those who enjoy fantasy Daddy Dom/Little Girl, Authoritative Teacher/Admiring Student, Controlling Employer/Powerless Employee, Priest/Parishioner, and HuCow role play. If those are your fetishes, I hope you'll appreciate the sexually explicit encounters that take place in this fictional, alternative-lifestyle story.
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Hal returned home just before five after getting the groceries for the evening meal. Except for one, he had completed all his wife's chores. The last one was waiting for him in the kitchen. Emily Smith was sitting on a barstool at the granite countertop, helping his daughter comprehend the complexities of algebra. Scattered on the floor were crumpled sheets of notepaper with partially completed math equations on them.
Emily became enthused when she encountered the object of her desire. Her body tingled. The nipples at the tips of her puffy, pyramid-shaped, B-cup breasts became more noticeable. They attempted to poke through her clinging T-shirt. She was no longer interested in tutoring. Her attention had been diverted.
"Hi, Mr. Jones. It's great seeing you. You're looking fine today," Emily welcomed the man.
"How're you guys doing?" Hal greeted the girls, not intending to disturb their studies.
"Great, Dad. We've been at it for three hours," Ashley informed her father.
"Oh shit, that long?" shaken Hal thought. He hadn't anticipated paying off such a hefty tutoring bill today.
Ashley noticed her father's concern. "Daddy, you know algebra is difficult for me with its confusing 'x', 'y', and 'z' equations. Thanks to Emily, I finally understand the type of questions that will appear on my next math exam."
"Don't you want me to do well in my math course? Don't forget, I'm trying to get accepted at an Ivy League University with a full scholarship. Emily's looking forward to your attention now that we've completed our tutoring session," Ashley enlightened her father.
Following her declaration, Emily gave her classmate today's tutoring bill. Once Ashley signed the document, she passed the sheet of paper to her father. She then rose from her seat to give the two some privacy. Ashley didn't need to witness how her father paid the bill. She understood what was about to happen by observing Emily's radiance. The eighteen-year-old girl was so excited that she couldn't stop giggling.
How pathetic,
Ashley thought.
No wonder she can't get a date. What a tool!
Ashley was concerned her father might not be up to the task of servicing the eager beaver until she achieved three orgasms. It might take him hours to pay off the bill, and then there was tomorrow's additional expense. Ashley couldn't wait for the girl to leave. She was done with 'Plain Jane'.
"I'm mentally exhausted. I'll go to my room for a catnap before Mom gets home. Have fun, guys," Ashley cheered on the couple.
Ashley winked at her tutor, pretending to like her insignificant classmate. She then climbed the stairs to her room on the second floor. Before reaching her bed, Ashley put on her headphones and played music to drown out the anticipated noise from the shenanigans of the two on the floor below her. Within minutes, she was asleep.
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After Emily acknowledged her tutoring session with her classmate was over, she sashayed into the living room, switched on Pandora to a music station of her liking, removed her glasses, spun around, and stared at the gorgeous man.
She untied the bun on her head, letting her hair drop below her shoulders. The teenager then shook her body to give her mane a more dazzling look.
Because she hadn't gotten off three times in rapid succession, Emily obsessed all day on her anticipated multi-orgasmic tryst with Ashley's father. She signaled him toward her by waving her hand.
Hal approached Emily until they touched. She placed one of his hands on her crotch and held it there. Her other one went around his waist. She pulled him closer.
"Did you miss me? I'm VERY INTERESTED in you. I've dreamed of you all day. I'm ready to explode. Kiss me, Daddy. Tell me I'm the most wonderful woman in the world. Confirm you'll give me three fantastic orgasms this afternoon," Emily requested.
Hal did what she asked. He knew how she liked it because he'd been getting the high-school student off regularly in the last couple of months. Although she requested that he get her ready for her first orgasm, the visible wet spot in her shorts gave her away.
The teenager was primed for her first climax. Nevertheless, Hal pushed her hair aside and started to kiss and nibble her neck as if he were a vampire taking advantage of his docile prey. He whispered in her ear those foul things she loved to hear.
After a few minutes of foreplay, Emily pushed Hal against the wall. He was in her grasp. Their bodies were locked. She then grabbed his head and aggressively French-kissed him, sticking her tongue deep inside his mouth. At the same time, she dry-humped one of his legs.
When Emily's breathing became more strained, she pushed him downward until he was on his knees with his mouth level with her gym shorts.
"Are you ready?" Hal asked, even though he already knew the answer to his question.
When Emily nodded, Hal grabbed the drawstring holding up her shorts. He untied the loose knot and pulled her shorts down to the floor. Emily quickly kicked them out of the way. She moved her throbbing snatch closer to him. She wasn't wearing underwear.
Emily never wore panties at Ashley's house because her tutoring session always ended the same way. Gym shorts were her preferred attire. They were easy to jettison when it was time to get paid.
Emily's wedge-shaped mound of pubic hair was less than an inch from Hal's face. Emily spread her legs, grabbed the back of Hal's head, and pulled the man forward, thereby closing the distance to her bush. Hal's tongue encountered Emily's musty hole.
"My body's ablaze, Mr. Jones. Can you feel my body's heat? Put out the fire, Daddy. Lick my kitty. Suck it. I'm ready," Emily revealed.
Despite her social awkwardness, Emily tried to be more verbal and aggressive when receiving oral from the older man. She adored Femdom porn, and Emily admired those dominant women who controlled handsome men like Mr. Jones. She tried to emulate them.
Hal placed his mouth over Emily's clit and sucked. Emily's legs became weak and unsteady. As she approached her first orgasm, she leaned against the wall to prevent falling. She then squashed his face on her vagina and held it there with her hands. Emily tried to hold out longer, but she couldn't.
Because Emily intended to cum three times, the first one slipped out faster than she intended. Sadly, she failed to last sixty seconds. She cried out a single word.
"YESSS!" Emily screamed.
Shortly after her first orgasm, Emily pushed Hal away from her sensitive vagina.
"Whew! I've been looking forward to that all day. What a relief. Wait, I've got to recover. Take off your clothes and stretch out on the sofa for my second one. You owe me two more," the girl reminded him.
"I don't understand. What's your plan? Why do I have to remove my clothes?" Hal quizzed the girl. He hadn't undressed for her in the past.
"Because no one invited me to the prom. I decided it's time I lost my virginity. Nothing is going to happen with the boys at my school. They're afraid of Ashley and her mean disciples," Emily made known her situation.
"What am I waiting for? After all, I'm legal. I'm not going to hold out three years like Ashley's trying to do. It's time we passed third base. We're going to do the nasty deed right now. I'm ready to take a real cock for the first time. It excites me to know I'm going to screw the father of my school's most popular student on a sofa in her home," bold Emily snickered.
"I always enjoy munching on your tasty pussy, but I never agreed to bang you. Your price is too high for a couple of hours of tutoring," Hal countered. He didn't want to do 'IT'.
"I talked to Ashley and her mother, and both accepted my new tutoring fee," Emily lied.
"I've got to speak to my wife. You're saying she fancies me taking the virginity of an eighteen-year-old high-school student. It's hard to believe she's making me do this. I'm still her husband, after all. I wouldn't be able to converse with your parents at social gatherings if we had intercourse," Hal envisioned.
Hal would discover Emily lied if he and his wife discussed the situation later that evening. Of course, Emily couldn't let that happen. Because her deceitful approach failed, she now tried to bluff the object of her desire.
