Lilly, a troubled student

“I’ve asked Lilly to join us for dinner tonight. She agreed.”

“Lilly?” asks Ariel, confused. “I mean, I know her. She failed sophomore year, so she’s still only a junior although she should be in my grade. Why did you pick her?”

“A few reasons, but two good ones are she is still on the cheerleading squad, despite her academic deficiencies. She will offer us a good way to access other candidates.”

“Ohhhh.” She takes in your logic and seems satisfied. “And the other good reason?”

“Today’s her 18th birthday.”

While Ariel heads to her parents’ house to do her homework, you return home and start making the meal. Since it is getting warmer, you fire up the grill and throw on a few steaks. You also mash some potatoes and fry brussels sprouts in a little olive oil. Nothing too fancy, but it gets the job done.

Right at 6:00, Ariel shows up and lets herself in. She is always impressed by what you make, as her father cannot boil water and she has been inundated by TV tropes about males not being able to cook. Your rule is that no one is allowed in the kitchen while you cook, though, and the pretty girl is no exception. She pouts adorably as you putter about, putting the finishing touches at the meal that will start in…

*Knock knock knock*

You glance at your watch. 6:29. Right on time. “That would be our guest, Ariel. Be a doll and answer the door, please.”

You hear the door open and a surprised voice say, “Ariel? Are you here for dinner, too?”

“Indeed, I am,” replies Ariel. “Come in. Mr. Doe is finishing dinner. Can I get you a drink?”

“Umm, water is fine.”

Ariel walks back to the kitchen. “Oh, master of the kitchen, do I have your permission to enter?”

“No,” you say. “I’m done, so I can make drinks for both of you. Go out and socialize.”

She gives you the look that students have been giving you for your career. You mix up a couple of Cape Cods and a whisky for yourself and head to the living room. Lilly is seated on the couch. She is raven-haired and petite, with a generous chest. She is not wearing her school uniform, as having come from cheerleading practice she is wearing the full uniform. The name of your school features prominently across her chest, and the white and blue pleated skirt completes the outfit. You notice with amusement that her white Adidas shoes match Ariel’s, though her blue and white socks look less mismatched.

“Ladies, let us go to the table. Dinner is served.”

Lilly is confused about her drink. You reassure her that it is okay, and you all adjourn to the dining room. The meal, of course, is excellent. You watch Lilly squirm with anxiety and questions while you and Ariel chat until finally, once almost all the food was gone, she blurts out, “Mr. Doe, why did you ask me here?”

“Lilly, I think we can do something for you. I know you have had academic troubles. Lord knows you have enough problems in my class. Ariel and I think that we can help you to pass the year and maybe graduate.”

The girl looks even more confused. “Wait, both of you?”

“Absolutely. Ariel is a gifted student in my class who can always intuit the answers I am looking for.” A less crude way of saying you love to stick your cock in her. “And I, of course, am versed in many subjects and can possibly teach you a thing or two. All you need to do is trust us and let us help. You will do that, please.”

“Oh, yes,” chimes in Ariel. “We will help you be the best you.”

“I suppose you and Ariel can tutor me, if you think you can.”

You and Ariel share a smile. “Marvelous. Listen closely. I need you to obey Ariel in whatever she tells you. You can do that to bring up your grade, can’t you.”

“I suppose I can.”

You turn the meeting over to Ariel while you collect the dishes. The pans are already washed, so it takes you little time to put the dishes into the dishwasher and pour yourself another drink. You meander over to your bedroom to observe the sight of Lilly, stripped to the waist, pushing up Ariel’s shirt and taking her nipples into her mouth.

“Make me cum!” Ariel moans, and now the poor Lilly has ****. She starts to rub at Ariel’s clit with one hand, sliding two fingers in with the other, and working over Ariel’s nipples with her mouth. Ariel sighs twice and, arching her back a little, achieves her desire.