Lucy Smith was a 19 year old senior in highschool. She was pretty and had a nice figure. She could win a swimsuit competition if she ever wore one. She hid her good looks behind loose fitting clothes and a pair of thick plastic framed glasses. She never wore makeup and her brown hair was almost always in a ponytail.
Her parents would tell her all the time that she might have better luck getting a boyfriend if she would put a little more effort with her wardrobe. It annoyed her when they said things like that. She was happy with the way she dressed. She liked not having to spend hours on hair and makeup and which blouse goes best with which skirt. Her style was simple and unassuming.
Her parents, especially her dad, would constantly make inappropriate comments about her looks. Her father would always wolf whistle and say "lookin' good, sexy" if she ever happened to leave her room in her night clothes which was usually just a small, tight T-shirt and a pair of cotton panties.
It would upset her when her dad said these things, but she would blush and quickly scuttle into the bathroom, or back into her bedroom trying to avoid anyone seeing her get so flustered.
Her mom would usually say something about how pretty and smooth her legs were, or how her top really accentuated her chest. She always said it with a bit of a shy smile and wouldn't make eye contact when she said it.
She had been able to get showered and dressed for school without either of her parents saying anything about her clothes or lack of makeup.
She was sitting in her car in the student parking lot watching as the kids all made their way into the building. She was scanning for Tammy, her best friend since 3rd grade. They always walked in together since they had the same class for first period.
It was getting closer to the sound of the morning bell and she still hadn't seen Tammy and was about to head in when she happened to glance over towards the faculty parking lot and saw Tammy getting out of the passenger side of a small black Toyota Prius.
"That's odd" Lucy thought as she watched her friend lean back into the car as if to get something. Before she walked away from the car she quickly glanced around to make sure nobody was watching.
A few seconds after she walked away from the car the driver, Mrs. Clancy, got out and straightened her long skirt back down. It had seemed to have ridden all the way up above her knees. Lucy thought it probably made it easier to drive that way and thought nothing more of it.
Lucy had been noticing new things about her friend Tammy over the past few months. She started wearing new clothes and wearing lipstick. She would make some effort with her hair and started wearing contacts. Lucy never said anything to her friend, mostly because she didn't think much of it. Tammy can dress however she wanted.
She wasn't sure what to make of the feelings she would get when she saw Tammy in a new, somewhat skimpy outfit. Lucy found herself taking long looks at her friend's long smooth legs and the way her tops accentuated her tits. She was starting to sound like her dad...and he was right. The right clothes can make a world of difference.
As she sat in her car she followed Tammy with her eyes, taking in the beauty that was her childhood best friend.
Lucy wasn't overly concerned with her own sexuality. She only recently started giving it more thought. One thing she did know was that she liked what she liked, and right now what she liked was watching Tammy's ass bouncing and swaying with every step she took.
She was startled out of her thoughts about Tammy's tight ass on the 3rd ring of the first bell. She quickly got out her car, grabbed her bad and headed for class.
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It was the last class of the day and Lucy was sitting next to Tammy in the front of the classroom. She wasn't paying attention to Mrs. Clancy as she was going over the homework due the following Monday.
She was once again lost in her thoughts which were currently focused on Mrs. Clancy and the way her legs looked as she got out of the car that morning.
Once again she was interrupted by the final bell of the day. Tammy said she needed to talk to Mrs. Clancy about the assignment and would meet her at the car. 20 minutes later they were backing out of the parking spot.
Lucy couldn't help but notice that Tammy's lipstick was slightly smudged, but she didn't think too much of it. She did make something of the 2 opened top buttons on her blouse. They weren't like that when Lucy had left the class.
Lucy did manage to ask Tammy about seeing her getting out of Mrs. Clancy's car that morning. To which the response was something about her house being on the way and Mrs. Clancy was a close friend of Tammy's mom. This seemed to satisfy Lucy's curiosity knowing that Mrs. Clancy was in fact good friends with her friends mother.
When Lucy got home her mother was in the kitchen making preparations for dinner. When she heard the front door close Leana Carpenter said "Hey Luce, your getting home late. What took you so long?"
It took some effort to not let her jaw hit the floor when she turned around because when she did turn and caught sight of her young daughter standing there in an outfit that blended cute with sexy perfectly.
Her hair was down, her checks had a light dusting of makeup and her lips were a subdued shade of red. She wore a tight white blouse with the top 2 buttons undone, a black pleated skirt that stopped just above the knee and a pair of white knee high socks.
Leana's heart skipped just a little at the sight. "Wow Luce, looking sexy." She said as she stood the absorbing every inch of her beautiful daughter.
Instead of bashfully avoiding eye contact and rushing to her bedroom, Lucy looked straight into her mother's eyes and with still a little awkwardness she said "thanks mom, you're not so bad yourself" which made them both giggle.
Lucy had stayed at Tammy's house for a while after school getting her makeover. She was nervous to head out into the world in this "cosplay" but the longer she wore it, the better she felt about it. She was starting to understand what her parents had been talking about. Looking sexy helped her feel sexy and feeling sexy was giving her more confidence. For some reason she wasn't sure of Lucy was excited for what her father's reaction would be seeing her dressed like this.
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Leana Carpenter was a lovely woman who spent most of her day taking care of her beautiful home. Her husband had a great job and she hadn't had to work in over 10 years. As most housewives do, she got bored. She tried for years to fill the boredom with hobbies that she eventually got tired of.
One thing that she had been able to keep up with was her exercise. She used to be a bit pudgy. Soft around the edges until she started going to the gym. She'd lost 30 lbs and was looking better than most women 10 years younger. The best part was that her ass got tighter, but kept most of its volume. She had an ass to be envied and she knew it.
She took her love of exercise outside the gym and would try to get in some cardio whenever she could. She would sometimes walk down to the corner store for a few snacks and maybe a cheap bottle of wine. She would jog up steps...and she would fuck as often as she could.
Leana was completely and totally in love with her husband, Robert, but she also had an insatiable appetite for sex. It wasn't until after she started loosing the weight that she began to entertain the idea of fantasizing about fucking other people. She never did anything about it, but she would spend hours putting together scenes for the raunchiest pornos that involved her and whoever was attractive to her. Men or women, it didn't matter to Leana. It was all exciting fodder for her mid day masturbation sessions.
One day, not too long ago, she was approached by a man at the gym. He'd flirted with her for a few minutes and then gave her his phone number. Even after she told him she was married he still insisted that she hold onto it, just in case she changed her mind.
She told herself she only kept the number because it gave her a thrill and she would certainly masturbate about it.
A similar thing happened when she was at the bookstore looking for a gift for her friend Megan. An employee who she'd seen many times before left the receipt between the pages of the book and with a slight wink and a smile said "have a great day! Hope to see you again real soon."
When Leana got home she took a look at the receipt and found a little note that read "It always brightens my day to see you. Give me a call sometime and maybe we can get some coffee...or something" this was punctuated with a little hand drawn smiley face with hearts for eyes.
What a bold woman she thought as she reread the note. That afternoon she killed herself to a good climax and then called the woman she was fantasizing about. After an awkward start to the conversation she ended it by saying "ai would love to grab some coffee with you." They made plans for the following morning.
Her coffee date with the bookstore clerk went well. They had a lot in common and almost the same amount of free time. It only took a couple of weeks of meeting and flirting until one day Leana was sitting at the family's dining table, legs spread wide with the pretty woman's head buried in her crotch.
They started fucking almost every day whenever and wherever they could. The back office of the book store was Leana's second favorite place to fuck just behind her number one location... Lucy's bed.
