Teacher's Pet Pt. 02

The ladies assured Sabrina they would promise to be gentle.

"Good. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to see to preparations. Please make yourselves at home, and don't forget to change into something more comfortable."

The ladies both giggled.

Meanwhile, Sabrina met with two other ladies. They were twin sisters, Asian to be precise, Lisa and Liana, and just as cute a button. They were obviously mixed, but with what, Sabrina wasn't sure, or with what nationality.

"Now, girls, I need you to be gentle." Sabrina had reminded them.

"We know," they replied in unison. "Don't worry," Lisa had said. "We won't even touch her pussy. I'll touch her left breast..."

"And I'll touch her right breast," Liana said, finishing the statement.

"And that works?" Sabrina asked dubiously.

"I assure you," Lisa said, her rich Asian voice vibrating with lust. "We'll have her calling our name. A girl that young, she'll be able to come from breast play."

Sabrina then said, "Well, if you do well, then you can come for the next leather and latex party. Then you can be a little more rough, shall we say. I know for a fact the girl has not been taken anally."

The girls both giggled. "You have our number," Lisa replied.

* * * *

Pam was feeling sweetly feminine, not to mention soft and silky in all the right places, as she stared at herself in the mirror, wearing a white satin floor-length nightgown with pretty lacy trim, with a slit up to there, allowing her to show some leg if she wanted.

Underneath the nightgown was just Pam. No bikini briefs, no panties of any kind, no nothing.

The salon ladies had spoiled her. First they had her hair drawn up and back in a poofball bun, bangs framing her face, then they did her nails long and french style, just how she liked them if she had been able to get them done on her own. And finally, they had done a Brazilian on her, which as Pam had found out, meant they had removed all her pubic hair.

She jumped sky-high at a knock on the door. "Uhm -- come in!"

The door opened. Sabrina eased into the room. "Look at you!" Sabrina beamed at her, eased up very close and traded a soft kiss. "You look beautiful."

"Thank you," Pam said. "I feel beautiful."

"Well, as I'm sure you have probably figured out by now, this party is going to be a little different. Instead of leather and latex, it's going to be satin and lace."

Pam felt silly, but she could feel relief sweeping her whole body.

Sabrina regarded her with a knowing smile. "Don't get too used to it," she said. "I don't usually have these very often."

"Right." Pam swallowed.

"But you're doing beautifully, if I do say so." Sabrina held up a white satin choker. "Here, let's put this on you for the evening."

"Right." Pam was silent while Sabrina put it around her neck and clasped it. Pam turned around to face Sabrina and said, "Will I be needing a safe word for tonight?"

"No. You won't," Sabrina said, the barest smile playing on her lips. "You might need to repair your lipstick every so often, but you won't need a safe word."

"More kissing?" Pam guessed.

"Yes, more kissing," Sabrina said, the smile widening. "Maybe even with me. One never knows."

Pam giggled. "Maybe with...that woman who was kissing me earlier?"

"Very good," Sabrina said. "That's part of the lesson. But it's almost time for the party to start. I need to make myself presentable."

"Yes, professor," Pam said.

"Be right back."

* * * *

It wasn't until the party was well under way, that Pam looked over to see Sabrina talking to two Asian women, who were obviously twin sisters. And they were beautiful, each having the same straight black hair, coffee-brown eyes and parchment-paper skin, not to mention curves in all the right places.

Holding a champagne flute, Pam stood next to Sabrina, waiting for someone to notice she was standing there.

But Sabrina said to her, "Pamela, darling, I wanted you to meet a couple of friends of mine. This is Lisa and Liana."

"Hi," they both said.

"Hi," Pam said, shaking hands with each sister in turn.

"You're really pretty," Lisa said, sizing her up.

"Oh. Thank you," Pam said softly.

"We've never been with a black girl," Liana said, giving Pam a look that gave her goosebumps.

"Uhm...really?" Pam didn't know what else to say.

"Would you ladies like to have her?" Sabrina asked softly. "You need to be gentle..."

Lisa winked at Pam. "Don't worry. Gentle is my thing. I won't even touch your pussy, not this time, anyway."

Pam shuddered with arousal. "Uhm...okay..."

The two ladies put their drinks on a nearby tray. Then one of them, Pam couldn't tell which, took Pam's drink from her hand and set next to it.

Then, each woman holding her hand, they walked over to the main couch in the middle of the room.

Pam knew that couch well.

It was large enough for her to lay across and stretch out from head to toe and still have room to spread her legs.

"Let's get you into something more comfortable," Lisa said softly.

With a single brush of each shoulder, they pushed the straps of her nightgown down around her arms. All Pam had to do was shrug.

The silky nightgown fell down around Pam's body like water flowing over rocks.

