The Principal’s Turn – Maggie’s Day Part 2

Principal Maggie Turner woke Saturday morning, nestled against Taisha Smith, former student, and current employee. Her eyes slowly opened to the sight of her dark-skinned Goddess sleeping peacefully. The realization that this was not some part of an elaborate dream sunk in slowly.

Her husband Sam was out of town on business and Taisha had slept in her bed all night. That reality jolted her fully awake. What if Sam had come home early! As she thought about it, she already knew he had been unfaithful, probably many times over the years, so she tried to convince herself her behavior was justified.

She watched Taisha breathe, replaying the events of the last few weeks and asked herself who was more “unfaithful”? Sam who had one-nighters with bimbos, or her, aching for the beautiful young woman next to her. Her heart fluttered at the sight of her silky dark skin. Her body tingled at the scent of their sex in the air, mixed with Taisha’s perfume. She wanted nothing more than to lay there and watch her breath, peacefully.

The mixed emotions of complete contentment, longing for more, and guilt, swirled through her mind as her eyes soaked in the beauty before her. Taisha had unleashed deep, primal desires in Maggie, which she had never imagined. She played Maggie like a virtuoso plays the piano. Pushing the right key in the perfect rhythm, building perfectly from the previous note.

From that first night, when with one masterfully maneuvered finger, she had every cell in Maggie’s body electrified. Her warmth, her movement, her scent, her seductive words, her breath on Maggie’s neck, all brought her to bliss, like she was touched for the first time.

Maggie’s mind had told her to stop, to stand up and walk away, but her body refused to move. Her body betrayed her every time, surrendering to Taisha’s will. The reward was unbridled pleasure, like she’d never felt.

After the first encounter, she resolved to not let it happen again, but it did. And the reward was once again, beyond comprehension. With each encounter her resolve melted further away. She knelt, she begged, she crawled, but the reward was worth it every time. From that first night Taisha promised 1000 ways to pleasure her, planting a seed that grew in her mind, filling her idle moments at first, but growing further.

She wanted to experience all 1000, whatever it took. Taisha Smith delivered every time, demanding a little more in return. For weeks, she would taunt, then pleasure Maggie, never letting her reciprocate until last night. She’d warned her that first taste would hook her, and yes it did.

She recalled kneeling before her, eagerly complying when Taisha asked her to make herself come. To see the spellbound expression on Taisha’s face as she watched Maggie finger herself and beg for her pussy was the most satisfying intimate encounter Maggie could recall. She would do it again on demand without question. Taisha’s scent and the rich, bittersweet taste of her pussy created an undeniable craving in Maggie.

At that moment however, Maggie’s growling tummy reminded her, they hadn’t eaten last night, and she was starving. So, she slipped out of bed quietly. There was a quick and easy breakfast casserole she recently learned about. She mixed it up, put it in the oven, and went for her morning swim.

She finished her swim just before the casserole was done. Then she pulled it out to let it cool a bit, with no sign of Taisha yet. When she went upstairs, she was gone, but she did find a note on the bed.

Principal Turner,

Why am I not surprised you have a pen and notepad on your nightstand? Thank you for an unforgettable night. 🙂 So sorry I missed the swim, but for some reason, I was a bit exhausted. I can think of 12 reasons for that. 12 earth moving reasons.

I can smell breakfast cooking as I write. Is there anything you can’t do? I am going to the RV for a quick shower and change of clothes. Hopefully I can find my clothes from last night. 🙂 I will meet you downstairs for breakfast. And I am so looking forward to desert.

Love,

Taisha.

Maggie felt a tingling rush through her body. She hurried to the shower to prepare herself. As she did, she recalled last night’s shower. Taisha Smith had awakened a need in Maggie, no one else had ever even touched. Pleasing Taisha made her feel more alive than she’d ever felt.

