Jill White has called the Governess agency for a brand new teacher. She carefully selected the highest educated, the most professional governess hoping to find the oldest, the most dowdy, unappealingly strict teacher they could send. Her husband, Chad, had an affair with the last governess and the Whites are seeing a therapist to get past his betrayal. She knows if she chooses the most over-qualified governess, she'd certainly be sharing her home with a grandmother-type and Chad will not be tempted to stray for an elderly woman. *ding-dong* The door bell rings and Jill hurries Chad out the back door, "you've got to go now, she's here!"
Jill opens the door to see the most stunning brunette woman with sparkling blue eyes staring back at her. "Uh.. hi," she extends her hand to greet the governess; searching her mind for a way to end the interview before it starts. Whitney properly introduces herself, she carries a bible and a rosary in her hand. The women sit down for an interview and Jill quickly declines Whitney the job in the most respectful and honest way that she can, "you're not a good fit for us." Whitney believes it must be because of her religion, but isn't the White Family also Catholic? Jill awkwardly confessed the reason Whitney can't be the governess is because she is so beautiful. Whitney tries her best to win Jill with her modesty, her qualifications, and also by telling her that she is a nun, "I'm Sister Wright."
Jill is suspicious, "but you don't wear a habit?"
Whitney, "Not all nuns wear habits, it's 2018."
Jill considers she must be right, after all, she hasn't seen a nun wear a habit since she was in school.
Whitney continues, "My order has sent me and six other women from the agency to be governesses. It's my dream to educate and empower a young life, just as Sisters of Mercy did for me when I was around little Johnny age."
Jill pauses in contemplation for a second, "it's not your fault that you're beautiful. I mean, it sounds so silly. My husband, Chad, had an affair with our last governess. It may sounds a little selfish, but I do hope you were not as beautiful as you are."
Whitney gasps, "That must've been so hard for you, I can't imagine. I'm so sorry."
"It's ok, we're in counseling."
"I can assure you that Chad would not tempt me to sin even if I wasn't a nun."
Jill scrunches your brow, "you've met him?"
Whitney laughs, "no but he is a man. I will confess to you that I had a insatiable and sinful lust for women before God spoke to me and showed me the path."
Jill is shocked, "you were a lesbian?"
Whitney nods and looks down wondering if she had over-shared.
Jill clears her throat, "You know, I was being so selfish and silly before. Of course you can have the job if you want it."
"Oh thank you," she is overcome with excitement, she can barely sit still.
Jill sweetly extends her arms, "can I have a hug?"
Before Whitney can accept, Jill throws her arms around Whitney, "you're family now."
Whitney gushes with gratitude, "thank you."
"I can show you to your room, if you'd like to stay with us?"
Whitney nods, "I would be honored to stay in your beautiful home."
Revelation
Whitney takes off her disguise, slides on her heels, and waits for her man to come home. She stands in the sun-room in the home she helped design, but it belongs to another woman. How could he? How could he deviate from the plan, break his promise? She shakes the negative thought from her mind, she's confident that as soon as he sees her face, he will fall back in love with her. She hears the front door open and she breathes in and waits confidently.
Chad's heart nearly stops when he sees her. Why is she out of prison? He thought he had at least ten more years to prepare for this day. His suitcase slips out of his hands, "What are you doing here?" he whispers.
Whitney turns around, her blue eyes penetrate him. She a glance that will make a man weak, but he knows that expression behind those eyes well, she's angry. Whitney purrs, "is that how you greet your lover? You never called, never wrote.. why don't you peddle back and try again?
"Where's my son?"
Whitney rolls her eyes, "your mom is bringing him over this afternoon. Think she'll remember me as a brunette?"
Chad shakes his head at the thought of his mom meeting Whitney again, he mutters, "Jesus Christ."
"Watch your mouth, baby. DIdn't your wife tell you? I'm a nun."
Chad furrows his brow, "you spoke to my wife?"
"Of course, doll. I'm the governess."
"You are not.. she would never have hired you.."
Whitney sits down comfortably, as if she has sat on the sofa hundreds of times before, "Well of course.. I put on a little white lie," she remembers the amazing she had with Jill, "..but I promise you, I let her see a glimpse of the real me.. and oh, I think we're going to get along just fine.
"WHITNEY!"
"Sister Wright, you mean?"