The two women gently laid Pam down across the latex-upholstered cushion. Before her head even rested fully on the surface, Lisa was kissing her like she would never stop, yet taking her time, kissing her for minutes on end before she even put her tongue in Pam's mouth.

In the middle of all that sensuous kissing, Pam discovered something. This was not the woman who was kissing her earlier. Damn.

And neither was the other sister, who soon took her turn. Oh well.

As Lisa took her turn again, this time kissing her neck, Pam could see all the women in the room watching them, some holding their drinks, some openly masturbating while they watched.

Pam was so fully turned on, it wasn't funny. It was actually a pity all these girls would be doing was soft. She was actually in the mood for something more raunchy. But this would definitely do. She liked this soft kind of play.

And then, after a good long while of this sensuous play, each of the women took one of Pam's breasts and began kissing all over, then began to lick and nibble and suck on her nipples.

And they wouldn't stop.

Pretty soon, Pam was halfway to the ceiling. She was even pretty sure she'd had an orgasm, just from breast play.

Every woman in the room clapped and moaned as they watched Pam kissing each woman in their post orgasm bliss.

* * * *

Once the party was over and done with, Sabrina poked her head into Pam's room, to see the girl laying on her side, breathing deeply, indicating she was fast asleep.

The girl had put on a show, with two strange women, both half-Asian, that people at the party would not soon forget, as neither would Sabrina. Even now, the memory of the two Asian women kissing Pam's neck and then bringing her off with nothing more than their mouths on her breasts was wonderful to watch.

Certainly young Pamela herself would never forget.

Poor Ana and Kari never got a chance to sample Pam's delights. But Sabrina thought they got enough of a show to last a while.

Just as she was about turn in, making sure all of her guests had left for the evening, she happened on Ana and Kari, both about to leave.

"Well, ladies," Sabrina said. "I'm sorry you didn't get to do anything with Pam..."

Kari wore an odd smile. "Actually, I'm incredibly honored to have seen such a show. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you planned it that way."

Sabrina said, "I assure you, I hadn't. But you can be sure that I will invite them for next time."

Ana said, "If you say so. I personally can't wait to have her at my mercy this summer--"

Sabrina pushed her up against the wall. "I won't have that kind of an attitude from you," she said in a low voice. "Remember, I know your boss. If you want to keep coming to my parties, you'll mind your manners."

"I was just kidding," Ana said, clearly having no idea who she was dealing with.

Sabrina backed away. "I hope so. I have a room downstairs full of nothing but sex toys. I can have your ass speaking in tongues, saying whatever I want it to say."

Ana swallowed. "I said I was kidding. Thank you for the invite to the party."

"Yes, thank you," Kari agreed quickly. "Come on, Ana. Let's get back to town."

"Good night," Sabrina said, nodding at the two ladies, hoping her point had been made.

As Sabrina closed the front door, she heard Kari saying, "Nice going."

"I said I was sorry--"

Sabrina shut the door, smiling to herself. She hadn't been making an idle boast when she said she had a room full of sex toys.

Pam had been lucky that she had submitted to Sabrina that day last weekend. If Pam had been very stubborn, the fucking machine would have been used. That certainly would have been interesting. Most interesting.

Sabrina would love to use that machine sometime. But she also had all kinds of sex toys, and Pamela still had two years to go at the college.

It was going to fun. And interesting.

Six weeks later:

Pamela Evans was free from school for an entire two and a half months, but not free from work, or so she hoped, as she adjusted her outfit before marching into the Human Resources office at Rebecca London Associates.

Her grades had been good enough that her parents had agreed to the internship. She had even scraped a B minus in Creative Writing, thanks to some last-minute honest knuckling down. Not too shabby.

Even though she didn't feel entirely comfortable in the outfit, Pam was learning to like both how she looked and the looks she got, from both men and women.

She wore a red satin blouse with a black leather pencil skirt and sky-high patent leather pumps. Pam's mother had instantly wondered how she had gotten the money for such an outfit, but Pam lied to her mother, telling her that a boyfriend bought it for her.

But in truth, Sabrina had purchased the items for her, and made sure they were tailored to fit. The skirt hit just above Pam's knees, and hugged her ass just so. Someone else might wear an identical outfit, but nobody else would look the same. Sabrina had guaranteed that.

With her clutch purse tucked under her arm, Pam approached the counter at the Internship desk in Human Resources.

The blonde behind the desk seemed like she was playing a role -- or so Pam hoped.

"So, Pamela Evans," the woman said. "Have a seat."

Pam did so, feeling suddenly nervous.

"So, Pam. I see you've got quite a resume already. You really like computers, huh?"

"Yes," Pam said, smiling for once.

"Pam, do you know how many applications we get from students just like you, wanting to be an intern here?"

"No," Pam said, swallowing.