She showered, shaved, and put her hair in a rare ponytail for ease and speed. As she thought about what to wear, she put on a powder blue lacey bra and matching bikini briefs. She looked in her closet, then in the mirror, then back to the closet. Another look in the mirror, and she grinned. She liked what she had on, no need for more. She spun and adjusted the bra to get the most pop and the panties to show a little extra bun on either side.

Maggie stayed make-up free, except for her lipstick. She broke out the candy apple red and did it up right. When Maggie walked downstairs, butterflies churned in her empty stomach.

Maggie peeked around the corner first and was surprised to see Taisha sitting at the table with plates of casserole and toast set along with coffee and juice. Taisha wore black yoga pants, and a grey oversized off the shoulder tee that made Maggie long to kiss her neck.

When Maggie stepped into the room, Taisha’s mouth opened. “Come overhear Principal Turner.” She said excitedly.

Maggie blushed, stopped in front of her and took her outstretched hands. Taisha stood up and spread their arms out so she could look at her. “I may never get to eat again if you keep distracting me like this. Turn around and let me…” Maggie turned and Taisha stopped mid-sentence. “Damn.” She sighed.

She let go of Maggie’s hands and cupped her ass before squeezing both buns hard. Principal Turner, what are you doing to me, I’m only human? Her arms slid around Maggie’s abdomen and pulled her against her. Taisha’s chin rested on her shoulder, and she whispered.

“I came twelve damned times yesterday. I can hardly walk this morning, and just like that my pussy’s wet for you again.”

Her fingers swirled on Maggie’s belly, and she tried to slip them down the front of her panties.

Maggie spun away teasingly. “Sorry, Ms. Taisha, this is my weekend. You’re going to have to wait just a bit. I couldn’t bring myself to eat much before our little encounter yesterday. I need food!”

She took a seat across from her where her plate was set. As she ate, she decided to tease Taisha. It’s too bad we need to give you a break today, I can think of a sticky sweet dessert, to go with this breakfast.”

“Don’t you worry Principal Turner, I’m gonna have a few servings for the both of us today. But hey, I can share.” She waved her tongue in a circle and Maggie got her meaning. Maggie recalled the kiss after the first time Taisha’s tongue met her pussy. There was something extra sexy about tasting her own Juices on Taisha’s lips.

She cleaned her plate, and they drank their coffee and juice. The whole time she imagined kissing Taisha’s exposed right shoulder and neck as she sat on her lap straddling her.

Taisha took a sip. “Thank you for a wonderful breakfast, Principal Turner. What would you like to do today, it is your day? We can do anything you want as long as my pussy, is not involved.” She smiled mischievously.

“So many possibilities. I do owe you a dessert. After that, I wondered if we might do a little shopping.” Maggie smiled and leaned back in her chair sipping some orange juice.

“Shopping? Really?” Taisha asked confused.

“Well, we do have to give you a break, and if we wear me out today, what does that leave for tomorrow?”

Taisha bobbed her head side to side nodding, indicating she got it.

“I was thinking about Victoria’s Secret maybe. I would very much like to pick out some special items just for us to wear together.”

“Matching slut wear?” She smiled.

“Not necessarily, but I must say, the outfit you bought me is absolutely amazing. I just thought it might be fun to pick out something “slutty” if that’s what you want to call it, together. We can model them in person before buying.”

“Principal Turner, I can’t imagine watching you in sexy clothing is going to be conducive of taking it easy today.”

“You know what they say, good blood flow to the area speeds up the recovery time. So, it’s my day and we are going to do all we can to speed up your recovery time!” Said Maggie with authority.

She got up and walked toward Taisha. “And I have been dying to kiss that shoulder since I first saw you this morning.”

Maggie turned Taisha’s chair sideways, straddled her legs, and sat on her lap, legs spread. She began at the shirt collar and kissed across her shoulder toward her neck. “I love kissing you Ms. Taisha,” sighed Maggie as she repeated her path.

Taisha’s hands went to Maggie’s ass, “And I love those lips, Principal Turner.” She squeezed Maggie’s buns and surrendered her neck. “The blood is definitely flowing. Damn girl.” Panted Taisha.

