Chapter 28

“Okay,” Brandi replied numbly.

Lily blinked twice at her friend’s response. She’d expected at least a bit of resistance - convincing the Protector to do anything that wasn’t fighting demons normally took a bit of effort. But as soon as she’d proposed the idea, Brandi had gone along with it.

“Are you sure, Bran?” she asked, and Brandi nodded for a few seconds before realizing what a useless gesture that was over the phone.

Stupid, she told herself, trying desperately to ignore the pang of arousal that coursed through her body at the thought. You’re so fucking stupid.

“I’m sure,” she eventually said, completely unaware of the sexy gasp she’d just sent through the phone-line. “I’ll meet you there in ten.”

“Great,” Lily replied, before deciding to push her luck. “Don’t wear underwear, okay?”

“‘Kay,” Brandi said in reply, and only after Lily hung up did she question the request.

Still, she’d committed. She might be a worthless slut, but at least she was going to try to be a good friend.

“Hello Mrs. Winter,” Duncan said, his face frozen in an awkward attempt at a smile. He had been hoping that the teacher would be out - after the awkward way they’d left things, he could have happily gone a few years before running into her again. “Is Brandi in?”

“She just left,” Kristine replied. A part of her wondered if she should be worried about her daughter - she hadn’t been home all night, and when she’d finally returned that morning, the moment she’d stepped out of the shower she’d received a phone call and left again.

No, she reminded herself. I shouldn’t be worried. I’m a good mother... Mr. Foster’s words had been running through her head for days now, growing in power every time they repeated, every time she reminded herself - to be a good mother, she had to fuck young men.

At least once a day... She’d thought Saturday would be a challenge, but it wasn’t even 10am yet, and an opportunity had literally rung her doorbell.

It was a pity he was so ... confused. Still, maybe the tutelage of an older woman was exactly what young Duncan needed...

“Would you like to come in?” she said, her eyes flashing with a predatory gleam.

Duncan began to back up, but before he could reply, she’d grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him into the house.

Less than ten minutes later, Kristine was completely naked, submissively kneeling in front of the young man.

“Come on Duncan,” she panted, looking up at him, trying not to take his painful grimace personally. “Look at me...”

Duncan did as the older woman ordered. He had to admit, she was objectively stunning. Her full breasts, her otherwise toned figure. Had she been this attractive a few months ago? Hell, had she been this attractive even a few weeks ago?

His brow furrowed as the question struck him. Last time they’d been alone together, he’d been too focussed on Jeff to even notice his teacher’s attributes ... but now, as much as he would have liked a distraction, she was all he had to look at.

No, he concluded. It almost felt cruel to think the thought, but it was true - he’d spent almost a year lusting after his friend’s mother, but even when he’d been deeply in lust with her, he’d been desiring a real person, flaws and all.

The vision on her knees in front of him seemed somehow unreal. Her large breasts were unnaturally perky, her skin flawless - the cellulite that had done nothing to deter his desire when he’d caught a glimpse of it was now gone.

She was perfect.

Too perfect.

“I’m not sure about this,” he stammered, and Kristine grinned up at him in reply.

“I understand,” she purred.

“You do?”

“Of course,” she said, unzipping his pants. Even flaccid, his cock was still monstrous, and she took a moment to really appreciate the size of it before continuing. “You’re not sure if you like women. It’s a perfectly normal phase for any young man to through...”

“No...” he said, but before he could finish the thought, his teacher - the mother of one of his best friend’s - wrapped her lips around his cock, and - sexual predilections aside - he could feel it beginning to harden in her mouth.

Kristine moaned as he slowly thickened, and one hand reached around and began casually toying with his young rosebud of an asshole. The vibrations of her moan combined with the ministrations of her talented hand overrode the counsellor’s programming, and - for the first time since his interview with Mr. Foster - Duncan found himself truly enjoying the sexual companionship of a woman.

“This is Brandi,” Lily said adoringly, and Greg nodded.

Brandi wanted to shoot Lily a questioning look, but she knew that it would be ignored. Since they’d walked into the store a few minutes ago, Lily had eyes only for the man standing behind the counter, arguing with a customer about their refund policy.

“I don’t know how we could make it any clearer,” he’d growled, pointing at a sign. Eventually the woman had agreed that perhaps it wasn’t reasonable to expect money back for a used vibrator and left, and Greg’s attention had turned to the two school-girls standing in the middle of the porno section.

“Hi,” Brandi said, and Greg’s mouth split open in a lascivious grin. He’d thought Lily was hot, but this new piece of meat was something else. Strong, firm legs, luscious tits, and that look of slutty naivety that came from only the truly dumb.

The store-owner didn’t know which God he’d won the favor of, but he knew he’d do whatever it took to keep the gifts coming.

“Kneel,” he ordered, and Brandi’s eyebrows shot up almost as fast as Lily fell to her knees. It took her a few seconds for the blonde girl to realize that the order had been for the both of them.

She didn’t want to fall to her knees in front of some random guy. Did she? The idea caused a pulse of arousal, and for the second time that morning, she was unaware of the erotic whimper that left her lips.