Ch. 03 - Pam and Monica
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This is the third story in the series Pam's Adventures. The first is Pam's Seduction followed by Pam and Jill. I recommend that you read them first.
John Likes To Watch
John wants to fuck all weekend, always while watching the videos of Jill and me. Even when I wake him on Sunday morning, he wants to have the videos on so he can watch. I am happy that he approves, but I do start to wonder if he still wants me for myself, without the excitement of seeing me with another woman.
After lunch, he wants more, but I need to grade some papers, so he goes back to bed while I'm at the kitchen table working. I hear the video playing and John moaning. Over the three hours I work, he grunts loudly like he's cumming at least three times. Part of me is glad that he appreciates my action with Jill, but I start thinking that he doesn't need me anymore.
When I finish grading, I pack up the papers and I consider joining him, but my pussy is rather fucked out and sore, so I open my Secure Folder and gaze at Jill's face and boobs, lazily reaching down and rubbing my pussy gently.
John seems silent after I hear the video end, so I walk to the bedroom and see him asleep, his hand holding his limp cock with drops of cum dripping down. He's not likely to be of any service to me, so I close the door quietly and lie down on the sofa in the lounge room.
I reach up under my tracksuit top and down under my bottoms and rub my nipple and pussy. I think of Jill for a while, then Monica's face drifts in front of me. I think about how casual she was about seeing Jill's boob photo, helping me hide it on my phone. She sent it to herself, so she must be looking at it this weekend.
I imagine Monica in her bed, naked, touching herself while dreaming of being with Jill. Then I imagine caressing her tiny firm boobs, making her nipples stand up before sucking them in turn. "Oh, Monica," I hear myself call out, "I want to make you feel so good."
I am rubbing my clit and pinching my nipple as I imagine kissing down to Monica's pussy and licking it. Normally, I would stretch out the excitement, but my body feels urgent, so I rub hard and fast and cry out softly as I cum.
I doze with my hands resting on my pussy and boob. When I wake, it's dark. I think about food but I don't want too much, so I pop in a microwave meal and eat it without much thought.
I wander into the bedroom and see John as he was. I go to the bathroom and clean up and change into my nightie. He rouses and says, "Hey, sexy, let's watch again and fuck."
I say, "Oh, John, really, haven't you seen it enough times? If I'm not enough for you, let's forget it for tonight."
He pouts, but says, "Okay, Pam."
I get into bed and turn away from him and drift off to sleep.
Monica's Revelation
Monday morning I get up early and make excuses that I have to be at school early for a meeting with Sandra, the principal. John wants to fuck, but I'm a little put off by his obsession with the videos rather than attending to me in person. So I leave him with them if that's what he wants.
For once, my day is pretty normal, without the constant interruptions by the memories of my recent experiences with Mary, Liz and Jill. But in my last class, Monica is constantly smiling at me, and it's hard to deflect last night's fantasy of her.
She stays behind after everyone else leaves. She stands and closes the door, then sits in the front row. "Ms. Stevens, can we talk?"
"Of course, Monica, what's on your mind?"
"Well, I want to talk about my feelings. Is that okay? You are my favourite teacher, and you seem to care a lot about your students."
"Yes, of course I do."
"Well, this weekend, I spent a lot of time looking at Jill's photos. I've always been attracted to her, but I've never done anything with a girl except a few silly kisses once at a party, so I've never said anything to her."
"I can understand, Monica. She's lovely, isn't she?"
"Very. I had to touch myself while looking at her." She pauses, then asks, "You've been with her, haven't you?"
I blush and say, "If I tell you, it's a secret, right?"
"Oh, yes, Ms. Stevens. I promise never to tell anyone else. But I want to know."
I hesitate, then say, "Yes, Monica, I have."
"Oh, wow. What was it like?"
"Well I won't go into detail, but it was fantastic! I have to admit I feel so lucky."
"I imagined that, but I think she's the luckier one."
"What do you mean, Monica?"
"Oh, Ms. Stevens, surely you know that I've been yearning for you for a while. I've been on a few dates with guys, but they just want to paw me and they don't seem to care how I feel. I'm pretty naΓ―ve about sex, but I feel like you would be so wonderful."
"Oh, Monica, you mean, um, oh gosh," I splutter. "You think about me that way? No, I had no idea."
