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Straight White Girls: A Pet Teacher

Straight White Girls: A Pet Teacher Summary: White teacher submissive is seduced by black dominant parent. Note 1: Thanks to goamz86 and Robert for editing this story. Straight White Girls: A Pet Teacher Jasmine's last parent-teacher interview was scheduled for nine at night, a full hour after the evening was supposed to end. Janet Jones, the mother of Bethany Jones, couldn't make it until this late time because of another meeting. Jasmine was overly tired, and a bit bitchy after a day of teaching followed by an evening of interviews. Most of them had gone well, and she wasn't expecting this one to go poorly, as Bethany was a great student. Jasmine tried to grade Hamlet essays but her mind was done for the day, so instead she was playing Flappy Birds on her phone when Mrs. Jones walked in at five minutes after nine. “Sorry I'm late,” Janet smiled warmly, a voluptuous black woman in her early forties, a virtual older copy of her daughter. Jasmine looked up startled, her bird crashing. She was surprised by how much alike the mother and daughter looked. No way did this woman look old enough to have an eighteen year old daughter. She turned on her fake teacher charm and greeted, “Hi, Mrs. Jones, no worry at all. Gave me a chance to do some marking.” Janet smiled, “Looks like some new wave marking,” pointing to the phone. Jasmine laughed, “I'm mentally done and this flappy birds game is ridiculously addicting.” Janet, the devious plan in her head the real reason she insisted on ...

... the late time, quipped her new prey oblivious to her true meaning, “Addiction is hard to control.” Jasmine laughed, “Stupid cell phones. I'm not really much of a gamer. My ten year old son put this game on my phone.” Janet laughed back, deciding to lean on a student's desk rather than sit in the chair put across from the teacher in order to showcase her long nylon-clad legs and her voluptuous breasts. “So what are we going to do about my daughter?” The teacher chuckled, “I know, she's quite a handful.” Janet, again responding with naughty innuendo, quipped, “Oh, she's more than a handful.” Jasmine noticed the odd tone of the mother's response, but didn't put much thought into it. “Were there any particular concerns about the report card I emailed last week?” “No, no,” Janet shook her head, as she hopped onto the desk and slowly crossed her right leg over her left. “Her grades are great.” “She has the highest mark in the class,” Jasmine agreed, unable to not notice the mother’s long legs in nylon, her fetish ever since her old school boyfriend insisted she wear them for him. She had since worn them almost every day of her life from plus 90 degree summer days to the crazy cold of winter. Nylons were part of who she was, like her brown hair, blue eyes and 34b breasts. Jasmine was also surprised to see this attractive black woman in pantyhose. They seemed to be so out in 2014 (which was a shame because they definitely enhanced the seductive allure of any woman) and other than ...