Chloe's life as a single mom was full of challenges lately, and frankly not fun. The rebel inside her was demanding release. Not enough loving, too much work. Damn!
Sometimes taking a fun break meant watching a soft porn film. This would typically happen after Jill had fallen asleep. This meant indulging herself with some creative finger and toy play.
"Ohh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh, yes fuck me ... fuck me hard," the woman on the screen went.
Chloe's vibrator pulsed and probed her pussy as she brought herself close to the edge. She caressed her breasts. She pinched her nipples. She pouted at the imaginary man waiting to ravish her.
Who said women don't like to watch porn? Some do.
The door was locked and her daughter Jill was fast asleep. Chloe could be wanton and give in to her own desires in the privacy of her room. Her wide hips, lacy panties, decadent bra and ample bosom were a treat to behold, but sadly there was no man, or indeed woman, to behold the spectacle.
Chloe's orgasm was close. "Fuck, this feels good," she thought as she pumped her twat. Her eyes fluttered and lips parted getting ready for the passion that would soon overcome her.
"Ahhh ... ahhh," she moaned rubbing her clit with urgency as the woman on the screen screamed that she was coming. Their eyes seemed to lock in the critical moment. She was consumed by a carnal current that took her over the edge.
Chloe took her slick fingers up to her nose. She imagined it was the actress's come. She savored the smell and licked her fingers. What a sicko she was she thought as she smiled at her own decadence.
Not that she minded making love to women. It had been so long and Chad had kept her off women with his conservative ways. Chad the ex husband! Bad Chad! Now he was gone for good and there was no reason to respect his rules.
"Who would be her first conquest?" she wondered, contemplating the world of unlicked pussies out there.
A parent teacher conference was coming up.
Chloe was embarrassed to realize she'd never even met the new teacher.
Carla was a new teacher who was in for a three month stint while Jill's teacher was out having a baby. She had a printed copy of her biography though, which gave her some information.
Chloe went to online to search. She found Carla's Facebook page but there was precious little about her.
"Mystery woman?" thought Chloe. There were some pictures though. Dark haired, with a pierced nose. Quite sexy and dainty.
One of the older pictures caught her attention. It featured a younger Carla with shorter hair. A Fleur de Lis was tattooed on her left shoulder.
"Where have I seen her before?" Chloe wondered. This girl seemed so familiar.
Then, in a flash it hit her.
She rewound the video. The young slave girl licking the pussy of the busty blonde in the second scene came into view. Hard to tell but there was a striking resemblance to Carla. She moved the video frame by frame until the shoulder came into view. She zoomed. Bingo! There it was. A Fleur de Lis tattoo.
The credits said her name was "Randy" Candy.
What a catch! A porn actress who licks pussy and is now operating as substitute teacher. How cool was that! It made the whole parent teacher conference a fun prospect. She fully intended to turn this meeting into a sexual romp.
Chloe called in to reschedule the meeting to the end of the day. Jill was set up to go on a play date and set for the evening. That would give them some time.
She shaved her pussy, got new clothes, did a full makeover and prepped for the meeting. Expensive, low cut dress with a coat for modesty. Pearls and her favorite perfume. As a final step she slipped out of her panties and slipped them into her purse.
Three blocks down the road she passed a pan handler who always ogled her.
She squatted in front of him in a way that was calculated to make her skirt ride up. He looked down and saw her shaved puss. His eyes were ready to pop from their sockets.
She reached in her purse and fished out the silky pink panties and dropped them in his hat. Before he could react or make a grab for her she got up.
"For you, old man," she said breathlessly. "Enjoy! It's fresh." He raised the garment to his nose and inhaled a deep breath. The musky pussy smell mixed with perfume formed a lovely cocktail of aromas. From the look of satisfaction you'd think it was fine wine!
She felt a thrill. This was someone appreciating her in a way that words could not express and it gave her a wave of confidence. It was genuine appreciation. She needed the confidence boost!
Later that evening she met Clara. The first glance told her she was right on the money.
Clara had the delicate features of a doll. Dark hair, with sensuous brown eyes and a lot of grace. Chloe found her most attractive. She kept her coat on through the meeting, not wanting to play her cards too early.
The parent teacher meeting was uneventful. Clara was keen to get out of there and went through the points quickly. It had been a long day. Jill was doing well. Nothing to worry about. Chloe was distracted and could barely focus.
As Clara looked down into her book, Chloe's eyes were on her cleavage. Not naughty or outrageous, but still more than your average teacher's bosom display. A hint of lace peeked from the sides.
Clara looked up and caught her looking. She reddened and caught her breath. Clara's smile went into a broad grin.
"No, don't be embarrassed," she said. "If you've got it, use it!"
Chloe unbuttoned her coat and stepped out of it to reveal her own breathtaking bosom.
Now it was Clara's turn to stare. It was an insanely low cut blouse. This was not your usual parent! "I agree," she said and smiled. The ice was broken.
Clara meant to go back to the report she was reading, but Chloe had other plans. Reaching forward she touched Clara's hands. Looking deep into her eyes with a mischievous smile she said, "Enough of that. Let's talk about you. How did you end up here? You're so young!"
Clara was clearly being affected by the ravishing woman's proximity to her. Chloe's perfume was getting to her now. She began to tell her how she'd stumbled into teaching after doing a bunch of odd jobs.
"Were you ever an actress?" Chloe asked twirling her hair.
"Why do you ask?" Clara said, averting her eyes.
"Does Randy Candy ring a bell, sweetie?", Chloe asked gently. Clara's eyes widened and a terrified look came over her. She looked like she was going to cry.