Maggie picked her head up and looked into Taisha’s eyes, then plunged her tongue into her mouth kissing her deeply and passionately. She had a full tummy and a hot pussy and planned to make the most of her day. Her head rolled side to side and her tongue licked Taisha’s lips and probed her mouth, thinking she could kiss her all day long.

Taisha’s hands moved from Maggie’s ass to her shoulders caressing her silky skin as their passion built. After a few minutes, Taisha’s right hand moved to Maggie’s thigh and followed the path between them, across the front of her pantie line, and inside her panties.

She let her fingers explore her trimmed little muff, enjoying the softness. Principal Turner began to rock her hips softly, letting Taisha know where she really wanted those fingers.

Maggie’s kisses moved back to Taisha’s neck. She steadied herself with her left hand on Taisha’s shoulder and her right under Taisha’s arm and wrapped around her back. Her hips rolled pushing her pussy closer to Taisha’s roaming fingers.

Taisha gave her what she wanted and slid her middle finger between her engorged lips, causing Maggie to let out a whimpering broken sigh as her hips quivered.

Taisha whispered, “Principal Turner you’re trembling.”

Maggie whimpered again hips moving faster. “Uh huh.” She returned to kissing Taisha’s neck.

“How can I resist touching you, when you sit on my lap with your hot little cunt, spread wide for me.” She said softly sliding her finger up and down the length of her slit.

Maggie gently bit Taisha’s shoulder panting in response.

Taisha moaned as her finger seemed to melt between her warm wet pussy lips. “It feels so good touching you Principal Turner.” Maggie’s whimpers grew higher and louder each time. “I’ve never felt anything so soft, warm and wet as your pussy gets for me Principal Turner.”

Maggie couldn’t believe how quickly she could feel a climax building. Taisha’s words seemed to overcharge her body as Taisha took control with just a whisper and a touch.

She swirled her finger on Maggie’s clit, then back between her labia and this time curled it inside her causing Maggie to squeeze her tighter.

“You always cause such a dilemma Principal Turner. Do I rub that little clit, let my finger float in the heavenly softness between your lips, or slide into the smooth tightness of your pussy? Oh yeah, let’s not forget, you did promise me desert.”

Maggie let out a cry of pleasure at the thought of Taisha’s Tongue. For emphasis, she kissed Taisha again, letting their tongues dance together.

Taisha relished the feeling of control. She broke the kiss, “I do like my desert good and juicy Principal Turner, and your cum tastes so sweet, I think we can get things just a little juicier, don’t you? Stand up so I can get these panties off please.”

Maggie complied and Taisha also stood, sliding the chair quickly away with her thighs. Then she dropped and pulled Maggie’s panties down. “Step out Principal Turner.” She commanded.

Maggie panted and stepped out of the panties as Taisha’s hot breath washed over her pussy. But much to her disappointment, Taisha stood back up. Then she tossed the panties aside, “Much better,” she said as her finger returned to Maggie’s muff. “Spread your legs please.” She whispered with her lips gently brushing Maggie’s ear. When Maggie complied and the finger slid back inside her. She squealed and wrapped her arms around Taisha.

“I’m so sorry Principal Turner, this is your weekend, I shouldn’t be telling you what to do. Should I stop?”

“Please don’t stop!” She gasped.

“Oh, you feel so good, I so want cunt cum for desert Principal Turner.”

“Oh yes,” Grunted Maggie as she leaned against the table for support.

“It’s your weekend, Principal Turner, tell your teacher what you want.” Said Taisha as her finger worked Maggie’s clit.

Maggie trembled and whimpered, “I wanna be your pet Ms. Taisha.”

“Does that mean you’re giving yourself to me for the rest of the weekend Principal Turner?”

“Yes Please Ms. Taisha. You’re gonna make me come!”

Taisha moved off her clit and slid her finger back inside her. “So, this pussy is mine?”

