The next day

All next day, Julia found herself distracted by thoughts of Madison and what the two of them would do together that weekend. But then Julia found herself racked by a cold, dark fear. Surely Madison would have a change of heart. Surely she wouldn't want any part of a woman more than twice her age, especially since Julia had confessed all her horrid, sick pedophilic fantasies. Surely the young girl would find her expressions of total sexual surrender utterly repellant and report her immediately to the authorities if she even lifted a finger to turn her salacious fantasies into reality. Madison was obviously a girl who liked to swim in her pool, and to put on a skin show for women like Julia who were a safe target for her cruelty because she knew they were too scared or too moral to try anything really nasty. Sure, Madison had made Julia take her swimsuit top off, but that was just something the eighteen year old had done to play nasty little mind games with her. Julia remembered with a pang of regret that Madison had stopped the older woman from removing her last veil of modesty. Surely Madison had suddenly become disgusted with Julia, and had decided that she had had enough of the older woman's obvious infatuation and slavish devotion to her. Madison must have come to the conclusion last night that she didn't want Julia, especially her when there were so many other, younger, sexier girls and women she could prey upon. The girl had seen Julia's naked breasts and must have concluded right then and there that she could do lots better than Julia if she wanted a sexy submissive female to push around. Julia finally decided that Madison had merely satisfied her curiosity about her body, and had decided that Julia just wasn't enticing enough to play with.

Julia told herself that she had better get all those disgusting dreams about humiliating herself in front of Madison out of her mind before she got herself into some very serious trouble. Sure, it was obvious that Madison liked to tease and torment older women, to push their erotic envelope a little. What girl her age didn't dream of pushing some older woman around, particularly her own mother? This was especially true if the young schoolgirl could make a strong, successful MILF like Julia bow subserviently to her sexual bidding, then brag about it to all her little schoolfellow girlfriends and playmates.

But if Julia ever really tried any of those sick, horrid things she had dreamed about late last night on Madison, the older woman was now absolutely certain the young girl would just laugh out loud right in her face, and then report her to the nearest Child **** policewoman. Julia knew for sure that being exposed as a secret pedophile meant immediate termination from her job, loss of her nice house and pool, and most assuredly some hard jail time to boot. She just wasn't going to risk it. She just wasn't!

So, Julia pulled herself together that afternoon and resigned herself to a weekend where she would constantly have to be keeping herself in check. Or else!

Late, that Friday afternoon, Julia opened her font door to find Madison waiting in her usual spot on the front porch outside Julia's fence. The older woman was more than a little bit startled to see the girl, despite the fact that she knew to be expecting her. Despite herself, Julia began to feel the first stirrings of secret longing even before she could say "hello." But she knew that **** danger lay down that road, so she took herself to task and worked with all her might to cool down.

"Hi, Madison. I thought your Mom wasn't leaving till after dinner."

Madison smiled up at Julia, and the older woman noted an evil little glint in the young girl's eyes.

"She had to leave earlier than expected, Julia. She sent me over here with my stuff for the weekend. I knew it would be okay with you. You always like to see me. You told me so last night. Remember?"

Madison punctuated her sentence with a giggle.

As Julia blushed at the girl's emphasis on the word "see", Madison just giggled again and pointed to an overnight case sitting on the ground next to her. It was then that Julia noticed that Madison already had her tight little string bikini on with nothing but a two-sizes-too-small T-shirt on top. The older woman just couldn't stop her eyes from straying as she gave the young girl the once over. Yes. There it was; that haunting, hinting curve of the girl's bikini top, those taut little nipples, that enticing thrust of puffiness between her slender legs. Irrational hunger fought a **** battle against fear of discovery and self-preservation for control of Julia's mind and soul, and Julia couldn't deny that hunger was winning.

When Julia could finally tear her longing gaze away, she looked into Madison's unblinking eyes, and then she saw that familiar little smirk on the girl's lips.

