“Not even in gym?” Gloria asked.
“I haven’t taken gym since my freshman year, the last year we had to,” Mary explained. “I’ve taken an all-academic work load every year since.”
“That’s admirable,” Gloria nodded, as she walked up to the nervous teen. “Then how do you keep your body in such great shape? I mean, you don’t have an inch of fat on you.”
Mary was surprised when Mrs. Taylor’s hands moved to her waist. She was also surprised by how warm her hands were.
Gloria grabbed the teen’s wrists and moved them to the sides of her breasts as she crooned, “Oh my, your nipples are rock hard.”
Mary looked down at her breasts and saw Mrs. Taylor was indeed right; they were even harder than she’d thought. Shyness and guilt coursed through her. She justified defensively, “It’s chilly in here.”
“Yes, we should get you some clothing,” Gloria nodded, as she took the dazed teen by the hand and led her to her bedroom.
Once inside, Gloria offered, “Can you give me a moment? You caught me in the middle of something.”
On the bed was her laptop with a porn video playing that her prey couldn’t see, but could definitely hear, and her magic wand was lying on the bed, as was her vibrator… she often used both to get the most intense orgasms.
Mary nodded, “Sure, Mrs. Taylor.”
“You’re a sweetheart,” Gloria smiled, as she dropped the robe, suddenly completely naked, except for a pair of wet panties which she quickly tugged down and tossed into the laundry hamper.
Mary was stunned. Mrs. Taylor was naked in front of her! Adding to her confusion was the audio coming from her computer… it sounded unmistakably like sex.
Mary wasn’t a complete prude… she knew that some people had sex… had even heard her parents ‘doing it’ once… and had experienced the misfortune on occasion of hearing boys and girls talking crudely about sex.
But she was a virgin and planned to stay that way until she met the man she was going to marry… most likely in the distant future after she finished college.
Physical love was a union between a man and a woman and was described in the Bible only as ‘knowing’ each other. Or sometimes as ‘lying together’. But she thought that was probably fair enough; it wasn’t intended to be an instruction manual.
Gloria went to her dresser drawer, pulled out a thong, thigh highs and a garter belt, her seduction going exactly as planned.
She put the garter on, and then sat on the bed and rolled a stocking up her leg.
Mary was confused about what kind of pantyhose those were. She wore the regular kind every day, as both her parents told her they were what proper classy ladies wore, pointing to Princess Kate.
Mary also could hear what sounded like two women on the computer. One was moaning, “Oh yes, you little slut, eat my cunt.” Mary’s eyes went big at the inappropriate talk, especially the use of the forbidden ‘c’ word.
Gloria donned the second stocking and then stood up. She feigned having problems hooking the garter to the stockings and sighed, “Darn it, stupid arthritis. Mary, could you be a dear and hook this up for me?”