Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Bedding The Babysitter: Ep25

After I left, I was instantly face to face with Karen so I screeched to a stop as she said, "Miss Morgan was so into you."

I blushed and agreed, "She did seem to be checking me out."

"Checking you out? She wanted to have you for supper," Karen amplified.

"Well that may be overboard," I said.

"We may just have to get you to seduce her," Karen speculated as we headed for the gym. Other cheerleaders quickly joined us, so this conversation would have to wait. The next two hours were insane. I'd never put a second of thought into what cheerleaders do. I had never considered them athletes or skilled, but after doing a single practice with them, my whole respect for them skyrocketed.

My whole body ached fifteen minutes in, and that was just from the stretching. Miss Hopkins the cheerleading coach, was a slave-driver and a complete bitch. She was a perfectly fit, black woman, in her early thirties I would guess, who was pretty much Sue from Glee if you've ever watched it. She yelled, she criticized, and she humiliated all of us. Sweat was pouring off my whole body by the time the workout was done. The last hour was cheer after cheer and dance move after dance move with hardly a chance to catch your breath between each one. I learned I had no memory for the cheers, but I caught on to the dances pretty quickly. When practice ended, I was pleasantly surprised to receive what I guess passes as a compliment in Miss Hopkins' world as she told me, "Hey Jenny, you don't suck as much as I'd assumed you would."

"Um thanks," I responded, but she'd already begun walking away, so I found myself talking to her back, which didn't look very approving, so oh well. I showered and changed and was then asked by Sabrina to give her a neck massage, which she criticized the whole time. I wasn't massaging hard enough, but then I was massaging too hard. I couldn't ever get it just right for her and I wondered if she was just making stuff up so I'd feel bad. She finally got up and said to me in a condescending tone, "Thanks, I guess, but you'll never be a real cheerleader." She then walked away.

On the drive home Karen reassured me, "Sabrina will come around. She isn't one to accept change or any threat to her power. And she sees you as a threat."

"Threat? Me? Why?" I asked, stunned.

"Can't you see? You're a diamond in the rough, honey." "What?"

"You're smart, cute, sexy, sweet, and the head cheerleader captain (me) has taken an obvious liking to you," she said, her right hand dropping to my leg. "In other words, she feels like you could replace her." She then paused as she moved her hand up my leg and under my skirt. "And she should be worried, because she's right: I hate that bitch."

I gave a soft moan as her finger touched my pussy over my underwear as she drove. As she reached my house she said, "So I think we'll test a theory tomorrow."

"What theory?" I asked.

she blurted out, her

"How so?" I moaned.

see what she does, but I will. Then afterwards I'll tell you about her reactions,"

said, "Mistress, please stop before

"So?" she teased.

Megan said we

her finger putting pressure on

can't ever lie to her," I whimpered, "and I

car, and then she asked, "What are you going to write your poem about?" "Miss Morgan

off!" Karen said, shocked, it appeared in a good

enjoyment. The next chapter

but I have no idea what

this is

"How so?" I asked.

come out to

"What?" I said horrified.

this

asked

just for you to fuck her," Karen

to fuck Miss

you want to?" she asked

would love to pleasure Miss Morgan, so I answered shyly, "Well...

and shy.

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