Tamara comes to apologise

You open the door into a small foyer. A furnished living room opens on one side, while a small dining room opens on the other. A set of stairs leads upwards in front of you, and a hallway extend further into the cottage. You're about to explore when a movement catches your eye as a figure steps into the hallway.

Tamara Longmire has an eager grin on her face. Blonde, pretty and more trouble than you want to deal with.

"Hi Mr. Carter," Tamara bobs in an old-fashioned curtsy, causing her full breasts to jiggle under her pink blouse. She's changed clothes, now wearing her school uniform skirt, rolled up to show most of her creamy thighs. Her bra has clearly been discarded, and her stiff nipples are evident under her half unbuttoned pink blouse.

"I came to apologize to you in person." As she saunters forward, the pretty blonde student's hips sway provocatively, and one of her hands traces along the opening of her blouse flicking yet another button open, to show more of her swelling breasts..

"I felt bad about how uncomfortable I must have made you feel when you saw me fingering myself." She stops about a foot from you and bites her lower lip in a look that might be attractive if it wasn't so blatantly obvious. "Did I make you feel uncomfortable, Sir?"

"Miss Longmire, I think you should leave now." You tell the teasing blonde as kindly as you know how, "You're not going to seduce me, I'm not interested in teenagers, no matter how pretty."

"Are you sure Mr. Carter?" Tamara turns and sways into the living room, placing her hands on the arm of the couch. She wiggles her ass under the skirt that almost but doesn't quite cover her white panties. "You saw what a slut I am. You know what I was thinking about when you found me?" she asks breathlessly, peeking over her shoulder at you trying to gauge your reaction. "I imagined that my teacher discovered me cheating on a test and was forcing me to fuck him so I wouldn't be expelled. I'd have to let him do whatever nasty things he wanted to my tender schoolgirl flesh..." Her breathing was becoming more and more rapid and with her blouse unbuttoned as much as it was one of her fat tits hung almost all the way out. She looks back at you with wanton invitation, hooking her thumbs under the waistband of her panties and starting to roll them down.

"I imagined he'd **** me...claim my tight pussy..." she moans softly, wriggling her ass at you.