Invite Mrs. Cleft and her son over for a lesson

While Mrs. Cleft is blathering on about the bad influences of MTV and rap music and all sorts of silly things you formulate your plot. You're pretty sure her nerdy son, Tommy, is a virgin. Wouldn't it be grand if you could convince the busty mom to bring her son over for a lesson in the birds and the bees? Of course it would! At the very least it could be hilarious.

"Mrs- Sara, I hate to do this, but could you do me a huge favor?" You ask, impersonating your mother.

"Of course, Roseanne, what can I do to help?" She asks.

"I was just thinking, it seems like Joy is sexually active, but she hasn't been given any instruction. I would love to talk this over with her, but I'm on my way out the door."

"Oh, I see, well-"

"Besides," you interrupt, "isn't your boy Tommy a virgin? Why not kill two birds with one stone and you can talk things over with the both of them at the same time."

"Well, I don't know...," Mrs. cleft is understandably ****.

"Please," you beg, "I don't want either my Joy or your Tommy getting into trouble out there. What if Joy gets pregnant? What if Tommy gets someone pregnant."

"I see your point," Mrs. Cleft surrenders.

"Oh, thank you so much," you say. "Maybe you could even make the lesson interactive! You wouldn't want Tommy to go around in the dark about girl, would you? Anyway, why don't you bring Tommy over in about half an hour. I'll leave some money out for a pizza if it runs long."

"Oh, alright, Roseanne," Mrs. Cleft laughs. "But you really owe me for this."

"I owe you big," you agree. "I'll let Joy know you'll be coming by to talk to her."

"Alright," Mrs. Cleft replies. "Goodbye."

You disconnect the call. Success!

You rush upstairs to your bedroom and toss your towel on your unmade bed. You turn to your overstuffed closet. Such an interesting pair of guests calls for a particularly interesting outfit. You have some vague memory of Tommy having a thing for school girls, although you could be thinking of one of your boyfriends. You don't have a schoolgirl uniform, but you do have a plaid pleated skirt, full-bottom cotton panties, and a white tie-front shirt.

The plaid skirt only goes about halfway down your thigh, so a good bounce and you can throw it up over your toned bottom. The white cotton panties are rarely worn, because they're so modest, but they fit snugly against your pussy and ass. The tie-front shirt is adjustable, and without a bra on you adjust it to your breasts and cinch it so tight that the soft fleshy undersides of your breasts are peeking out. To complete the look you add a little red kerchief to the collar.

Just as you finish adjusting the kerchief the doorbell rings...