“Yes Ms. Taisha!”

“I can do whatever I want?”

“Oh! Yes Please!”

“Take off your bra I want those tits. Principal Turner.”

Maggie was in a frenzy she could barely comprehend. She reached behind and unhooked the strap, as her hips rocked trying fuck Taisha’s finger faster. When Taisha’s lips hit her left nipple, she moaned her approval, pushing it against her soft lips.

After a moment Taisha released her breast “Stand up, turn around and spread your legs principal turner.”

Each command only seemed to excite Maggie more. When she complied, she was rewarded with two fingers siding inside her and she braced herself with her palms on the table.

Taisha groped Maggie’s left ass cheek. “And this sweet ass is mine principal turner?”

“Yes Ms. Taisha!”

Taisha’s middle two fingers penetrated her as she brought the other two up to tease her clit. Then her left-hand cupped Maggie’s breast with surprising gentleness.

“And these are mine?” She said softly.

“Yes, Ms. Taisha” Maggie complied willingly.

“Thank you, Principal Turner. You’ve made me very happy. Now I need you to come for me so I can eat your come soaked cunt for desert right here on the breakfast table.”

Taisha began to finger her more frantically as her thumb began to rub her asshole. “Oh my God Ms. Taisha!” She squealed. “You make me feel so good!”

“Make room on the table my pet, I’m ready for my desert.” She commanded as she sped up her fingers again.

Maggie shoved the dishes and glasses down the table bending down as she pushed them farther.

“Oh, that’s good Principal turner, better access.” Sighed Taisha as her left hand pushed Maggie’s upper body toward the table.

As she did, Taisha dropped to her knees and began to nibble Maggie’s ass. Her fingers kept busy fucking her with her pointer and ring finger while her thumb continued to tickle her asshole.

“Oh God Ms. Taisha!” Shouted Maggie with her chin on the table.

Then Taisha reached her left hand around Maggie’s hip and under her pelvis. Taisha’s flattened fingers pressed against Maggie’s clit and began to rub in small rapid circles. While her right machine gunned her pussy.

“Aren’t you glad you’ve given this all to me Principal Turner. Are you ready for a breakfast happy ending?”

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Aaaahhhhh!” Maggie wailed as an orgasm took her hard.

“Come for me my pet, I need to taste that sweet pussy.” Taisha grunted.

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh fuuuucck!” Maggie screamed as her body spasmed, and her mouth hung open. Her legs trembled uncontrollably as her pussy gushed, and for the second time in her life, Taisha made her squirt, shooting a jet of cunt juice onto the floor.

Taisha jumped aside. “Whoa, Principal Turner, coming like a faucet!”

Her pace slowed and she nibbled Maggie’s ass again.

“Good girl, now put your ass on the table and let me taste that hot pussy.” Commanded Taisha with an ass slap.

Maggie stood up slightly dazed, turned and sat on the edge of the table, while Taisha remained on her knees. Then she grabbed Maggie behind the knees and pushed her back onto the table. She rolled her onto her back, knees held up and out, spread eagle before Taisha.

Taisha smiled and looked at her soaked pussy. “There’s what I been waitin’ for.”

Maggie lay propped on her elbows looking down at Taisha’s smiling face. As Taisha’s extended tongue moved closer, Maggie moaned in anticipation. Her tongue looked almost giant as she zeroed in on the target. Maggie, panted in disbelief, still reeling from the incredible climax.

She pressed her tongue against Maggie’s stretched taint and licked slowly and firmly up Maggie’s length. Taisha’s eyes widened as she saw Maggie’s puckered lips and almost frantic eyes.

“Oh yeah so delicious.” She sighed as she moved back down to repeat the lick.

“Hoah!” gasped Maggie.

Then she moved to either side and licked the creases between her thighs and mons lapping up all her sweet nectar, before opening wide and engulfing her entire pussy. Taisha wiggled her tongue flat against her labia and then pushed it in tip first as far as she could.

