Boston Private

Undoing the belt on Lauren's jeans, Marilyn managed to pull them down her legs. Lauren reciprocated by undoing Marilyn's skirt. Since they had tossed off their shoes and socks when they both curled up on the couch, they were both left with only their panties.

Marilyn matched Lauren's moves, sliding her own hand into her plain white panties and her fingers past the trimmed blonde bush. In no time at all the two teachers were furiously finger fucking each other.

Now both were covered with a sticky film of sweat as they pushed the other along the road to orgasm. A road that proved rather short as first Lauren, then Marilyn had a brief but pleasing climax.

"That was great," Marilyn said as they wrapped her arms around Lauren and pulled her close, "really great."

"I think fantastic would be a better choice of words," Lauren offered as she kissed Marilyn's cheek.

"I'll defer to your judgment," Marilyn chuckled, "after all, you are a department head."

"What should we try next?" Lauren asked, her voice containing a small fear that Marilyn might decide that her curiosity had been satisfied and bring their explorations to a stop.

Marilyn took what seemed like such a long time answering that Lauren was sure that her fear was right on the money. Then it was dashed aside as Marilyn smiled invitingly and suggested that they move their little adventure to the bedroom where they might be more comfortable.

Once spread out on Marilyn's bed, they quickly took off each other's panties, removing the last barrier between them. They pressed their bodies together, rubbing first their nipples, then their pussies against each other. Still filled with curious excitement, they continued what they had started on the couch.

"Hold on a second," Marilyn interrupted as an idea sparkled in her eyes. "I have something we can use."

Disengaging herself from their embrace, Marilyn leaned over and reached into the bottom drawer of her night table. As she did, Lauren couldn't help but appreciate the rounded smoothness of her ass. God this woman had a perfect body, she thought.

From within the table, Marilyn produced a slim, smooth white plastic vibrator. The appearance of the phallic shaped toy brought a look of surprise to Lauren's face.

"Oh come on," Marilyn laughed, "like you don't have one too."

"Have one?" Lauren repeated in all seriousness. "Up until thirty second ago, I'd never even seen one."

"You're kidding?" the brown skinned beauty asked. Then realizing that her friend was telling the truth added, "It's no wonder that most of the students think you're some kind of nun."

"Some nun," Lauren replied as she considered the fact that she was naked in bed with another woman and what they had been doing.

Then, considering some of the stories she'd heard about nuns over the years, maybe the nickname wasn't so far off the mark after all.

"Where did you get that?" Lauren asked, finding it hard to imagine the teacher going to some out of the way sex shop.

"Mail order," Marilyn simply replied as she twisted the bottom of the slim toy and it began to softly buzz.

"Really?" Lauren said in surprise.

"Why don't you just lay back and let me show you what you've been missing," Marilyn said, dismissing Lauren's questions.

"Oh God!" Lauren yelled as Marilyn guided the pulsating tip of the long toy between the folds of her pussy and brushed it against the tip of her clitoris.

The journey of the pleasure-giving device had begun at the tips of Lauren's breasts, then passed down the small valley between them. It continued on down between her legs, leaving a tingling trail.

Marilyn slowly moved the humming toy in and out of Lauren's pussy. It left a rising appreciation of the benefits of modern technology and a mental note to purchase one for herself at the very first opportunity.

"Oh I can't wait any longer," Marilyn said as she withdrew the vibrator from within Lauren and twisted the base to the off position.

She was about to lay it aside when she noticed the small amount of shiny residue at the tip. Lifting it to her mouth, she slid her tongue across it, licking the plastic clean. It was but an appetizer of what was to come.

Finally laying the now clean toy aside, Marilyn took hold of Lauren's legs and spread them apart. There was little doubt that she was the one in charge right now and the slightly older blonde didn't seem to care a bit.

Throughout her life, once Marilyn had made up her mind to do something, she would act on that decision with great enthusiasm. This time was no exception as she lowered her head between Lauren's outstretched legs and eagerly partook of the ambrosia she had just sampled.

If the touch of her vibrator on Lauren's clit had been electrifying, that of Marilyn's soft tongue proved explosive. Lauren's body quaked beneath the repeated thrusts of her mouth and fingers.