"Yes, Ms. Stevens. It was a mild attraction until recently, but I knew you were married so I figured you were straight. Lately, though, I can't get you out of my mind. Then after seeing Jill's photos that she shared with you I got the idea that you might like women too. So I've been dreaming about you ever since."
"Oh, Monica, wow. Let me take this in," I say, desperately stalling for time to collect my thoughts and feelings. I can hardly believe that the young student I had a fantasy about last night has just expressed her desire for me.
"Monica, I have a confession. Since your kiss the other day, I have been having feelings for you. But you are my student, and even though I know you are eighteen and legal, it wouldn't be right."
She drops her head a little and asks almost pleadingly, "But you do feel something for me?"
"Yes, I do, but I can't risk my job, even for some lovely pleasure."
"But Ms. Stevens, graduation is coming up very soon."
"So?"
"Well, I won't be your student after that. So would there be a problem then?"
It dawns on me. "No, I guess there wouldn't be."
"Then would you want me?"
The question makes my body light up with passion. Of course, I want her. "Oh, Monica, I think so, but I'm actually pretty new at being with women. You've taken me by surprise today."
"Well I've thought about this and I know I want you."
"What about Jill?"
"Oh, she's attractive too, but you're the one that makes me hot."
"Monica, give me time to think."
"Okay, Ms. Stevens." She starts to pack up. "By the way, I have something else to ask of you."
"Yes?"
"My mum died several years ago, and I'm not sure I want my dad at my graduation. He's an alcoholic and I would be mortified if he showed up drunk. Would you stand in for my mum and take me?"
"Monica, I'd be proud to do that for you. You have been an outstanding student."
"Oh thank you, Ms. Stevens. It will mean a lot to me."
"Count on it, then." She smiles broadly at me and packs up to leave. I watch her walk out the door, admiring her tight, athletic bum. I ponder her expression of feelings for me as my pussy says to me,
"Are you fucking kidding, Pam? You know you want her."
Make-Up Sex
Driving home is a challenge. This beautiful nubile virgin has told me that she desires me! A few weeks ago, I was merely curious about women. Since then I've experienced three hot women and now Monica wants me, and I want her.
I work hard to pay attention to the traffic and I just manage to get home safely. I pull into the car park and sit, letting my mind spin down. I walk into our unit, half-wondering if I'll find John in bed wanking to the videos.
Instead, I see the USB sitting on the kitchen table. John comes up and gives me a soft kiss. He says, "I'm sorry I got stuck into these yesterday and ignored you. Please take the USB and we can only watch it when you want to. I love you, my sexy wife."
I smile and say, "Apology accepted, my dear husband."
"Shall we order in pizza and then spend an evening in bed? I'll pay my full attention to you." We do, we do and he does. After two rounds, I get ready to sleep. I take my phone into the bathroom and check emails, deleting most of the new ones.
I hear my phone click. I look, and Monica has sent me a face photo. I melt, dreaming of her. I find the face photo that I had sent to Jill and send it to her.
She returns a text, "I love your pretty smile. I want to kiss you."
I melt even more and type, "I want your kisses, all over me." I look at it and decide that the last bit is too much, so I just send her, "I want your kisses."
I have a restful sleep.
Talking With Jill
Tuesday morning I walk past the office and see Jill through the window, waving as I walk by. Then I decide that I can't resist going in to whisper, "Good morning, sexy."
"Hi, gorgeous," she replies. "I loved having you over."
"Oh my, Jill, I loved it too. Let's have a chat over lunch. Can we get out of the building where we won't be heard?"
"I'm sure we can find a place."
"Great. See you at 11:45?"
"Yep, I can do that. Let's meet at entrance C, by the sports fields."
"It's a date."
I walk to class, thinking of the things I want to tell Jill. I manage to keep my libido mostly under control in class, only occasionally slipping and having one of the sexy women recently in my life drop into my awareness. At 11:35, my class ends and I get my lunch from the staff fridge and go to entrance C.
Jill is waiting outside, and we walk silently until we are out of earshot, heading toward a bench under some trees.
"Pam, you are so hot. I can't believe you are so new to women."
"I guess I'm a quick learner, Jill. Mary and Liz at the conference taught me a lot."
"So when are you coming over again?"
"Mmm, I want to. You are so incredible. Maybe this Saturday again? I'll check with John."