Time to shop.

Beep beep beep sounded the bell heralding the end of the school day. Sitting back, you watched as they streamed out. Deciding to kill sometime before you meet the girls, you peruse your phone. Looking back through the texts you read a couple from Jennifer. The first said that aside from Rebeccas father being hammered when they arrived that they had no issues getting what remained of her belongings. The second one was another one saying Century Mall 3pm food court.

Scrolling up, you found yourself glancing around by reflex to make sure you were alone. The first was of a nude rebecca being measured by Jennifer with the caption 34-24-34. The other was of an actually good Photoshop edit. Rebeccas was kneeling on the floor looking to be in her third trimesters, her breasts swollen to a d cup. It was captioned, teachers' pet. You groaned, adjusting your hard on. Leave it to Jennifer to torment you before you arrive.

Putting your phone away, you lock up your classroom heading for your car. The Century Mall was a good choice for this trip, you conceded. It was literally on the other side of the city, almost guaranteeing that you wouldn't run into any of your students. You made good time negotiating the after-school traffic, and found yourself arriving at the food court parking lot at 2:55.

Heading into the mall, you saw that there were still far fewer people than you would give expected precovid. Which could be good, meaning a lesser chance at someone from your being here. But also bed because if there is someone here that knows you stand out more. Looking around the foodcourt, most of the teens you saw were from Tamerson High. Spying The girls by the Sbarroes, you walk over to them. Where Jennifer startles you by jumping up, wrapping her arms around you, and kissing you in the food court.

You freeze for a second before your arms wrap around the sexy teen. One of your hands cup Jennifers well toned ass as she moans into your mouth.

Reluctantly, you set the teen down, huskily asking her,"Are you crazy?"

Giving you a playful look, she tells you,"Dont worry, there's not a single classmate within 1000 yards of us Mr.Clarkson"

Giving you another kiss on the cheek, Jennifer remarked in a low voice,"Besides, if they're wondering anything, it's are you just my sugar daddy or both on ours."

Getting up, Rebecca gave you a less exuberant but no less sweet kiss saying,"Thanks for comming Mr.Clarkson."

"Were not at school, you can call me by give name you know." You offer.

The teens look at each other, and then they look at you. They didn't say anything, but you could read the look. It was the why is our man saying stupid things look.

Raising your hands in surrender, you say,"Okay, okay, where are we going first?""

The three of you start to head out into the mall, a teen tucked in each side of you. Pointing off to the left, Jennifer said,"We're going to Abercrombie & Fitch first."

Walking into the store, the girls planted you in a seat back by the changing rooms while the girl started perusing the isles. At first, the girls moved slow, you would see Rebecca pull out something more conservative. You couldn't hear what they were talking about, but at Jennifers smile, Rebecca started pulling out more provocative items to try on.

After getting the max dozen things to try on the girls' heads into the changing room. You could hear whispers and giggles when the sales girl, a young black woman, checked in with you, asking,"Helping your daughter bulk up her wardrobe?"

Without thinking, you reply,"Oh, they're not my daughter."

Her eyebrow went up as you realized just what you said. You felt your self turn red under the salesgirls examination. Leaning in the girl, La shonda, on her name tag, whispered asking you,"So which is it, Money, or a big dick."

Before you could awnser or flee the door on the changing opens and out comes Rebecca in an orange minidress . Twirling in front, you the teens ask you breathlessly,"What do you think?"

La shonda backs off, heading back into the store, and you babble the first thing that came to mind,"You look like a summer treat."

Rebeccas' smile was immediate. Leaning forward, her confidence surging, the red head put her hands on your thighs. Licking her lips, she kissed you, her tongue darting forward, encouraging you to )respond in kind. Putting more of her weight on you, the kiss deepened, Rebecca hummed in approval as your hands settled on her hips.

Someone cleared their throats, breaking to the moment. Breaking the kiss you saw Jennifer gives you a thumbs up mouthing good job. And an hour and a half later, you exit the store loaded down with bags.

Rebecca was still in shell shock from Jennifer just casually shelling out almost two grand at one store. Back in the concourse, you ask the pair,"Where to next."