“Surprisingly racy knickers for a geek,” he observes.
“You should see my bra.”
“I rather think I eventually shall. These are of course coming down,” he adds, tugging the panties to her knees. “Naughty girls are always spanked on their bare bottom.”
He allows a palpable tension to build; Alice turns her head and gives a questioning look. Giles lifts her chin, and they kiss, this first intimate contact is abruptly interrupted when his palm strikes her right cheek. The springy skin shimmers sensually under the impact; Alice yelps as her left cheek receives similar treatment. He alternates from side to side and a cumulative smart begins to suffuse Alice’s bottom.
Completely in thrall to the moment, she squirms across his lap, red marks on her bum and thighs, soaring to previously unimagined heights of sexual stimulation until the QM eventually stops. Chivalrously he helps Alice, heat radiating from her blush-pink posterior, to stand, exhibiting the wet evidence of her arousal in the process. The QM reaches forward but a newly emboldened Alice bids him wait.
“Stay still,” she murmurs, “let’s see what we have here.” Deftly she frees his erect member. “Well,” Alice muses aloud, “not that I’m any expert but that is impressive. Do you have a condom?” Blithely thinking all females to ‘be on the pill,’ the QM hasn’t considered this eventuality. “Don’t worry,” says Alice, “as usual I’ve done my lesson preparation.” She produces a small packet from under an exotic bra strap and slips a sheath over his straining erection. “Something I learned from YouTube,” she reveals proudly, “always good to put theory into practice.” There’s a subtle change in the balance of power. She stands, he sits; Alice, aware of the QM’s evident desire to possess her, senses instinctively she’s gained control.
“Right,” she says softly,” let’s see what you can do Mr Knighton – or should I say, Professor?” Giles is past caring, in thrall to an atavistic desire to penetrate this entrancing, rosy-bottomed vision. Alice straddles him, sliding the tip of his cock between labia slick with her juices. Delicately she lowers herself, engages the head and then pauses. Apart from a couple of drunken student fumbles, painfully groped tits and an ineptly prodded pussy, this is her first time.
Giles attempts to pull her down onto his erection and Alice lightly slaps his hand away. “I choose when,” she murmurs reproachfully. Slowly she takes him deeper inside.
“So tight,” Giles sighs with pleasure. Alice bends to kiss him and guides his hands to her breasts while clenching her pelvic floor muscles.
“Tight,” Alice confirms absently, “despite all my practice with a vibrator…” Enough teasing, her need for release can’t be delayed. Alice moves up and down, taking his full length, increasing the pressure on her clitoris, and sending Giles to seventh heaven.
“I’m coming,” moans Giles, unable to hold back as his cock spasms, flooding her pussy.
“Yes!” shrieks Alice, for once uninhibited. Overcome by intense waves of sensation, trembling and moaning, she climaxes too. Unsure of post-coital etiquette, Alice leaves a polite thank-you note and creeps out early the next morning while Giles is still asleep.
Her first stop is the charity shop, to return the shoes.
“Hi, I’m Cinderella in reverse,” she laughs.
Hannah greets her with a congratulatory hug that quickly transmutes into ardent kisses, hands eagerly exploring each other’s bodies. “There’s the necklace too,” adds Alice, eyes shining, alive to entirely new erotic possibilities.
“A gift darling, I want you to keep it on.” Hannah walks to the door, locks it and turns the sign to ‘closed’. She leads Alice to the back of the shop. “But take everything else off and open those lovely legs wide for me, there’s something else I want to do for you…”
Although Giles is wise enough to understand theirs was a ‘one night only’ encounter, they remain on good terms. Alice gains a PhD, and the QM generously introduces her to a network of influential media folk. Since her quiz appearance proves a big hit with the viewing public, she gets a gig presenting TV science programmes.
A year later Hannah and Alice lie together in post-coital bliss.
“I need a cock,” murmurs Hannah, slightly the older of the pair. “Don’t misunderstand honey, what we have is lovely, you do me beautifully with the strap-on, but sometimes a girl just craves the real thing.”
“What do we have?” replies Alice dreamily, unoffended by her soul mate’s frankness. “What are we?”
“Non-exclusive as women and still enjoy men, we don’t have to define ourselves as anything,” shrugs Hannah.
“Fine by me,” agrees Alice, “but getting back to your point, where do we find someone appropriate?”
“You sang the praises of quiz master Giles a while back,” ventures Hannah, “seen him recently?”
“A couple of times…” replies Alice, guardedly.
“I thought your initial assignation was a one-off?”
“It was, then it wasn’t,” answers Alice vaguely, “he seems to have assumed a mentoring role.”
“By mentoring I suppose you mean spanking your pert bottom, followed by a sound shafting?”
“To be honest, yes,” Alice smiles pleasurably at the memory of her last encounter just a couple of weeks previously.
“Well, I’d like some of the latter too, please. Let’s invite Giles to tea,” announces Hannah decisively.
Giles sits in Hannah’s spacious flat eating daintily cut sandwiches, cream scones with strawberry jam, and sipping Earl Grey tea. What, he wonders, have these two, a science professor, and a recently published novelist, been plotting?
“Delightful to be here, but I suspect a hidden agenda.”
“Hannah has devised an entertainment to set the mood, after which we rather hoped you’d assist us in attending to certain needs,” Alice responds with sparkling good humour. “Not unlike those you and I have indulged in our recent, shall we say, tutorials.”
“Aha,” now Giles understands, “a most intriguing prospect, please proceed,” he gestures indulgently. Hannah steps boldly forward, grasps Alice by the wrists and tugs her towards the sofa.
“I’m afraid this naughty darling has been tardy in keeping me apace with her recent romantic encounters, contrary to our arrangement. “Consequently, I intend to spank her, with you as a witness to add a dash of shame and humiliation.” Alice looks anything but shamed and humiliated; turned on would be a more accurate description.
Hannah sits purposefully, back straight, knees demurely together, pulls Alice face down across her lap and commences the spanking. Hoists her simple summer dress, pulling down lace-trimmed panties the better to expertly burnish her bare bottom until Alice is squealing. Hannah winks conspiratorially at Giles who watches enraptured from an adjacent chair.
“Bad girl, I haven’t finished with you yet,” she admonishes. Pulling her friend’s skimpy undies right off, she sniffs the flimsy material, inhaling the olfactory evidence of the young woman’s sexual stimulation before pushing them into Alice’s mouth. “That’ll keep you quiet for a bit. I must be inventive when disciplining this minx,” she explains to Giles who leans forward, keen not to miss a single erotic moment.