Parent-Teacher Confrontation

Christie Stevens hits the doorbell and London River swings the door wide, Dee Williams right at her side. Christie’s face tightens, polite smile fighting nerves as the two gorgeous women look her over. London flashes a bright grin, “You must be Christie?” Christie nods. “And you’re Dee and London?” Dee gives her a guarded hello while London invites her in. They settle on the couch, wives on one side, teacher on the other. Small talk dies fast. Christie thanks them for inviting her, then lays out why she’s really here: their daughter’s grades slipped, and she needs to see how they live. London says they’re just an ordinary married couple. Christie clears her throat. “Ordinary? You’re both women.” Dee’s eyes narrow. The air gets thick. Christie keeps tripping over her own words, claiming a woman belongs with a man. Dee smirks, “Sounds like the lady doth protest too much.” Christie jumps to her feet, face red. London and Dee trade a look; they can smell curiosity a mile away. Dee leans in, kisses London slow and deep, then turns to Christie. “Wanna see more?” Christie’s lips part. No words come out, just a shaky nod. Dee moves close, presses her mouth to the teacher’s. Christie stiffens, then melts, tongue hungry. London joins, three mouths sliding together while hands start roaming—big tits squeezed, nipples pinched, breathing turning ragged. Christie’s proper clothes come off fast, and the wives show her exactly how two women make a straight girl forget everything she thought she knew.