Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

White Slut's Club: Ep8

I thought his tone odd and his words odder... how could a bar change your life... but before the conversation could continue, the bell rang and Allison sighed, "Back to changing some little lives."

"One student at a time," Jake added.

"We can each make a difference," I finished, those the three generic statements our principal invariably used to finish our staff meetings.

We all laughed, and soon I was trying to focus on students, realizing I had now drunk and eaten two loads of a co-worker's cum and openly hinted I'd like to suck his cock. Which I definitely wanted to do... but had no intention of doing (I think)... although it was getting more and more difficult to resist the temptation.

The afternoon flew by as most days do, and I was packing up to go and meet Mom when I heard her voice in the hallway.

I walked out of my classroom and saw she was chatting with Jake. 'Shit mom, what are you doing?' I thought to myself.

I walked over to them and said, "I see you've met my mother."

"I see where you get your beauty and confidence," Jake returned, all Mr. Suave.

"When you told me about Jake you never said how sweet he was," Mom said, her tone flirty, even as she squeezed his arm. "Mother!" I gasped.

"You've been talking about me with your mother," Jake revealed with a smile.

"I talk about everything with my mother," I answered, before adding, glaring at her, "but that may soon change."

"I was just chatting with one of your colleagues while I waited for you," she said.

"I thought I was meeting you at Gwen's," I said.

She shrugged, "I figured it's your fortieth and you may end up having a few cocktails and getting wild, so I thought I'd drive you. I sure don't want you drinking and driving."

"I doubt I'm going to get very wild," I retorted.

"Never know," Mom crooned, all sing songy, which was weird.

profusely for my mother,"

exclaimed, playing dramatically wounded as she

sweetheart,"

you are chocolate perfection," Mom said in a Betty Boop

exclaim.

defended herself, as I grabbed

closed the door and said, "I can't believe you

why you're all flustered about him," Mom said, ignoring

wasn't going to mention the cum coffee and donut treats he'd brought me today... nor the stockings... which I just now realized he hadn't said anything about. "Go

my God, Mom," I objected.

question is what should be getting into

"Mom, I'm married."

insensitive ass," Mom

sent me lunch," I weakly

husband of the year," Mom retorted

I sighed, "We're going to be

"I'm just trying to look out for my

two loads of cum today, "Trust me, you're

to Gwen's, the most elite spa in the city where

Mom, who'd also gotten the full service deal, said, "You

was too bad Jake couldn't see

in at the Four Corners Bistro for seven," Mom

the most expensive and

best for my

I said, enjoying

drove us to the restaurant and once seated, we started drinking wine. We ordered food, including oysters for an appetizer,

to be playful, "I'm lucky Jake isn't here. A few of

you'd be ready to fuck a big dicked black

before sucking him," I smirked, feeling much less uptight, as I downed an oyster and a second

without