Michael Scott - Sex teacher

The bedroom was actually quite large and comfortable, with a double bed and a desk. Cathy looked around quickly, then nodded to herself, congratulating herself on her luck. Fifty dollars a month was incredibly cheap for a more than just decent place like this… and there was something rather warm and sympathetic about this Ms. Sutherland, in spite of her drab, dowdy appearance and reserved manner.

"Oh, I really like it!" Cathy said eagerly. "Who else lives here? It's such a big house!"

"A very nice boy named Derek, also from the college," Angela explained. "He's out right now, but I'm sure you'll like him." A vivid mental image of Derek on top of Cathy, fucking her with mindless abandon, flashed though Angela's consciousness, and she had to fight down her urge to shiver with lust.

"There'll be just the three of us, Cathy," she said to cover up her twinge of horniness, "and from now on you must call me just Angela… come on, I'll show you the rest of the house and get you your keys."

She led Cathy immediately to the bathroom down the corridor, turning to the girl with a hot, rising excitement she found increasingly difficult to suppress.

"What a lovely bathroom!" Cathy exclaimed. "I can't wait to take a long, hot soak in that huge tub."

You can't wait? Hell! I'm the one who can't wait! Angela thought. Her flesh felt inflamed with a reckless, depraved anticipation. Quickly, she handed Cathy a big clean towel, and started running water into the bathtub.

"Why wait?" she asked, with a sultry laugh. "You go to your room and get undressed and put that towel on," she told the girl firmly. "Then we'll have a nice long get-acquainted chat while you soak in the tub for as long as you like – all right, dear?"

Cathy nodded, flashing the older woman a warm, grateful smile. The girl wasn't at all used to being addressed by other women with such affectionate terms as dear or darling, or being the recipient of any warmth or kindness, but she liked the way it felt now.

She had become so withdrawn and on guard after years of suppressing her lesbian desires that she immediately felt completely relaxed and trusting toward Angela, who was so different from the boy-crazy girls back in the dorm.

Like her new landlady, Cathy, too, was starved, although she didn't realize it – not for sex, at her tender age and with her complete lack of interest in men to inhibit her; but starved for simple love and affection. The hotly aroused teacher had sensed this need in the girl at once and was ready to take full advantage of it. A little quasi-maternal affection, a lot of sympathy, and she could be happily sucking off the sexy little blonde's cunt every night.

As long as Angela didn't go berserk with lust and give in to her violent urges on the spur of the moment, she could make Cathy her next sexual conquest. Remembering how recklessly she'd all but raped the massively hung football player, Jeff, in her office the night before, Angela told herself to exercise much more caution now, because more was at stake. She didn't want a prize like Cathy to get away from her.

The bath was still filling when Cathy returned – wrapped in the towel. She felt no self-consciousness as she took off the towel and stepped into the water. Not a single thought connected with sex crossed her mind in the presence of her new landlady, who leaned over the edge of the tub to toss in some bubble bath and a capful of skin-softening oil.

"Is it too hot for you?" Angela asked hoarsely. It took a fierce effort of will power for her to resist clutching the naked girl's breasts in her greedy fingers and sucking on them with ravenous lips.

Cathy's body, unclothed, was even more desirable than she had expected it to be… skin like satin, each pert budding tit crowned by a strawberry-shaped nipple, sleek and kissable thighs, a nest of golden pussy fur, her cunt itself seeming no more than a pink, glistening slash.

Looking at it made Angela's mouth water with lust. She wanted to kneel down in a servile posture and suck and lick at the lips of that young cunt for minutes on end before finally plunging her tongue deep into the scarlet slit between them and fucking it with her tongue while her lips searched out and sucked on the girl's clit…!

"Oh, no, the water's just right," Cathy said, sighing with pleasure as she lay back in the tub, feeling almost like an escaped convict who had eluded capture and found a temporary, but secure, refuge and could relax at last. She felt sop grateful to the dark-haired woman – almost tempted to confide in her, blurt out the truth about herself.

"Just let me get my cigarettes, and then we'll have nice long girl-to-girl talk, honey," Angela said.

Trembling with excitement, she went into her own room and stripped naked, pulling on a silk robe. She grabbed her cigarettes and lighter, trying to ignore the stinging fever in her blood that made her want to rip off the robe again and start masturbating to relieve the pressure in her pussy.

She tried to suppress the lewd urge to risk everything by getting right into the tub with Cathy and attacking her at once, passionately frenching and fingerfucking her in the hot, foamy water.

Easy does it! she cautioned herself as she returned to the bathroom. This wasn't a hung, horny young jock, but a sensitive young girl, innocent about sex in general, she suspected, and certainly about lesbianism. She had to be seduced – not raped or crudely propositioned.

"That water looks so inviting, I think I'll take a bath when you're done," she said, smiling disarmingly as she casually locked the bathroom door behind her. "I don't have any classes to teach today, so I'm just going to spend a quiet, relaxing afternoon here at home and maybe get some work done around the house. We can get to know each other – all right, darling?"

Cathy yawned luxuriantly, stretching her wet naked body sensuously in the warm water. "That suits me just fine, Ms. Sutherland – I mean, Angela. God, you don't know how lucky you are to have a bathtub like this… at the dorm, all we have are showers."

"It must get crowded," Angela said quickly, lighting a cigarette and sitting on the big wicker laundry hamper, crossing her long legs in a way that made her robe slide open, exposing her creamy upper thighs. "I'm glad you decided to take the room, Cathy. The only thing is," she added, sucking on Cathy's ripe, hard nipples in her imagination as she spoke, "I'm afraid you'll miss your friends on campus – in the dorm."

"I don't really have that many friends here at school," Cathy blurted out.

Angela caught the bitterness in the girl's tone of voice. "Here – let me soap up your back for you, Cathy," she breathed, kneeling beside the tub and letting the front of her robe fall open far enough to show Cathy that she wore no brassiere under the loosely clinging silk fabric.

"I'm surprised to hear you say that… that an attractive girl like you hasn't made a lot of friends," she went on. Her trembling fingers slid around to the blonde's breasts, and she began lathering them casually as she spoke: "Feel good?"

"Mmm! Just fantastic." Cathy sighed in innocent pleasure, closing her eyes.

Ha! If she thinks that feels good, just wait until she feels my mouth on her tits and her clit, my fingers going in and out of her cunt…! Angela told herself with rapidly building lust.

"Maybe the other girls in the dorm resent you because you get all the dates, Cathy," she teased. "A lot of guys must be attracted to you, I'm sure. Do you have a steady boyfriend? If you do, you can invite him over here any time you want, you know. He can even spend the night in your room. I think I'm fairly liberal-minded about such things. I know that a young woman like you needs her privacy, has a right to her sex life."

The college student stared into the older woman's eyes. Cathy could have simply made a noncommittal answer and let Angela go on thinking that she led a normal social life, with lots of dates; but suddenly, for some reason, a powerful urge to blurt out everything, just or the relief of getting it out of her system, not only hit her, but became overwhelming in its intensity.