I always smile whenever I see Dolores Chavez, knowing the illicit behavior she has coaxed from others. For many years, she was the "Queen" of our school district, and in her role as President of the Parent-Teacher Association, she loved having sex with women.
Were these naughty habits common knowledge? Not at all. To most people in the school district, Dolores was a role model, a fearless leader, and a former local news anchor in the primetime hour.
To a select few, however, Dolores was known as a lady who loved being rimmed, sucked, and licked. In exchange, she always made sure her allies reaped the same benefits. That dynamic gave her a perverse sense of power.
However, there's one particular instance that comes to mind when Dolores might have taken things a bit too far. It involved a new volunteer mom who had just joined the PTA.
The two women are at opposite ends of the spectrum in many respects.
Dolores Chavez is a voluptuous and fit Latina, whose commanding personality makes her a natural leader. With the sway of her hips, her body became a weapon and people would fall at her feet. Craving the limelight, she never fails to be the center of attention.
Heather Wilson, on the other hand, is a blond-haired, blue-eyed sweet soul with an engaging Southern accent. An ever-present smile, combined with her inherent charm, make her irresistible. She never seeks the spotlight, because it's naturally focused on her. A church-going mom, her beauty and tender heart are a perfect match.
Predictably, there were worlds apart in the bedroom as well. But not for long.
Here's what happened...
Dolores was home alone one morning, putting final touches on her well-kept appearance. Her husband had gone to work and the kids were at school. Although currently a housewife, she remained busy with an array of important obligations to her community.
As a prominent woman, she enjoyed looking the part. She gazed at her reflection, after putting on makeup, and saw perfection. The flared red skirt hugged her curves in just the right way, which was why she favored that style. And the white v-neck knit top revealed just the right amount of cleavage.
The doorbell rang, just as she finished and was prepared to depart. Opening the door, she saw her new neighbor carrying a plate of pastries.
"Morning," Heather beamed, radiantly. "Is this a good time? I don't want to be a bother."
Now this was a woman Dolores would welcome anytime. Heather was cute with her blonde hair in a loose ponytail She wore a conservative knee length plaid skirt and a polo shirt open just enough to highlight a cross hanging prominently from her neck.
Dolores smiled, "Oh, you're no bother at all. I was just about to leave, but I have time for coffee if you want to join me."
"That would be great," Heather answered appreciatively, holding up the plate of pastries. "Coffee works well with these. Freshly baked from my oven."
"I'm in luck," Dolores purred.
The dark haired sexy woman and her blonde conservative neighbor sat down for a quick breakfast together in the kitchen, sipping hot coffee and nibbling fresh pastries.
Dolores first met Heather shortly after she moved in, while delivering a welcome basket. Recently, they met again at the last PTA meeting, when Heather attended as a new member. This was the first occasion they had to speak privately.
"Sorry for barging in like this," Heather said, after sipping coffee. "Not to sound like a stalker, but I can see your routine through my window every morning. So I figured this would be a good time to catch you."
"You're an angel," Dolores said, between taking a bite of the delicious blueberry scone. "With sweets like this, you're free to come over any time."
Heather winked, "I was the head pastry chef at a five-star hotel before moving here. But I'm thinking of starting my own catering business."
"I recall you mentioning that last week. If you ever start your own business, rest assured, I'll be your first customer."
"That's very kind," Heather said. "Actually, that's why I stopped by. I'm not usually this forward, but I was hoping for more of a leadership position in the PTA."
"Oh?"
"I am totally committed to this school system and really want to help out. And, well... everyone just gushes about your amazing fundraising skills. Our church is going to need a new roof soon and I feel a personal calling to help raise funds. Hopefully, I can convince you to share your techniques with me."
"Oh, my techniques are unparalleled," Dolores said with confidence, swallowing her smile.
While maintaining her composure, highly explicit images swirled in her head. Dolores pictured Heather in compromising positions, while performing naughty sexual tricks. Of course, it would be a challenge to loosen up this innocent, unsuspecting religious woman. But Dolores was completely confident it could be done and would be worth the investment of time. It would be a new frontier in her exploration of human sexuality.
"With my culinary skills, I'm certain we'd make an amazing team. I'd love to be of service to you."
Service?
Oh yes... Dolores could come up with very creative ways for Heather to service her.
Exerting a great deal of restraint, Dolores nodded slowly. "I'm sure there are many ways I can put you to work."
Complex calculations were performed in Dolores's mind as she figured out how to proceed with the neighborhood church mom. She squirmed in her seat, trying to stem the flow of natural lubrication she produced at the thought of mentoring this devoutly religious woman.
"So..." Heather remarked, politely. "You seem a bit reluctant. I'm not stepping on any toes, am I? I know you have plenty of volunteers."
"Well, it's just that we run a big operation. This is a major school district and it's a tightly run ship. As you know, we are the best performing school in the state because of the top-down hierarchy under Principal Myers. Without her guidance, we'd have chaos."
"Oh. That makes sense."
"Trust me," Dolores said. "A lot of people try to exert influence when it comes to the school system. If everyone had their way, it would be pure madness. In fact, before being
educated
by Principal Myers, I was one of those arrogant types."
"Gosh, I hope you don't think I'm being pushy," Heather gasped, with a touch of shame.
"Not at all! I think you're sweet, just like your pastries."
Dolores looked her in the eyes and licked a blueberry.
"Is there anything I can do to stand out?" Heather asked. "I mean, to jump ahead in the hierarchy? Or does everything go by seniority? Sorry, I'm totally new to this. I've never been part of a PTA."
Dolores smiled, "The good news is that we're always looking for fresh talent."
"If there's good news, there must be bad news, too."
"I wouldn't say there's bad news, but with a district as big as ours, we need people we can trust. Loyalty is a necessity."
"This sounds like serious business," Heather responded, surprised by the frank nature of the discussion.
"The PTA and the school administration deals with large amounts of money. Cash flows in many directions at the same time. There have been issues with embezzlement in the past, which is why we have to perform our due diligence."
"Yikes. That makes sense."
"I'm glad you understand," Dolores said politely, before taking another bite.
"So, have I officially overstepped my bounds and made a fool of myself?"
Dolores pretended to think for a moment. "On the contrary, I can think of a perfect position for you, but maybe not the one you were expecting."
"Really? How exciting!" Heather responded, buoyantly. "What position?"
"It all depends. How well can you keep secrets?"
