Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Bedding The Babysitter: Ep42

SUNDAY FEBRUARY 9th: Impossible Mission Completed

As I had promised, I dressed in my cheerleader outfit and red thigh highs and headed to the Starbucks on Winter Street in Boston, arriving fifteen minutes early. I ordered my drink and bought one for Miss Morgan as well, then sat down at an open booth where I could spy Miss Morgan as soon as she arrived, if she did arrive. I waited nervously for ten minutes, fidgeting at my risky boldness. And at 11:28 Miss Morgan, dressed in a pretty but conservative blue dress and black pantyhose walked timidly in the door. She surveyed the room and froze, face aghast, when she caught sight of my own face, which to tell the truth was as scared as hers. She stood there for a few seconds before gathering her courage and joining me at the booth.

I forced a smile, hoping she wasn't going to hate me, handed her a coffee, and greeted, "Hi, Miss Morgan."

She sat down tentatively and accepted the drink from me, wrapping her hands around the cup to warm them from the frigid air outside. I could tell her mind was reeling, attempting to come to grips with the reality of the situation. I was her own student! Silence lingered between us. I waited for a word or something from her, my heart pounding.

Finally, in a whisper so soft I could barely make out her words she breathed, "I can't believe it's you, Jenny."

"Did you have no idea at all?" I asked cautiously.

"No, although based on our interactions during the past week, I guess it should have made sense," she said, still dazed. "H-h-how did you change so much, so quickly?"

I explained, "This may be hard to believe, but like I wrote in my assignments, I found a Mistress and she opened up a whole new world to me."

Miss Morgan still looked completely out of her comfort zone. I could tell her desire for me was fighting an opposing team of both her conscience and her school reputation. She took a nervous sip of her coffee, "Who is your Mistress?"

I'd been scared she might, "Well, my main Mistress is a next-door neighbour of mine, Mistress Megan." I paused, making sure she would be listening when I told

Pepper," she whispered, putting two

I confirmed, "how did

thinking about the week and how odd you were acting and

Mistress Karen has been giddy all

Morgan gasped, "so

do it, but it's ok, Miss Morgan. Mistress Megan is Karen's Mistress too and she taught us there is one key rule

not medical. "If that's how you feel, Miss Morgan, I will respect that," I responded. "But before you reject me and walk out the door, please keep in mind that even if you do, I will never tell on you and neither will my Mistresses. And if you accept me, I will be your perfect little pet. You already know (I hope) that I always

it away or ask me to stop.

Morgan," I assured her, "Plus we are both consenting adults, free to ravish each other in any and every way imaginable. But because you're a teacher, the important thing is we just do that ravishing where nobody can see and always be subtle in

second gasp and a flush of red heat escaped Miss Morgan's face while she tried

true loyalty to you Miss Morgan, I will crawl under the table and please you right here, right now. Nobody can see me down there and I'll be

she said,

see that, either." She didn't answer as

"Please," she whispered.

"Please what?" I asked.

she forced out, not wanting me to stop on the one hand, but scared