Cumming like never before with his bi-girlfriend (Teacher pt. 2_(0)

This had been a good year for me. I was getting more respect around the school as a new teacher, my students had one of the highest standardized test passing rates in the state, and to top it off, I’d managed to get a student to knock me up and had my baby without anyone knowing that something strange was afoot.
The school year had ended. Teachers had finished grades and I was packing up my room for the next year when there was a knock in the direction of my open door. I turned and saw Tia Malik, a recently graduated student and girlfriend of my baby daddy, Kevin Freeland. Tia had lost some weight since the beginning of the school year and had developed from a somewhat plain girl with future lower back problems to a full-blown exotic bombshell… with future lower back problems.
“Hi Tia, I didn’t expect you would be eager to-”
“I know you slept with Kevin.” I was taken aback, and stood slack jawed for some moments without words. “And I know he’s the one who got you pregnant.” She took steps forward approaching me, her curvy hips swaying side to side and her deep cleavage lightly jiggling. One woman to another, she really was a sexy little minx. I decided to fess up.
“Okay fine, I did and he did. What do you want from me?”
“A taste,” she replied instantly, so close to me now I could feel her breath. “Kevin told me everything, including that you had him seeing stars. I swing both ways you know. I just want to see how well you do with the distaff side.” At that she smiled mischievously.
“And if I refuse.” Tia rolled her eyes; she had all the cards her and she knew it.
“I’m sure the Superintendent would love to hear about that time you statutorily raped a student, Kevin was 17 at the time wasn’t he? And kept his baby. And your husband would too, I’m guessing.” I thought for a moment. Tia had me on the ropes, I had no choice.
“Alright then, come to my house tomorrow at two o’clock. I’ll be waiting, My husband doesn’t get home until later.” I gave her my address and she grinned even wider.
“Until then Mrs. Shurgur,” she said, walking out the door with classic seductress stride.
“Call me Amy,” I yelled back as the left. If I was going to be fucking her I’d rather we at least be on a first name basis.
Between the baby and the imminent event of me having a lesbian encounter with a stunning former student, I was tossing and turning all night. I eventually concluded that if I was going to have go bi for an afternoon, she was the person to do it with. I finally fell asleep to visions of dark skinned beauties dancing in harem garb. Tom didn’t even notice, I love him but he can be a little dense sometimes.
At about 1:30 I took the baby to a sitter, muttering some ridiculous excuse why, and prepared myself, I put on a lacy thong and bra that barely contained my tits engorged with milk. I’d gotten back in shape fairly quickly after the birth two months ago, and you could hardly tell that I’d ever been pregnant, unless you knew my usual cup size, of course.
At 2:00 exactly the doorbell rang and I opened it immediately.