“Yeah, lots of flavor,” she teased and plunged back in.

“Oh Yes, Ms. Taisha!” she whined as her head fell back. “I’ve never… Hah!”

Taisha grinned into her hot pussy. “You like having your cunt munched Principal Turner?”

“Oh my God yes! Ms. Taisha Please.”

Taisha’s head popped up. “I will definitely need seconds later.” She plunged back in.

“Aaaaahhhh!” Maggie screamed.

“Are you gonna come for me again, Principal Turner?” She asked before diving in with her tongue stiff and rolled for maximum penetration.

Maggie rocked her hips in hurried little thrusts, fucking Taisha’s tongue. “Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!”

When Taisha began to wiggle her head shoving herself into Principal Turners pussy, Maggie, was once again pushed over the edge. Her head rolled back, and she let out a series of grunting hums of pleasure while she bounced her hips to another oozing climax.

Taisha nodded as Maggie’s creamy cum flooded her face “Um Huh, um huh,” she moaned.

When the climax passed Taisha licked her clean, slowing and bringing her legs down until they rested on her shoulders. When she finished Taisha stood up and brought Maggie to her feet. Maggie eagerly kissed her, tasting her own juices, just as Taisha had promised

Taisha held her close, letting her hands wonder. “I like you naked my pet. I wish I could take you shopping like this. Wait, I have an idea…”

She stepped back and remove her oversized Tee, revealing a royal blue spandex strapless top that cut straight across her chest, just above her cleavage. She clearly had no bra.

“Try this on my pet,” she said holding it over Maggie.

Maggie slipped her arms through and let it fall into place. She caught a whiff of Taisha’s Reb’l perfume mixed with her own cum as the shirt went on. Taisha adjusted the T, so Maggie’s left shoulder was exposed. It hung loosely on her and reached about 2/3 of the way down her thigh. With nothing else on and so much air under it, she felt naked, and a bit uncomfortable.

Taisha began to circle Maggie looking her up and down. She stepped in behind her and whispered, “this is perfect my pet, covers you ever so nicely and gives me access. A couple of cum spots showing, but we’re not shy, are we Principal Turner?”

She kissed Maggie’s exposed neck and with both hands traced her fingers up the back of Maggie’s thighs lifting the shirt to tickle her exposed ass cheeks. The tingle she created erased any inhibitions Maggie may have had.

“Why don’t you get some sandals maybe, and a purse, I’ll get you some accessories to provide a little discretion. We wouldn’t want you to be recognized, would we? I’ll meet you out back in say ten minutes?”

Maggie watched her walk out half dazed, and in awe of the way the yoga pants fit her glorious body. So many men and women, wear them that really shouldn’t in public. But Taisha Smith was the poster woman for them.

She quickly cleaned up the table and put things away. Then she practically ran to her room. After two orgasms she really had to pee. She cleaned her lady parts with some wet wipes, put on some deodorant and redid her lipstick. Candy apple red was the color of the day. She looked at herself and did like how the oversized Tee revealed her nipples subtly and when she turned, how both ass cheeks were discernable in back. There was a subtle sexiness about it. Not so subtle knowing she was naked underneath.

When she walked outside, Taisha was waiting on one of the lounge chairs by the pool. She was wearing a wide-rimmed sun hat and black framed sunglasses. Her braids hung down just as Maggie liked them. She also had a multicolored translucent oversized wrap that highlighted the blue and black from her outfit.

She stood up holding a pink ball cap and large white framed sunglasses. Come to me my pet, let’s see how this does. Taisha put on the pink Channel ball cap, pulling Maggie’s ponytail through the hole in the back. Then she slid the sunglasses on her, stepped back and looked.

“No one would ever know. I can hardly recognize you Principal turner. Except for those magical lips. Come look, what do you think my pet.”

She took Maggie to the slider window and let her see her reflection. “Are you comfortable shopping for slut clothes now? You will be Marie, my sexy little vixen pet.”

