Hot For Teacher
Anonymous
Publisher: Boruma Publishing
Summary
Brian's harem keeps growing! First it was his daughter, Shawna. Then Shawna's best friend Ariel. But when Shawna's hot teacher finds out the secret, she decides to rescue the girls from Brian's control! But the girls don't want to be rescued. Can they convince bi-curious Miss Pratt that it's the more the merrier? They're "Hot For Teacher!" ~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~ "Shawna." Ariel gave her friend a dig in the ribs with her elbow. "You're embarrassing Miss Pratt." "Call me Heather," I said with a sigh. "If I'm not your teacher anymore, there's no need to act like it." "And I don't think I'm embarrassing her," Shawna chirped. "I think she's horny! Look at her nips! You can see them right through her blouse. And they're all hard and poky!" I looked down, shocked by the way my own body was betraying me. But it was true. A pair of indentations were tenting the cloth of my worn-out blouse. In my hurry, I hadn't bothered to put on a bra before rushing over to Shawna's house. "It's the air-conditioning," I stammered, hoping my blush wasn't too obvious. "Really?" A strange smile curled Ariel's lips. "Are you sure?" She leaned back into the cushions of the couch, her eyes assessing me with almost frightening thoroughness. "You know, Heather." Her voice caressed my name, and I shivered. "We always talked about you at school. And in the locker room." Shawna gave her a sharp glance, but she went on remorselessly. "No one could figure you out. The gorgeous science teacher who didn't seem to have any sort of social life. Every time someone asked you about a boyfriend, you closed up like a clam." A wicked smile curled her lips, and I recalled some of the rumors about her. About how she was openly bisexual. Hell, not just openly, but blatantly. I shifted in the chair, hoping that my sudden interest wasn't too obvious. "It's no big deal," I shrugged. And how had we moved from Shawna's relationship with her father to me? "I just haven't ever found a guy I wanted to settle down with." "A guy?" Ariel asked, her voice low and teasing. "Or a girl?" "Either, I guess," I said absently, and then bit my lip as my secret spilled out into the open air. "Oh, hell," I moaned. "Three years at this school and now it's out." I glared at the two teenagers. "I'm bi, okay? I like men and women." "That's all right," Shawna said artlessly. Her hand caressed Ariel's thigh. "I don't know how many times I've gone down on Ari. Or how many times she's eaten me out. We're not going to go all Old Testament on you." Her eyes locked with mine, frankly curious. "You know, I've never been with an older woman before," she mused. "Ariel, either. And you would not believe how long it's been since I've been laid." "Something less than forty-eight hours, I think," Ariel offered, then snickered as Shawna threatened her with a tiny fist. "I think," the dark-haired young woman said, "that Miss...Heather needs something to take her mind off all the nasty, dirty, sexy, wonderful things Daddy does to me almost every night." She glanced at her friend. Their eyes caught and kindled. As one, they stood and walked over to my chair. I shivered, caught by the hungry look in their eyes. "What are you doing?" I quavered. "This."