“I know. I’ve spoken to his other instructors already. Good lord, what a bunch of stuffy old peacocks! But I’m surprised. After everything he’s put into you recently… your class that is, the best you can do is a B?”
Randy was sure now that Tracy knew that she’d spread her legs for Kyle, but sensed that she wasn’t going to make an issue of it. Her speech about Randy’s class had been loaded with double meanings, and those little slips, there was no way they were accidental. Then there was the way she had checked out her body, and the way her fingers were dancing on her skin. Randy couldn’t decide if the woman was signaling her that it was okay for her to have sex with her son, or if she was making a move on her herself. She decided that it was time to find out.
“I think so,” she said, laying her hand on top of Tracy’s, and putting light pressure on it, rocking it back and forth gently. “He’s completed the minimum course requirements, but to be honest, he really didn’t make an impression on me until yesterday. Before that, I didn’t know if he had what it took to satisfy me, as far as his grasp of the subject was concerned.”
Tracy nodded and smiled, and her hand started stroking Randy’s leg lightly. Randy smiled back, and started to move her hand away, but Tracy put her forefinger over hers, and shook her head. The movement was barely noticeable to anyone but Randy, and she wasn’t completely sure exactly what she had just seen. Tracy’s hand stopped at the bottom of Randy’s shorts, and she lifted one eyebrow slightly, then glanced at the field.
Randy had never had another woman be so openly sexual toward her, while being so subtle about it. She’d had her share of lesbian passes, and even had a few flings with some of her roommates in college, but Tracy’s multi-layered approach had her intrigued.
“There’s a lot of give and take in the educational process.” Tracy said lightly as she turned back to her. “Sometimes, the teacher has to show a willingness to accept input from a student.” She squeezed Randy’s leg lightly, and stroked her fingers back and forth over her soft skin. “Then there’s the parent teacher relationship. They have to be open to, and understand what the other is telling them, especially the little signals when people aren’t comfortable to speak freely. Sometimes people miss out on those opportunities that make life… interesting.”
“I couldn’t agree more,” Randy said, pulling Tracy’s hand gently up under the leg of her shorts. “I try to be as receptive as I can to everything my students offer me, and I have to admit, that with Kyle, it’s easier than with some of my other students. I mean, he has so much to offer! And with the right guidance, he can work wonders with it!”
“You are so right!” Tracy said, leaning close. She let her voice drop to a conspiratorial whisper. “And I have to tell you, I appreciate you taking him firmly in hand like you have. If it’s not too much trouble, I’d like you to feel free to go even further with him.” Her finger slipped up over Randy’s again as she moved her hand higher up under the leg of her shorts. She sat back, and looked at the field, then back at Randy. “But you and I need to communicate to, Randy. I feel that we’re really connecting, but we need to widen our horizons, open things up between us.” Her eyes flicked down toward Randy’s legs, then right back to her face.
Randy laughed and leaned back in her seat, letting her legs drift apart. She pulled lightly on Tracy’s hand, easing it even higher under her shorts. Tracy’s fingers were less than an inch from the crotch of her panties, and Randy was curious just how far she would go in this public venue.
“Tracy, you have to stop reading my mind!” she said, moving her hand again until Tracy’s fingers were almost brushing the damp fabric of her panties. “I think we have to explore those openings that present themselves to us, and take advantage of them! I mean, we’re talking about your son’s future here!”
“My point exactly,” Tracy said, reaching out with her little finger, brushing it softly up and down the puffy crotch of Randy’s panties. She pressed the edge of her finger harder against her, forcing her panties up between the lips of her pussy. She could feel the hairs poking out from under the leg holes, ticking the side of her hand, and she smiled as she felt her panties getting wetter by the second. “It’s his life, but isn’t it exciting that we have to opportunity to guide and nurture him like this? We’re not going to be around all the time to tell him that something is dripping, or that the bushes need to be trimmed, and we have to be sure he’s prepared to jump on whatever opens itself up to him!”
She pulled her hand from under Randy’s shorts again, and turned to looked at the field again. Waving her hand slowly in front of her face like she was shooing away an insect, she inhaled the pleasant aroma of Randy’s pussy. She turned back to her, making sure she noticed what she’d done. Randy was smiling, and her tongue darted out, licking lightly at her upper lip, then retreated.
“It looks like the game is about to start again. So I’m afraid I’ll have to be going.” she said. “But I’ve had the most delightful time talking to you. Let’s get together soon, when we can really give this issue a good going over!”
“I’d like that!” Randy said. “Would you like to stay here, and watch the rest of the game with me? No one was sitting in that seat. Most of the seats in this section are open.”
Tracy put her little finger in her mouth, pretending to consider the offer. She ran in slowly in and out of her mouth, sucking on it lightly as she sampled Randy’s juices. Then she dropped her hand to Randy’s knee, patting it gently.
“That’s a delightful offer dear, but I have seats behind the bench on the forty yard line. The parents and boosters section, you know? And I’m with a group of friends.” Tracy slid her hand high up on Randy’s leg again, smiling at her. “I’m having a party tomorrow to celebrate, or console, we still have to see which. Why don’t you join us? I’m sure we’ll have lots of chances to get to know each other much better then!”
“Thank you! I’d like that. I can get the address from the student registry, and I already have the your number. I get all my students phone numbers in case a class is cancelled, or there’s a problem on campus.”
Tracy stood up, looking at the field. “Oh, they’re about to kick off for the second half. I really need to get back!” she walked out to the aisle, and Randy watched her ass wiggling in her tight jeans as she moved.
Tracy stopped when she reached the stairs, and turned back to Randy.
“It’s a pool party, so bring your suit! And don’t forget to trim!”
She threw Randy a wicked grin, waved, and was gone up the stairs.
Chapter 6
Scene Twelve-The House Party
Part One
“Randy! I’m so glad you could make it dear! Come on in!” Tracy said as she ushered her into the house. “My friends Lois and Susan are out by the pool with the boys. After you called, I wanted to make sure I heard the bell when you got here.”
Randy was wearing hiking shorts again, with a black t-shirt and tennis shoes. She looked Tracy up and down as they went into the living room.
Tracy was wearing a dark blue bikini with a beach wrap around her waist that still let most of one leg show.
“Thank you for inviting me! And I’m glad we’re celebrating, not consoling.” Randy said, looking around the room. “Oh, Tracy! What a lovely home! Did you decorate it yourself?”
“Oh, god no!” Tracy laughed. “A photographer I work with sometimes had his crew do it for me. It was a bonus for a shoot that I did with him.” She took one of the bags Randy was carrying, and headed for the kitchen. “Let’s take some of this stuff into the kitchen, then get you changed.”
“Thanks, I brought some queso dip and chips, but I didn’t know what you drank, so I just brought some beer.” Randy said as she sat the twelve pack on the counter.
“We’ve got plenty of booze, believe me. We drink mostly margaritas around here. Don’t be fooled when Lois offers you some of her ‘special punch’. It’s kind of an inside joke, so don’t ask.”