Maggie smiled. Taisha was right. She doubted Sam could even recognize her in this. Taisha raised the back of the shirt and gripped her buns, kneading and rubbing them. Maggie could feel her labia rubbing together as Taisha worked her ass.

“Give me your keys, my pet, I’ll drive.” She said matter of factly.

Maggie complied, enjoying being chauffeured.

As they began to drive, she asked, “Where are we going Ms. Taisha?”

“I know a place much better than Victoria and her secrets. I’m pretty sure we won’t run into anyone you know there.” She looked at Maggie and smiled, shaking her head slowly. “Principal Maggie Turner, I can’t believe we’re here together…” She thought to herself. “Knowing you’re naked under that makes my pussy wet.”

Maggie looked at her grinning with pride. “Too bad, I can’t help you with that today.” She was teased. “Careful sharing information like that. It can be contagious.”

Taisha watched Maggie’s ponytail bob as she laughed. “God, I want you Principal Turner.” At that moment she was not a professional career mentor. Instead, she was a young vibrant sexy girl in a ponytail, oozing sexuality from every pore. “One last chance Principal Turner, your weekend and you choose to give yourself as my pet?”

When Maggie saw her radiant smile and look of disbelief, she happily reaffirmed her decision. Taisha was living a fantasy she had kept secret for years, and Maggie wouldn’t dream of denying her. Not to mention the constant rush of adrenalin, that has been running through Maggie, since that first touch in the RV a few weeks earlier.

Maggie looked at her seriously. “I’m sitting in my own car, wearing only your tee shirt, naked, wet and trembling in anticipation, with no clue what you have in store for me. But, for reasons I don’t fully understand, I trust you Ms. Taisha… Completely.

As they pulled up to a stop light Taisha looked at her. “So glad to hear, now; Let’s see how wet you really are Principal Turner.” Taisha’s hand slid between her thighs. “Goodness Principal Turner, this feels serious, pull that shirt up and let me have a look.”

Maggie complied as Taisha’s fingers slid inside her causing her to groan. Taisha’s eyes widened as Principal Turner freely exposed herself in the car for her amusement.

“Oh my, your pussy lips are quite enflamed and very wet. This seems like a clear case of CWS. Chronic Wetness Syndrome. If this goes untreated it can be quite serious.” Maggie’s head rolled back as Taisha’s fingers worked inside her. “It’s going to require frequent physical therapy, administered manually and orally, I’m afraid.”

Maggie turned her head to the right and saw a young man in the car next to them, staring in awe as he could not see exactly what was happening but had figured out enough.

Just then, Taisha removed her hand. “Light’s changing, need both hands.” She took her fingers in her mouth while she smiled at the driver knowingly and sucked them clean one at a time. “Finger lickin’ good.” She said as she drove away.

And so it went; at the stop lights, the fingers resumed but never quite long enough to push her over the edge. They caught five more lights before arriving at the eXcite lingerie shop in a slightly poor section of town. Taisha got out and walked to Maggie’s side of the car. Then she opened the door and offered her hand.

“Come my pet, this is much better than Vickie’s place. Much more discrete and, how should I say… Provocative!”

Maggie took her hand and followed. Then it hit her, Vickie’s place, she meant Victoria’s Secret. She felt a special rush being in public holding Taisha’s hand. Once inside they were greeted by a curvaceous black woman in her mid-forties, wearing black yoga pants and tank with a long shear, black, opened front cover up.

“Tai, how are you! Glad to see you back.” She looked Maggie up and down smiling, “and who is this?”

Before Maggie could speak Taisha replied. “This is my pet Marie, aren’t you Sweetheart?”

“Yes Ms. Taisha.” replied Maggie, sheepishly. She loved the anonymity of the outfit but was still nervous about being recognized.

“This is Ms. Latonya; she’s going to help us pick out the slut clothes you wanted. She helped me with the outfit you loved so much.” Said Taisha, making Maggie blush.