Chad's legs feel heavy, he sits down next to Whitney, "of course you changed your last name."
Whitney nods, "found a guy who can change yours too on the cheap, if you want to run away from it all.. start brand new with me."
Chad shakes his head no, "you want money? What do you want?"
"I want YOU, stupid!"
"I'm married, Whit! I've moved on!"
Whitney saunters close to Chad, "Oh no babe. I know I've been in your dreams every night, haunting you, my taste still lingers on your tongue. Look me in the eye and tell me you don't think of me all the time. Look me in the eye and tell me you don't think of me when you fuck her."
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Nominated:
AVN Best Actress (Featurette) - Whitney Wright
AVN Best Actor (Featurette) - Chad White
AVN Best Featurette
XBIZ Best Actress (Couples-Themed) - Whitney Wright
XBIZ Best Girl-Girl Sex Scene - Whitney Wright & Jill Kassidy
XBIZ Best Couples-Themed Release
Every decision you make has a consequence, every. single. decision. I remember last year I found a bong in my step-sister's underwear drawer. I told on her. The decision I made was because, on a subconscious level, I knew she'd get grounded for a very long time. I like that. I like the idea of Blair around whenever I want to talk to her. I like her. I enjoy her company. She's getting older, she wants to have boyfriends, and the more she hangs out with boys, the less interest she has in talking to me.
She got in deep shit, her dad was furious and grounded her for a year, and my mom predictably stood behind him on that decision. Was it selfish of me? Maybe. I could argue that I was helping her, who knows what sort of dark rabbit hole she could fall into with the crowd she was hanging around? I'm a good guy, mostly good, like most people, probably like yourself. Wouldn't you say you were mostly good? She got into trouble because I told on her, and now you know that I had somewhat selfish motives, but hey-- I was protecting her also.
I'm not feeling too guilty about ratting Blair out. I've been busy living life to the fullest while Blair is grounded to the house. I met this hot blonde babe, Emma, and had a fiery two month long relationship with her. Our relationship ended when I thought I could do better than her, so I broke it off and pursued another chick. This other chick isn't even important enough to name, she was a mistake. I missed Emma, I deeply regretted splitting up with her. It was a mistake that she hasn't forgiven and she won't take me back. You bet your ass I've got a plan to win her back.
I know that chicks always want what they can't have. I'll tell Blair to pretend she's my girlfriend, Emma will see this tall hottie and be wildly jealous. I'm observant and I've seen how chicks operate. I've just got to talk my sister into pretending to be my girlfriend. Will there going to be a consequence to this decision? Yeah. I shudder to even tell you. I guess you'll just have to see for yourself.
Peace,
Dean Taylor
Dear Reader,
Have you ever been so horny that everything you see looks like some sort of phallic symbol? It's a miserable and frustrating feeling to be constantly thinking about sex, my pussy aching and throbbing off and on all day long. I wish I could go out and meet a guy. It's not just horniness that I feel but the lack of stimulation that comes from courting a guy. I love the tease. I live for all the subtle touches, flirty words, and sultry glances exchanged with a guy when I'm trying to make him mine. I can't go out and meet a guy. I'm eighteen years old but I'm grounded to my house for an entire year, like some bratty schoolgirl, all because my step-brother ratted me out for having a glass bong in my drawer.
I look at my phone and try to live through my girlfriends and their experiences, they're all going out on dates, going to concerts, and Summertime festivals, and I dream that I'm one of them, that I'm free. I try to dream which guy I would date if I wasn't confined to my house. I'm only allowed permission to go to school and come back home. Did you know that even my phone time is limited? My phone is paid for by my parents and they have a control on it that only allows for two hours of internet a day. Just two hours! It's criminal.
One day I was scrolling through my phone when Dean came up and stood by me. Dean, my step-brother, and I used to be good friends, before he ratted me out. He's the "golden boy," he can do no wrong, and his very presence annoys me. I asked him to leave me alone but he wanted to right his wrong. The idea of him apologizing was interesting to me, he never apologizes for anything. He asked me if he could take me to a concert, "Agent Zero." I was filled with excitement! They're my favorite band in the entire world! Nothing in life comes for free, and Dean wanted something in return. He wanted me to pretend to be his girlfriend so that he could make his ex-girlfriend jealous.
