Slut Rose: Her Best Birthday Ever
They were like giggling school girls as they downed their last drinks at the bar. Peggy was out with two of her friends, having the time of their lives, as they took her out for her birthday celebration. Her actual birthday wasn't until Tuesday, technically, but who wants to go out on a Tuesday night... especially when it's a school night and you have to work the next day.
The three friends worked at the local high school, with Peggy teaching Senior Algebra classes. Math and teaching were passions of hers and she was one of the best teachers in the school. It was a difficult job for her, however. Although she was married, usually happily, she had a desire for something else... something that she knew she couldn't pursue.
She felt almost tortured every day as the senior girls came into her room, dressed in their short skirts and tight tops. They were women now, so they dressed the part, they dressed to attract. She couldn't concentrate in class most of the time. Everyone probably thought she was a bubble head as one hot girl would distract her enough to lose her train of thought and make her have to back up and redo the problem at hand.
These women, her closest friends knew of her issues. But she never pursued anything, knowing just how wrong it was. Instead, she lived in her fantasy world, where the girls would give her everything she wanted, any time she wanted it. As she looked around the bar, she had fantasies about the blonde college cheerleader with her noisy friends at the nearby table, wrapping her legs around Peggy's neck as Peggy licked her pussy to orgasm after orgasm. She had fantasies about the brunette, quiet, sullen bookworm at the bar, lying on the floor while Peggy sat on her face. All were harmless thoughts, just for fun and excitement.
It was 2am already and the three left the bar headed out to their car. None of them were drunk, but they were very tipsy, laughing, giggling, having a great time together. They were going to take it back to Cindy's house for a nightcap and to sleep it off. They went through a local drive-through liquor place and picked up a few more drinks for their party, teased the cute employee there mercilessly, and continued down the dark road.
"Open it," Nancy said, turning around in the front passenger seat and handing Peggy a small, wrapped gift.
"Aw... you guys," Peggy smiled. She knew she had the best friends. "You shouldn't have."
"Hell, girl, it's not every day you turn fifty," Cindy said from behind the wheel. "Nancy found it and thought you'd like it."
"You'll really like it! Open it! Open it!" Nancy said anxiously.
"Alright, alright!" Peggy said. "Keep your panties on." She started to unwrap the gift.
"Too late," Nancy giggled, holding her panties up in the air.
"Girl, when did you do that?" Cindy asked, shocked by her friend.
"After the third drink," she said. "I figured someone should take them off and if I can't find someone else to, then it might as well be me."
All of them giggled and Peggy opened the box and raised a long, thin spray bottle to look at it in the light from the cars behind them.
"What is it?" she asked. "A new perfume?" She moved to spray it on herself, but both Cindy and Nancy quickly stopped her.
"No!"
"Don't you fucking spray that thing in here!"
"What's wrong?" Peggy asked. "What is it?"
"It's a very special, little gift that you'll very much enjoy," Cindy said.
"Kind of a give-you-what-you-want-most kind of gift, at least if the ads are true," Nancy said.
"What I want most? What does that mean?"
"It means that that spray will let you fuck any young, hot woman you want any time you want," Nancy said.
"But it's not a perfume?" Peggy asked. "I'm confused."
"Well, if you believe the advertisement, you spray that in some young coed's face and she'll crave to fuck you right then and there," Nancy said.
"But you cannot use it on us," Cindy said.
"Fuck no!" Nancy agreed. "When the right moment comes along, use it to... have some fun."
Peggy looked at the vial. It was so small and there was barely any fluid in it. She thought for sure that this was just a gag gift, that her friends would start laughing at any second, but they never did.
"Hey... what's up with that?" Cindy asked and the trio turned their attention to the front. A hitchhiker appeared in their headlights, flagging them down. All they could see was the short skirt with long legs underneath, but figured that this was not exactly a good neighborhood for a girl to be out at this time of night. So they stopped.
"Oh my God," Cindy said from behind the wheel as Nancy reached to roll down her window. "It's Jenny Holback."
"*The* Jenny Holback?" Peggy asked. Her ears perked up at the sound of that name... that delicious name. Jenny was one of the students that teased her the most. She was probably one of the hottest girls in the senior class just two years ago, but had graduated and as far as Peggy knew, had gone away to college. She was sure she wasn't in Jenny's top-ten list of favorite teachers, however. Jenny was trying to get into a prestigious school and needed a 3.8 GPA to get in. Unfortunately, she wasn't doing so well in Peggy's class and no amount of cajoling could get Peggy to give her a better grade.
Peggy laughed when she realized the position she'd been in. It was like a classic porn movie plot, where she could have made the girl admit that she'd do *anything* for the grade and then find out the "anything" was something Peggy wanted so much.
