I wanted to call her, but really had no idea what to say.
How do you attempt to have a normal conversation the day after such a night of naughty and yet romantic sex?
Bedding the Babysitter 4 Brief Summary: Jenny attempts to fulfill an order from one of her two Mistresses, when she meets with her unknowing teacher to finish a seduction she had slowly been doing all week (a brief sub-plot in Bedding the Babysitter 3).
Note 1: I recommend you read parts 1-3 to know the complete story of Jenny from shy, nervous in the closet lesbian to submissive, sexy cheerleader and seductress.
I ordered my drink and bought one for Miss Morgan as well, and sat down at an open booth where I could see Miss Morgan when she arrived, if she arrived. And at Miss Morgan, dressed in a pretty, but conservative, blue dress and black pantyhose walked in the door.
She surveyed the room and stopped, face aghast, when she saw me.
That said, you only need to read part 3 to learn the set-up of her seduction of her teacher that she completes in this chapter.
Note 2: A special thanks to all who have e-mailed me about Jenny and requested I continue the story.
“Ok Jenny, I did say that, but it was role play and I had no idea I was talking to an actual student.” My foot moved to within an inch of her pussy. "I, um, we can't, we just can't." To my surprise, she stood up and apologized, "Sorry, Jenny, I just can't do this." Before I could respond, Miss Morgan hastily made her retreat.
But mostly, although I wouldn't label it love, or lust either, my feelings for Ashley were different from anything I had ever felt before.
I mean, I had greatly enjoyed my newfound submissiveness and all that followed, but my time with Ashley was different.
Finally, in a whisper so soft I could barely make out her words, “I can’t believe it is you, Jenny.” “Did you have no idea? “No, although based on the past week, I guess it makes sense,” she said, still dazed. ” I explained, “This may be hard to believe, but I found a Mistress and she opened up a whole new world to me.” Miss Morgan still looked completely out of her comfort zone. She took a nervous sip of her coffee, “Who is your Mistress?
” I smiled, I was pretty sure I had her, “Well my main Mistress is a neighbour of mine, Mistress Megan.” I paused, making sure she was listening when I announced my other Mistress.Instead, she asked, already wavering, “But what if someone finds out? I asked, confident I was right, “When you were chatting with me the other day you said you couldn’t stop thinking of a certain student. ” “Yes,” Miss Morgan answered, not making eye contact with me.