"Several dozen, almost a hundred," she said. "Do you know how many of those we actually select?"

"No," Pam said.

"Five to ten, depending on the year," she said.

The woman, Ana, by her name tag, let her stew in the silence for a moment.

Then she said, "Fortunately for you, you have friends in high places." She handed a form across the desk to Pam. "Take that over to Lisa. She'll help you from there."

"Okay. Thank you!"

Lisa turned out to be the very same Lisa from the other night. She winked at Pam as she took her photo for an ID badge.

Ana smiled ever so slightly at Pam's enthusiasm. "You're welcome. Welcome to Rebecca London Associates."

Trying not to squeal, Pam took the form across the room to begin her long first day.

* * * *

Almost an hour later, Pam was headed down a hallway, having no idea where she was at or where she was headed, only that she was supposed to see someone named Kari, whoever that was.

She had finally left Human Resources after nearly an hour, clutching a welcome packet, an ID and a swipe card, unbelieveably excited.

And unbelievably thankful. She could have just as easily still been explaining how she got expelled from the college for plagiarism.

Her mother would have never let her live that down. Her father would have been a little more forgiving. Not much, but he would have at least seen her side of things.

Professor Barnes, now just Sabrina, had helped her mother see her side of things, without her being expelled and humiliated in front of the whole school.

Pam would be forever grateful to Sabrina Barnes for showing her the way -- even if she didn't like her technique at first.

Pam entered a large office, full of cubicles. Each cubicle was home to a large work station with multiple monitors. A few of the cubicles, she noticed, were empty.

A female voice made her jump. "Can I help you?"

Pam turned around. Behind her was a pretty blonde woman, her hair paler than Sabrina's golden blonde, the curve and swell of her bust just visible underneath her own satin blouse, pink in her case, along with her nails and her glossy lips, her hourglass hips encased in a tight-fitting black satin pencil skirt, her feet in open-toed high heels.

"Uhm, hi. I'm Pam, and I'm supposed to see Kari..."

The woman smiled. "That would be me," she said. "Come with me to my office."

Minutes later, Kari closed the door after Pam and said, "Have a seat, Pam." Kari moved around behind her desk and also sat. "You might not remember me, but I certainly remember you. I was at the party that night when those two Asian women made love to you."

Pam blushed with the memory of that night. She could still feel their hands on her body. Their mouths on her mouth, and on her neck, and on her boobs....

Pam shook herself. "Is that what they did?" she asked.

"Oh yes," Kari nodded. "They were taking their time with you. If they were just interested in pussy, I dare say they could have brought out strap-on dildos."

Pam shuddered again. "So. You're going to be my boss?"

Kari smiled. "Yes. I'm going to be your boss. But why don't we sit over here?" Kari gestured to a black leather couch in the corner. She sat and patted the couch next to her. "I don't bite, Pamela. Unless you ask..."

Pam giggled, slowly rose from the chair, walked over and eased down on the couch next to Kari. "I'm not really into biting. Maybe nibbling."

Kari laughed. "You're such a pretty girl. I can see why Sabrina likes you so much. It's going to be fun to be your boss."

"Uhm..." Pam stopped, not sure what to say.

"Don't worry," Kari said softly. "I'm not going to be making the next three months of your life a living hell. I like my job."

"But..." Pam prompted her.

"But," Kari said, her gaze resting on Pam's bust. "I have to admit, I'd like to have the chance to have you away from Sabrina's parties."

"I'm sitting here," Pam said softly.

"Believe it or not, I don't usually proposition my interns. Not on their first day."

"That's good to know," Pam cracked.

"But I find you're just too desirable to pass up," Kari said.

"Why don't you just kiss me, for now?" Pam suggested. "You have three months. No need to have me all at once."

"Now that's an idea," Kari said, as if that hadn't crossed her mind.

Pam was pretty sure that was the case. "You might have to reapply your lipstick after we're done..."

Kari laughed, sounding low and rich. "No worries. I have a makeup kit in my desk drawer. I suggest you start bringing a tube of lipgloss to work with you."

Pam, meanwhile, just sat there. Open, and waiting.

Kari didn't keep her waiting long. She scooted over, her satin-covered ass sliding over the leather upholstery, moved up close to Pam and lightly touched her lips to Pam's.

Kari soon found her confidence. Soon she was kissing Pam full on the lips.

Pam quickly discovered one thing. This was not the woman who had kissed her while she was blind-folded. Dammit.

Kari pulled back after a few minutes. "I think that will have to do for now. Besides, I have a meeting I have to attend, and you need to set up your work station. Welcome to the company, by the way."

"Thank you," Pam said, shaking Kari's hand.

Kari was right, Pam thought, as Kari took her back into the main room. This was going to be an interesting summer.

And she still had two more years of college left to go after this.

To Be Continued......