pleasure jerking from within.
They lay quietly for a time and then Linda gently pushed Jenny off and sat up. She gently touched her breast. Jenny had squeezed it hard when she came. She patted her daughter's tight ass cheek.
'Ohhh, Mom, that was wonderful!' Jenny sighed.
Linda smiled, but she felt deeply troubled. What she had done had been so wrong!
'Mom, don't worry, huh? It, it just sorta happened, you know?' Jenny knew what her mother was thinking and tried to reassure her.
Linda nodded. 'I know,' she sighed. 'But we shouldn't have. It's wrong and sick.'
Jenny giggled. 'It's all right,' she insisted. 'You're my mother and it's your job to teach me about sex and all that.'
Linda put on her nightgown. 'You're right,' she conceded. 'But teaching you about sex does not include on-the- job training!'
That made both of them laugh, and Linda felt better. She realized it was a one-time thing, a sudden moment that had come and gone and wouldn't happen again. But it had been fun!
'Mom, I know it's none of my business, but the question took Linda by surprise. She really have you ever done it with a woman?' didn't know whether to tell Jenny the truth or lie a bit.
'Honey, let's just say I've done a lot of things with a lot of people and leave it at that, all right?'
Jenny shrugged. She knew it was none of her business, but she really wanted to know.
'Did you ever do it with Pauline?' She asked. Linda gasped and blushed. How had she known, she thought.
'Did you, Mom?'
Linda coughed and nodded. 'It's really none of your business, Jenny, and I don't want you to mention it again, ever. Promise me?'
'Okay, but I just wanted to know,' Jenny said. Linda smiled. 'I'll be honest,' she said. 'Pauline and I were roommates in college. We started then and it's been going on, hit or miss, ever since. Every so often one or both of us feels the need to be close to the other and we get together for an afternoon. But if you ever, ever breathe a word about this to anyone, I'll blister your little ass, and I mean it!'
Jenny nodded. She hadn't been spanked often, but she still remembered how it felt.
'Goodnight, honey.' Linda gave her a kiss, and Jenny held her close for a moment.
'Thanks, Mommy. You're the greatest Mommy in the world,' she smiled.
The next morning was like any other, except that Jenny felt vibrant and alive. She actually was looking forward to school, but not for the reasons her mother thought.
Mr. Evans taught her second period class, and after the bell rang Jenny made a point to lag behind. She saw him look at her and she walked up to his desk as though she were going to ask him a question about the lesson.
'Mr. Evans, you said yesterday we could have a long talk sometime. Could we have it this afternoon after school?' she asked.
Clint gulped with surprise. He'd been ready for almost anything, including Jenny's announcement that she had told her parents, but this was really something else!
'Er, just what do you want to talk about, Jenny?' he asked her guardedly.
Jenny smiled and arched her back so the mounds of her tits pushed out at him. 'The same thing we talked about yesterday, only I think we oughta go into it a lot deeper. Okay?'
Clint stared at the teen-ager for a moment and then asked, 'How much deeper do you want to go?'
Jenny's smiled broadened and she whispered, 'As far as it'll go, and then some!'
Clint felt his cock stir and he knew he was flushing. He looked at the teen-ager and nodded.
'All right,' he agreed, 'but where?'
'My mom will be out until nearly dinner time and my brother's gonna be practicing football. We can do it at my house real easy.'
Clint shook his head. 'That's too risky. We'll do if it at my place. We won't be disturbed there.'
Jenny nodded. The room was empty and there was no one in the hall. She took his hand and put it on her breast, holding it against her for a moment.
'I'll be waiting,' she promised.
CHAPTER THREE
Jenny could hardly wait for school to end. She found herself staring at the clock during her last two classes and when the bell finally did ring, she dashed out and waited, breathlessly, near the area where the teachers parked their cars.
A few minutes later she saw Mr. Evans come out of the building and get into his car. He started to drive away and then slowed and stopped. He got out of the car and lifted the hood, seeming to peer at the motor. Jenny took this as her cue, and walked up to him.
'Get in, Jenny.' Mr. Evans didn't look at her. Jenny slid into the passenger's side of the car and shut the door. A moment later Mr. Evans closed the hood, got in and drove away as though everything were perfectly normal.
'I'm so excited I could yell,' Jenny admitted.
Mr. Evans gave her a smile and gently squeezed her knee.
'You'll yell, honey. And with good reason,' he promised her.
Jenny wiggled with excitement. She was a little afraid, but whatever happened, she knew she'd enjoy it.
The drive was fairly short, and after a few minutes Clint pulled into the carport of his apartment building. They got out and went upstairs, neither wanting to speak.
Inside the apartment with the door shut, Jenny dropped her books on the table by the door and looked around. The living room was small and rather messy, but it looked nice.
She turned and smiled at him rather uncertainly.
'Mr. Evans,' she began.
'Call me Clint,' he interrupted.
'Clint, what do we do now?'
Clint sat down on the sofa. 'To begin with, let's get comfortable,' he suggested.
Jenny sat down beside him. She was wearing a short skirt and she let it ride up to mid-thigh. Her heart was beating fast and her stomach felt hollow. She wasn't scared, but it felt the same way.
Clint smiled at her slowly and gently ran his hand up and down her arm.
'You're wearing a bra, aren't you, Jenny?'
Jenny nodded.
Clint patted her arm. 'Why don't you go into the bathroom and take it off, but put your blouse back on. Would you?'
Jenny gulped with excitement and nodded. She got up, revealing her panty-clad pussy for an instant. In the bathroom she hurriedly pulled her blouse off, undid her bra and dropped it to the floor, and pulled her blouse back on, shivering as the cloth rubbed her sensitive nipples.
When she came back into the living room, Clint had taken off his shoes and his shirt was unbuttoned and out of his pants. He looked very relaxed sitting there, and Jenny's eyes strayed to his cock but there was nothing to be seen.
She sat down beside him and arched her back, knowing the dark tips of her nipples showed through the thin material of her blouse.
Clint smiled at her and again his fingers gently stroked her arm.
Jenny leaned back against his arm, her body tense with anticipation. She felt his lips on her neck and shivered. His arm tightened around her shoulders and his free hand gently undid the top button of her blouse.
'Touch me,' the teen-ager whispered. 'I'm all hot, Clint. Please, please touch me all over!'
Clint kissed her and Jenny was surprised as his tongue gently entered her mouth. She twisted and pressed her chest against him, sliding one leg over his lap.
