"Girls?" You ask, worried that Mr. Milton will not be happy with this at all. Heck, you're not happy with it. The whole point was the find 12 horny, uncontrollably wild students to fuck her. Not schoolgirls. You shake your head. "Why would you go easy on yourself like that?" You say, disappointed.
Nicole smiles, grabbing a robe from nearby and throwing it on. She reveals a duffle bag on the couch, that had been hiding under the discarded robe. It appears to be filled with something... adult toys. "You just think that because you were never a high school girl."
"I don't know." you say, still unconvinced. "besides it's a lot easier to get in trouble with girls."
"Relax" Nicole says, as if she's always been the most confident slut in the world. "They're all over 18. And trust me, these girls will fuck me up more than 12 boys will."
"Really?" You don't believe it.
"See for yourself. They'll be here soon. Why don't you watch from over there." There is a window from your living room into your kitchen that shutters closed, but there's still a crack one can peek out through. Nicole gestures through it.
Okay, you think, but if this doesn't work out, you'll have to embrace your new role as your wife's bimbo owner and punish her yourself. You start to head over to your spying spot.
Still, you have to know one thing. "Honestly, where did you find 12 schoolgirls who you think will be crazier than teenage boys? Who are these girls?"
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