"Now Sweetie, you let me handle this problem, soothed fifty-year-old Mandy Collins as she took a drag on her cigarette. She flipped the half-finished smoke out the open convertible top. Her smokey exhale, drifting in the breeze.
"As Brando said in The Godfather, I'll make her an offer she can't refuse!" smiled Mandy tossing her platinum hair. She smirked, giving DeShaun a wet lipped smile.
DeShaun, a cocky eighteen-year-old black youth, was Mandy's newly adopted son. Mandy had kept the lad on a short leash, but boys will be boys, and he was caught with a copy of one of the porn magazines featuring Mandy.
The school had a zero-tolerance when it came to guns and porn, and her adoptee faced expulsion. What just came to light was that DeShaun was caught wanking in the boy's restroom.
Now Mandy had to pave the way to get DeShaun back in the Principle's good graces and back in the classroom.
Looking at Mandy, DeShaun felt his cock stir in his Nike basketball shorts. Even though the blonde-haired beauty had sucked him off less than an hour ago, he was getting a boner looking at her sitting in the ass, hugging bucket seat beside him.
"Principle Daniel's is a hot looking bitch, but moms she's a fucking hard ass. I don't think she likes black boys." laughed DeShaun as Mandy reached over and squeezed his muscular thigh.
"Honey, who couldn't like you?" asked Mandy moving her long red nails under the edge of the Nikes, her fingertips feeling the warm skin of his testicles. Stroking the egg inside the leathery sack playfully, Mandy knew it would excite the teen and take his mind off the bitch kitty in the Principles office.
"After I finish my Tete ta Tete with your Ms. Daniels, we'll visit my friend Sally DeAngelo," said Mandy with a naughty murmur. "She's always pleased as pie to have company."
DeShaun smiled and spread his thigh, giving Mandy easier access to his balls, but was surprised when she removed her stroking fingertips.
"Don't look so sad, sweetheart." soothed the busty porn mom, "You'll be getting plenty of pussy at Sally's; she loves young black pork."
Wheeling the convertible into the high school parking lot, Mandy parked, taking up two parking spaces. Lounging on the school steps were three teenage boys were loitering and cutting up when the sports car whipped to the curb. They watched the beautiful driver exit the vehicle with a wiggle of her shapely hips.
The young wannabe gangsters ogled the mature woman's long dark nyloned legs tucked in a pair of six-inch Python skin spikes. The boys watched the hot blonde light a black cigarette, then they all commented to one another as she smoked.
"How would you like to have her bringing you to school every day?" they said in unison, nodding their heads in agreement.
Mandy stood next to the car in her cute white button up the front sundress enjoying her gold filter-tipped cigarette. Swinging her Chanel handbag over her tanned shoulder, a breeze caught the hem of her mid-thigh skirt, whipping it up around her waist, ala Marilyn Monroe.
Getting an eyeful of Mandy's pantyless bald pubic mound, the teenagers stared at the hot cougar and her impromptu strip act.
"Son of a bitch, she's naked!" exclaimed the oldest kid nudging his buddies. "Damn, no hair on her pussy!"
Smoothing down her dress, Mandy saw the young boys watching her. Deciding to tease them, she put her index finger between her red-lipsticked lips and worked the tip gathering a mouthful of saliva. She let the spit drool down her chin into her magnificent cleavage.
"Awwwwwww Man!" the trio of teens groaned in unison, all thinking about having sex with the platinum-haired beauty who was tempting them.
Smiling, Mandy blew the boys a kiss then entered the glass school doors. Watching Mandy's buttocks undulate under the short white dress, DeShaun was tempted to smack his adoptive mom's big asscheeks but only smiled, knowing she was putting on a show for his classmates.
Shaking his head, he thought, "This should be good, Miss Daniels was a hot white bitch, but he didn't know if she could handle Mom's Mandy.
"Where is the office?" asked Mandy, pirouetting on the spikes of her snakeskin cum fuck me's. Touching her fingers under DeShaun's chin, she whispered, "Kiss your mother."
Leaning into his adoptive mother's embrace, he let her cover his mouth with hers. Smothering his lips with her kiss, Mandy playfully licked the tip of his nose. Touching her lips to his cheek, she added a lipstick lick to his jaw, then kissed his neck before taking a final pull on her black cigarette.
Dropping the cigarette on the hallway tile, Mandy defiantly ignored the: "No Smoking" sign on the wall announced in bright red letters.
She took DeShaun's hand and led him through the door, embossed, "Ms. Daniels, Office of the Principle." a wisp of cigarette smoke trailing behind them.
Sitting behind a small reception desk, a very young-looking girl sat filing her nails. She glanced, shooting Mandy a dull, boring look. followed by a long pause before she asked, "Can I be of service?"
"Mandy Collins for Ms. Daniels." Mandy snapped as she tapped her long sharp red nails on the desktop. "I have a two o'clock appointment."
"Go right in, Principle Daniel's is expecting you." grinned the girl, her nail file never missing a stroke during her manicure.
Pointing at a pair of chairs, Mandy directed DeShaun to wait for her, "Sweetie stay here but leave this little cutie alone." laughed Mandy giving her ass an exaggerated shake as she entered the office.
Mandy observed Principle Daniel's office was much more extensive and decadent than the spartan outer reception area her and DeShaun had entered earlier. This woman is more than a Principle thought, Mandy. She's the queen bee in this hive of higher learning.
Chanel perfume, cigarette smoke, and pussy assailed Mandy's senses just before noticing the brunette sitting behind an executive business desk in the corner of the office.
A sly smirk parting her full red lips, Mandy sniffed the aroma, "I smell cunt; somebody has been fucking in here." she thought, looking at the beautiful woman seated across the room.
"Principle Daniels, thank you for granting me an audience." smiled Mandy biting her lower lip suggestively. "I realize you must have a very demanding schedule, and I don't wish to inconvenience you."
Mandy did a quick appraisal of the woman sitting behind the desk. She was in her mid-fifties, brunette, perhaps five foot nine. Principle Daniels looked more like a porn actress than an educator.
She wore a pearl on black ribbon choker around her elegant neck and long crystal chandelier earrings that dangled nearly touching her shoulders. A long white VS120 cigarette pursed between her full crimson lips.
Mandy watched the sexy Principle smile as she took a long, thoughtful pull on her cigarette. She gave Mandy a condescending sigh as she exhaled a perfect cone of smoke across the desktop at Mandy.
"Yes, Mrs. Collins, I was happy you are taking an interest in DeShaun's education," she said as her smile parted her sensuous lips. Leaning forward, the lapels of her black trench coat like dress draped open. The movement revealed a Grand Canyon of cleavage between her magnificent tits.
"Thank you. I think DeShaun was in the wrong place at the right time," said Mandy taking a chair that hadn't been offered. She settled her ass on the seat and crossed her nyloned showgirl legs, her spiked pump dangling suggestively.
"He's new in school, and he's black," smirked Mandy, her eyes still enjoying the delicious set of tits on display.
Principle Daniels opened her desk drawer and took out a well-thumbed copy of the magazine featuring Mandy. Principle Rita tossed the glossy mag on the desk in front of Mandy.