I was opposed to the idea at first, but I considered that this was the only way I could get out of the house and have a real experience. I agreed and began to get ready. I took an hour in the shower as I meticulously shaved my legs, my armpits, and considered how I could play the role of a vixen, a seductress. The ideas whirled through my head and began to turn me on. I no longer felt like Blair but I was a femme fatale, a seductress, and actress, just like in Hollywood! I touched myself in the shower and couldn't find relief to my sexual tension. I need a man. I'm so horny all the time. It's all Dean's fault. I hear him knock on my bedroom door while I'm laying out my clothes. What transpired next is too intense to explain. Watch my story unfold, you'll just have to see for yourself.
Love,
Blair Williams
Tyler nods with his sleepyhead, he feels the tension in his step-mother but still, could this strange situation be some sort of dream?"
Alexis watches Tyler sit next to her, he looks forward out the kitchen window. Alexis is starting to feel regret, "well.. this is awkward, isn't it?" She smiles at Tyler, hoping he'll ease her suffering.
"Did my dad do this? Was that talk with him some sort of elaborate setup?"
"No honey. That would be cruel."
Tyler nods & clears his throat.
"Your father told me that you expressed interest in his proposition."
Tyler nods, "but are you cool with it?"
"Oh yeah.. you know he cheated on your mom and that's why she left him. I knew about that when we started to get serious." Tyler, "I knew my dad was a player when I was a young, but.." Alexis cuts him off, "you think the whole idea is ridiculous?" "Of course not. All I'm saying is that you wouldn't have to do anything you don't want to." "I chose you" Tyler looks into his step-mother's eyes, "you did?"
Alexis, "Of course. You're such a handsome young man, and I always thought we flirted with each other. Those little flirtations were getting to be a little more bold and your father picked up on them. We joked about me having sex with you, but then I thought about it, and the more I thought about it, the better it sounded."
Tyler nods, "I keep thinking about all the possible repercussions of making love to my step mom."
Alexis, "Oh honey, you're so sweet. We're not going to make love, it's just fucking."
Tyler is shocked into silence.
Alexis continues, "And this opportunity comes around for us every year before our wedding anniversary. You know he wouldn't get married without this agreement."
Tyler looks suspiciously at Alexis, "How do you feel about him being with another woman?"
Alexis, "Fine, as long as there is no romance, no dinner date, and it's just sex, just physical connection, then it's ok with me."
Tyler thinks about all the times his father has humiliated him by hitting on girls at his school, "what if he chooses one my friends, girls from my school?"
Alexis shrugs, "They're grown women now, they're all eighteen."
Tyler, "But he's twice their age. What makes him think they're going to want to have sex with him either? Dad must look like an old geezer to an 18 year old girl."
Alexis laughs, "your father is very handsome. Any woman would be happy to be with him."
"I bet a hundred bucks he can't land an 18 year old girl."
Alexis laughs and shakes her head wishing that he would accept or deny her."
Tyler, "Have you been with another man before?"
"Since your father? No. I have the opportunity to, but I've never taken it. Sex is different for women than it is for men, and I understand that. I've always needed an emotional connection with a man before I could feel a sexual attraction."
Tyler wide-eyes listening.
Alexis continues, "Once I lied to him and told him I had an affair with a guy from a dating app. [shakes head at the absurdity] I went on a date with him, but I didn't connect with him. It was so obvious I was nothing to him than another conquest..such a turn off. I sat in my car down the block and waited for hours until I pulled into our drive. I didn't want your father to think that I 'lost it' now that I'm getting older.
"You're stunning, you could have anyone. I'm just so.. surprised. I don't know if you're fully ok with this, even though you say you are. You're basically allowing Dad to cheat on you once a year, and if I was married to you, I wouldn't want to even look at another woman."
Alexis smiles and kisses him on the cheek. She stays close
Tyler looks at her, he whispers "you chose me?"
Alexis nods and smiles, "if you'll have me."
"Are you kidding? I'd have you over and over again."
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There are three things you need to know about me. One: I'm always up in my own head, and it's both an attribute and a flaw. Two: I'm suspicious,, hey-- you've got to be suspicious in this world to survive. There's always someone out there who wants to take advantage of you, stay suspicious, stay one step ahead of them. And Three: I've got an irresistible attraction for muscular men with sparkly blue eyes, big hands, a beard.. the kind of man my Dad was when he was alive. I guess everyone has their thing."
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