“Oh, she’s a shy one isn’t she. Look at those cute little red cheeks. I bet she’s absolutely gorgeous, can we lose the glasses and hat and let me get…”

“No, she is very discrete and shy. Those stay on. Thank you though, she is quite beautiful and appreciates the compliment, don’t you, my pet?”

“Yes, thank you Ms. Latonya.” replied Maggie looking toward the merchandise, afraid of eye contact, even with the dark glasses.

“Understood, Tai, can I size her?” asked Latonya.

“Of course, put your hands out to your side, my pet.” She said, smiling.

Maggie put both arms our straight to the side, shoulder level.

“Hold still just a moment, this will just take a sec.” She said as she stepped behind her and slid her hands from the center of Maggie’s back, around her sides and cupped her breasts. “36 B, am I right?”

“Yes Ms. Latonya,” Replied Maggie, stunned that this strange woman was touching her so intimately, yet nonchalantly.

She ran her hands down Maggie’s tummy, to her muff then pulled them around her hips and squeezed her ass. “Size Six?” She asked with her chin brushing Maggie’s shoulder.

“Yes, Ms. Latonya.”

“Great, step over this way and let’s see what we can do. She looks so fresh, I was thinking maybe something in white, what do you think Tai?”

“Sounds good, I hadn’t really thought of white. I like it.”

Within minutes they had ***********ed a white lace bra, with matching garter and stocking’s.

“Can we use the viewing stage please?” asked Taisha.

“Of course, one second.” She opened the door in back. “Cindy Honey, why don’t you have lunch and run some of those errands we talked about. We’re gonna need the room for a while for a private showing.”

A young, blond woman smiled and answered enthusiastically. “Great, I’ll be back later, enjoy.”

“Go in back and try this on my pet. Yell when you’re ready to show us.” She said, smiling warmly.

Maggie couldn’t believe what was happening. She had been excited about modeling for Taisha, but it sounded like she would be modeling for them both. She was mortified at the thought but proceeded to the back room.

There was an antique full length trifold mirror on a raised platform with two steps leading to it. She put on the outfit and admired herself in the mirror. She found it amusing wearing a ball cap and glasses with lingerie. Nonetheless, her excitement grew as she admired herself in the outfit.

The garter was a translucent white lace with a half inch wide elastic band. In front there were two inverted fabric triangles and a strap that connected to the thigh high lace stockings. The front was open revealing her white sheer panties and her dark brown muff through the fabric.

The back side had two narrow triangles of fabric and stocking straps that gave clear vision of her full lace panties. The sheer fabric gave a nice view of her ass through the elegant floral pattern.

The bra was slightly thicker material with a thin silk ribbon that ran horizontally across, just covering her nipples.

“How are you coming along my pet?” Taisha asked, snapping her back to reality.

She took a deep breath. “Ready Ms. Taisha.”

The door opened immediately and they both stepped in. Taisha walked directly up onto the platform and stood behind her pointing her toward the mirrors.

“This is definitely a keeper my pet,” she whispered in her ear as her fingers traced from Maggie’s thighs, up her sides and back down again. “Wouldn’t you agree, Ms. Latonya?” Asked Taisha as she spun Maggie around to face her.

Latonya exhaled, “Oh yes, she is gorgeous. You wouldn’t consider sharing, would you?”

“I don’t think so.” Taunted Taisha. But the thought was intriguing to her.

She turned Maggie back toward the mirror and traced the outline of the top, before caressing her way down Maggie’s firm tummy to the pantie waste band. “You are so beautiful my pet,” she sighed, her breath washing over Maggie’s ear and neck, giving her goose pumps.

She continued to caress and admire her, as Latonya watched hungrily. Maggie couldn’t believe how much it excited her to be touched by Taisha, knowing Latonya was watching.

Taisha’s face lit up, “You know, I think I might like this a little better…”

Before Maggie grasped what was happening, Taisha dropped to her knees, unhooked the garter straps from the stocking in back and spun Maggie around facing them again.