"I could never live without one," Crystal said as they sat down.
For the next fifteen minutes they chatted about how teaching had changed over the years, Pam shocked to learn that college was being dumbed down almost as much as the K-12 schools.
Both done with their drinks, Crystal went inside, poured each of them a double and returned. "Bottoms up to new friends."
"Agreed," Pam said, accepting the drink, clinking glasses, and then taking a big swallow, realizing this was another strong drink... at this rate she'd be drunk in fifteen minutes.
Crystal sat back down and asked, "Want to go for a dip?"
"I'd love to, but I don't have a suit," Pam said, the water looking inviting.
"I have one for you," Crystal said standing up.
Pam looked at Crystal's big breasts, as well as her stereotypical big black booty (so much more attractive than her own flat ass, although her husband said he loved her ass... especially when his five-inch cock was deep inside of it. Truth was, few would believe Pam was a kinky slut in the bedroom, who after a couple drinks became an eager ass slut, or that she loved swallowing cum or taking a warm load on her face, or that her biggest fantasy was getting fucked by a BBC... a current fantasy and one her husband had been encouraging for some time), and pointed out the obvious, "We aren't exactly the same body type."
Crystal laughed, cupping her tits, "Yeah, these things are a pain in the ass."
Pam, not even sure why she said it, quipped with a playful smile, "I imagine they're a lot of things, but a pain in the ass isn't one of them."
"You little minx," Crystal accused jovially, mockingly shocked, thinking this may be even easier than she'd thought. "Appearances are indeed deceiving."
Pam stammered, blushing instantly, "I-I-I didn't mean that," even though that was exactly what she'd meant.
Crystal shrugged, "I'm certainly in no position to judge you for such a trifle. I have a lot of dirty little secrets of my own,"
like my daughter being my lesbian pet
... even though she'd seen her submissive daughter's dominant side awakening of late as she brought home white girl after white girl (well plus a couple Asians, a Pilipino and a cute Latina) in the past few weeks. And another secret was that her entire reason for inviting this cute teacher over was to turn her so she could advance her lead in a week-long lesbian turning competition to get her four best friends' daughters (who'd been off limits since everyone in the group had turned their daughters) to serve as her personal pets for a weekend.
"I can't believe I just said that," Pam said, shaking her head. She'd only had a drink and a third (well maybe two and a half, since these were definitely doubles) so she couldn't really blame being tipsy for her rather brazen words. When drunk enough (which wasn't very), she got quite vocal, liberally using the word 'cunt', which she would never utter at any other time (nor would she want anyone but her husband to know of her secret slut persona) and begging for her ass to be pounded by a big black cock. Her husband had even bought a black extension for his cock that made it seven inches long and a bit thicker. Truth was, she wanted still bigger, and although they were still just in talking mode, she hoped one day soon to have a real BBC, hopefully nine inches or longer plowing through her white cunt.
"I think it's really hot that you take it in the backdoor," Crystal said bluntly with a wicked smile, wanting to keep the sexual conversation going, knowing that the sweet teacher's libido was already revving up... evidenced by her honest sexual admission as well as her red cheeks.
"I think I need another drink," Pam said, shaking her head with embarrassment as she downed the rest of the one she already had.
Crystal walked over to Pam, pulled her up and said, "I'll get you one while you change."
"Into what?"
"My daughter's bikini," Crystal said, "you two have similar body types."
"Kassandra's?" Pam asked, thinking it would be very weird to be wearing an ex-student's bikini.
"Yep," Crystal said, again taking the teacher's hand and leading her into the house. Again making physical contact. Again in control.
Pam followed, feeling a little tipsy and oddly, a little horny.
Crystal led the teacher into her daughter's room and went to her daughter's dresser. She opened a drawer and got her own surprise... a strap-on in clear view atop her bikinis. Crystal gasped, rather dramatically (she was a bit surprised, but not shocked... she was her mother's daughter after all, and Crystal had fucked her many times with one of her own half a dozen strap-ons), "Oh my God!"
"What?" Pam asked.
"I can't even say it," Crystal said, trying to win an Oscar for best actress portraying dismayed and embarrassed as she pulled out the six-inch strap-on.
"Oh my!" Pam said, as she spied the sexual contraption dangling from Crystal's hand.
"I had a hunch she liked girls," Crystal said, continuing her dramatic acting performance, "but this is a little surprising. She's certainly not in the third grade anymore!"
"Well at least she won't get pregnant," Pam joked, trying to lighten the sudden awkwardness.
"True enough," Pam laughed, as she dropped the harness and cock back in the drawer and grabbed a handful of bikinis. She tossed them on the bed and said, "Choose any one you like."
"You sure this is okay?" Pam said, looking at pictures on the wall of Kassandra and her friends, now barely recognizable.
"Yeah, she wouldn't mind," Crystal said, thinking,
Actually, she'd likely find a way of getting you out of it.
"Okay," Pam said with trepidation.
"I'll be back in a minute," Crystal said. "I'll go put mine on."
"Okay," Pam said, as Crystal left and closed the door.
This is so weird
, Pam thought to herself as she began getting undressed, feeling a strange rush of adrenaline as she did.
Crystal quickly got out of her clothes and into her bikini, excited about the turn about to transpire. She went downstairs, poured two more drinks, and waited.
Pam admired herself in the mirror, flattered she could fit into a teenager's bikini. She headed downstairs and asked, feeling comfortable and playful, "Is my drink ready?"
"It is," Crystal smiled, knowing she wasn't far away from adding onto her lead. Crystal added, knowing the power of compliments to enhance or trigger the natural inner submission of a woman, "you look pretty hot in my daughter's bikini."
"Thanks," Pam said, spinning around and posing playfully.
Crystal handed Pam her drink, took her hand and led her back outside and directly into the pool.
Pam followed, enjoying the sensation of stepping down into the surprisingly warm water.
Crystal said, "We heat it because I hate the cold."
"You live in the wrong city then," Pam joked, not even noticing Crystal was still holding her hand.
"Tell me about it," Crystal laughed, having lived most of her life in Savannah, Georgia. She'd felt like she was going to
die
the first winter she spent in Massachusetts.
"I could spend the entire day in here," Pam said, enjoying the warm water as she sipped on her drink.
"I won't kick you out," Crystal said, still holding her prey's hand.
"Be careful what you promise," Pam smiled, "I may
never
leave."
"Well, you
are
going to be staying for dinner," Crystal smiled back, standing right in front of her innocent prey. the innuendo oblivious to her.
"Sure," Pam agreed, not knowing what she was agreeing to.
"I have a delicious home-made dinner that's almost ready for consumption," Crystal announced, enjoying the bluntness that wasn't being caught.
"Sounds delicious," Pam said, realizing she
was
getting hungry... and tipsier.
"It's literally life-changing," Crystal said as she downed her drink, tossed the glass onto the grass and used her now free hand to reach under the water, and in one smooth move she tugged at the string of Pam's bikini bottom, pulled it off and tossed it carelessly into the water.
"W-w-what are you doing?" Pam stammered.
Crystal answered, not with words but her lips, as she leaned into the stunned but clearly horny woman.
Pam was paralyzed.
Paralyzed by shock.
An ex-student's mother had just stolen her bikini bottom.
An ex-student's mother was now kissing her.
An ex-student's mother next broke the kiss and whispered, "Relax, Pam; I know exactly what you need."
