1. Bedding the Babysitter Ch 06


    Date: 1/23/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Lesbian, Romance, School, Written by women, Author: jasmine walker, Rating: 92.9, Source: sexstories.com

    real Mistress," I said and told Mom everything that had transpired the past few weeks. Once I had finished, Mom was silent before she finally said, "I don't even know what to say." "You don't have to say anything, Mom, you just have to support me." "Of course, honey," she softly replied, "it's just this has been a lot to digest in one day. Both my predicament as well as learning my daughter is gay." "I know, Mom," I replied. Looking at the clock, I freaked out. "Shoot, I am suppose to meet Ashley in twenty minutes and I haven't even started getting ready.” "Well, what can I do?" "Drive me," I asked. "Of course, honey," she chuckled. "What?" "When the day started if someone would have told me I would be driving my daughter on a date that would have surprised me. That it was a date with another girl would have surprised me even more. Yet, after all that has happened today...." "I know Mom." I smiled."I know." I gave her a quick hug and kiss on the cheek, before I hurried to my room and rifled through my closet. What to wear on my date? If it was a date? Was it a date? Or was it two friends going to a movie? Time being my enemy, I didn’t have time to analyze what it was or wasn’t and focused on what to wear. I decided to stick to my more provocative style I had worn since my transformation. A long plaid skirt, thigh high stockings and a white blouse. My hair wasn't perfect, but it would have to do. I quickly texted Megan: Mistress Megan, I talked to Mom. I think we are cool if ...
    that is possible after today. Could you please check on her. She knows about you and I. Pet Jenny Megan texted back while I was in the car with my Mom: Pet Jenny, Oh my... she knows. How is she taking it? Meg I typed back: Mistress Megan, Fine...I think. I just think she needs an adult to talk to. Pet Jenny She responded: Will do, sexy. Meg We drove in silence to the theatre while I texted. Once I put my phone away, Mom asked, “Who you texting?” “Mistress Megan,” I admitted. “Mistress,” she repeated, still attempting to come to grips with what she had done, “I can’t believe how many times I have heard or said that word today.” “Tell me about it,” I joked, before warning “I asked Mistress to check on you.” “You did?” she asked, instantly going red. “Yes, she can help you sort out all your feelings like she did for me,” I explained. “But she seduced you,” Mom pointed out. “She opened the door to who I am,” I corrected. After a brief pause, I added, “Plus, although she is a Mistress, she is above all a compassionate woman. Promise me you will talk to her if she comes over or invites you over.” “Ok,” she reluctantly agreed. At the theatre, Mom smiled. "Call me if you need me to pick you up." "Will do," I smiled and have her a quick hug, like I had always done. I watched her pull away and my anxiety instantly grew. Considering all I had done the past couple of weeks, and the fact that Ashley and I had already had sex, albeit under strange circumstances, I was incredibly nervous. I ...
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