Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Bedding The Babysitter: Ep33

THURSDAY FEBRUARY 6th: An aggressive approach to Miss Morgan

Routine had settled into my exciting new life. I dressed in my usual outfit, today with black thigh highs, Karen picked me up, we got to school, people checked me out and my pussy was constantly on fire just like it always was these days. As Karen had predicted, thigh high stockings had become the new rave and at least fifty girls plus the cheerleaders were wearing them today. I smiled as I realized I was either to blame or to be given credit for such a sexy new trend. The day was normal, well my new normal, until after lunch. Sally and Eleanor were in class and both girls were wearing minis with thigh high stockings. Seeing the two shyest girls in school (last week we had been the three shyest girls in school), seeing them dressed so provocatively was both baffling and a turn-on. I complimented them on their outfits and they both blushed like the schoolgirl virgins they were. Near the end of class I told her, "Sally, you're very pretty and you have that gorgeous long hair. Yet you wear it in a very unattractive bun every day. Tomorrow you should let it down."

Sally was surprised, "You think so?"

I purred, flirting with her just a tad, "I know so, gorgeous."

Sally blushed as I next looked over at Eleanor and said, "And you, Eleanor: you're pretty too. You need to wear some make-up, especially some bright lipstick to showcase your luscious lips."

She replied, embarrassed by the compliment, "My Mom won't let me wear any."

I wasn't fazed; "No problem. Be here by 8:30 tomorrow and I'll give you a makeover."

"OK, thanks," Eleanor said with a mix of excitement and nervousness.

The bell rang so I said, "See you tomorrow, hotties."

I left and headed to meet Karen. She grabbed my arm and told me, "Today I plan to have some fun."

her a sceptical and nervous look as

for the bathroom," she explained, "You need to wait a minute and ask

white as I realized what she had in

classroom before I could really respond,

at first, Miss Morgan started class by giving a fairly long lecture and Karen is way too nice to interrupt a teacher while she's teaching. I was just starting to relax when with twenty minutes left, Miss Morgan gave us some time to begin a reflection she was assigning. The topic was simplistic, 'What key moment in time

desk, Karen raised her hand

nearby bathroom. A stall was open and I joined Karen in

mirror, it wasn't too obvious I thought, and began to leave just as two other girls entered the bathroom

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my project. When I looked up a few minutes later, Miss Morgan was looking at me. I smiled at her and then resumed my work. As I continued, Karen

and I pondered how to satisfy this demand. I waited for the bell to ring and then put my

Morgan asked, "What

would like you to ask you about my

asked as she stood up

at my essay's rough copy, the two paragraphs I had finished so far, and requested, "Can you please read this and give

I waited patiently, the distinct smell of Karen's cunt wafting off my face. I don't know if she knew what the smell was, but she

I asked innocently, making sure my knee was

persona as disinterested mentor rather than the role I was thrusting on her of emotionally vulnerable confidant. "But you don't have a topic sentence in your second paragraph and you need some elaboration to illustrate