"Ooooooh," Lauren moaned in response, unable to believe that this was the first time Marilyn had ever done this. What would she be like if she'd had more practice?

Marilyn wrapped her arms around Lauren's legs, holding her even tighter against her face. The fires within her made her a woman possessed, passing those raging flames into Lauren's body as well.

Wave upon increasing wave of rising gratification crashed across the fullness of Lauren's body, sending her spiraling down a whirlpool of delights. It didn't take long for that whirlpool to erupt into a senses shattering orgasm that she would never forget.

"Marilyn!!" she screamed at the top of her lungs as her body quivered and quaked with such force that she almost thought that she might black out.

"There is absolutely no way I am ever going to be able to top that," Lauren said as she finally regained her senses.

"I guess I did get a little carried away," Marilyn softly laughed. "It's okay."

"You didn't give me a chance to finish," Lauren continued. "I don't think I'm going to be able to top it, but I'm going to give my best shot."

In no time at all, Lauren's face was in turn buried between Marilyn's thighs as the brown skinned woman braced herself against the headboard. Rocking back and forth, Marilyn added her motions to the not insignificant skill of Lauren's tongue. The blonde haired teacher hadn't given herself enough credit. In less time that she would've believed possible, she had brought Marilyn to the crest of her own climax.

"Right there," Marilyn panted as Lauren found her sensitive spot, feeling the rising swells within her.

Lauren took the recommendation and concentrated her efforts on that spot. Not to say she didn't spread out her efforts in other areas as well. She could feel the tremor in the dark legs pressed against the sides of her face. Her heart raced at the thought that she had caused both that and the orgasm yet born.

A birth that came less than five minutes later with a gratifying intensity that left no room for complaint. Not that Marilyn would've been inclined to do so under any circumstances.

"That was pretty nice," Marilyn smiled as her climax slowly subsided and she dropped down and kissed Lauren in appreciation of her gift.

Over the next few hours, they repeated their little experiment as any good researchers would. After all, they rightly reasoned, until a new day actually began, it was all part of the same event. To their mutual delight, each repetition ended with a similar if not more satisfying conclusion.

Finally, long after the dawn, the two lovers were forced to reluctantly concede that a new day had indeed begun. A single, long kiss sealed their bargain. To put the events of the previous night into a locked box, never to see the light of day.

Monday morning found Lauren and Marilyn having coffee together in the teacher's lounge. Silence filled the table as each of them quietly read various papers and savored their drinks. As per their mutual agreement, the events of the weekend were not a topic of discussion.

"Good morning, Marla," Lauren said as she looked up and noticed the heavyset teacher pouring herself a cup of coffee. "How was your weekend?"

"Oh it was fine," she said as she stirred the cream she had added to her cup. "I went to visit my cousin over in Cambridge."

"That's nice," Lauren replied as she went back to the lesson plan she had been reviewing.

"How did the two of you make out on Friday?" Marla asked after taking a slip of her coffee.

The seemingly innocent question, at least to the other teachers scattered around the room, caused both Lauren and Marilyn's heads to snap up at the same time. A guilty look filled both their faces.

"Friday?" Lauren asked, her voice almost stuttering.

"Yes," Marla said, wondering why such a simple question seemed to upset the department head so much. "The two of you where having dinner together Friday night, or did I get that wrong?"

"No, dinner was fine," Marilyn answered for Lauren, remembering that Marla had been there when they had first made their plans.

"Good," Marla concluded as she took her coffee and Danish and went to sit at one of the other tables.

Lauren and Marilyn looked at each other for a long moment. Then they both burst into a relief filled laughter. An action that drew a few stares from some onlookers.

"Private joke," Marilyn said, satisfying most of their curiosities.

They smiled at each other, secure in the knowledge that no one would ever know what had passed between them. Yet, as they went back to their reading, one thought seemed to echo in each of their thoughts.

Despite what they had said to each other about their little venture into the world of Sapphic lust. About it being a one-time experiment, both young women knew that it was going to be impossible to put the genie back in the bottle. The question in each of their minds centered instead on which of them would be the first to act on that conclusion. As they looked deep into each other's eyes, it was a question that might not be long in the answering.

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