"Do you still like what you see, Julia? You've been looking at my body now all week long. You know you only have to ask to see more of it. Actually, from now on, you'll have to beg to see more, but I bet you're willing to do that now. And don't you want to do more than just look, Julia? You already said you did. You already proved it by letting me make you take your top off last night. And I'll let you do more than just look, too, teacher dear, if you beg me really nice. But it will cost you, Julia. And you already know what it will cost you, don't you? Are you willing to pay my price?"

Hearing Madison's taunting words, Julia let her eyes once more sweep hungrily across the young girl's sexy body from head to toe, but then screaming fear suddenly blasted everything else out of her mind and she came back to herself. Before the older woman could utter a word more, the young girl saw the panic in Julia's eyes and said in a husky whisper, "That's okay, Julia. I'll wait a little while longer to make you to beg. I can wait, Julia. I've got lots of time. So, can we go swimming now?"

Madison looked right at her and nodded toward the gate.

Julia could not help the shiver that ran over her body. What was in store for her? She fought her maddening desire to follow this girl down any pathway where she might lead and faced up to Madison once again, trying to be as cheerful as if she had never heard Madison's lewd questions. She decided to see if she could placate the girl in some way to reduce the tension between them.

"Sure Madison, we can swim now. Don't you want me to change into that special tight little bikini you like so much?" As she heard those pleading words coming out of her mouth, Julia was stunned by how blatantly a part of her was trying desperately to satisfy the young girl. Why did it suddenly matter so much to her whether Madison liked the idea of her asking to wear the swimsuit the young girl liked looking at her in? Couldn't she do anything to forestall the certain disaster that would follow along behind her giving in to those sick cravings her body and soul so clearly shared?

Madison looked up at the older woman. "Yeah, Julia. I've been thinking to myself all day long about how much fun it would be to make you wear that next to nothing bikini of yours. You know, the skimpy, slutty one you had on last night that shows off so much of your boobs and ass. You know, Julia, I really liked looking at your big floppy boobs last night. Just like I know you can't wait to look at my perky little ones right this minute."

Julia met Madison's cruel words with a tormenting mixture of anxiety and apprehension. But she decided to put a bold, cheerful face on her reply and pretend things were normal, even when she knew for certain sure they were anything but normal.

"Okay, Madison. Just let me run in and change into my bikini, then, and I'll be right with you. But please don't go in the water until I get back. Okay, Madison?"

The young girl nodded her head dismissively as she opened the gate in the high wooden fence that surrounded the pool and said "whatever" in that special way that only young adolescent girls use to dismiss the irrelevant instructions of their elders. Madison smiled to herself because she knew that Julia had put up the fence a couple years ago to keep the neighborhood kids from swimming while she was not at home. But today, Madison was especially glad that Julia had done so. She was pretty sure she knew what she was going to make happen behind that high fence today, and she didn't want anyone seeing her do it; at least not yet.

Inside her bedroom, Julia practically tore her clothes off. The immediate sexual charge of being absolutely naked and **** was almost overwhelming. What if Madison had followed her upstairs? What if the young girl were standing right there in her bedroom doorway, looking at her naked body. What if Madison wanted to take her right then and there and complete her surrender? From what she had seen and from what she had heard just now, Julia knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that Madison wanted her to surrender herself to her. Was Julia really going to give in and do what Madison wanted? The poor, tormented woman didn't know, and she also didn't know whether she could continue much longer in this horrid sexual limbo.

Before any lurid fantasies of what Madison had in mind for her could completely overwhelm her, Julia suddenly remembered what she was really here to do. She grabbed Madison's favorite bikini from way inside her chest of drawers where she had shoved it in a fit of self-disgust last night, slipped it on hurriedly, noted in the mirror just how really abbreviated it was, hoped fleetingly that Madison would be happy with how she looked in it, and rushed for the kitchen door that led to poolside.