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Teresa Scalia: Spring Frolic

Spring is the time of renewal, a time of regrowth. And as spring came forth in the surroundings of Barbara Anderson and Teresa Scalia new things and ideas were being born. On a more personal note Barbara was experiencing some very intimate regrowth of her own. Having suffered a most humiliating experience at the hands of Roxanne Starr, Barbara's golden bush regenerated itself. Roxanne was foiled in one regard. When Mark Anderson discovered Barbara's shaven pubis he was genuinely quite delighted. Barbara let him think that it was her idea all along and did begin a more stylized maintenance of her pubic hair. Although it was Roxanne, with help from Maria and Kathy, which caused Barbara's degradation it was Teresa's desertion that stuck in Barbara's mind. Biding her time and waiting for the proper opportunity and venue, Barbara became obsessed in her desire for vengeance on Teresa.

Needless to say neither had spoken to each other since that night at the Gentlemen's Club.
That opportunity would present itself at the annual Spring House and Garden Show. This was a large show with many vendors from near and far. Displays from simple booths to fully assembled vacation homes complete with planted gardens were set up in the city's Events Center. The Event Center was a large venue and was home to an arena football team, a minor league hockey team and hosted major concerts, rodeos and circuses. Less than five years old it had all the amenities including a few enclosed luxury boxes. Barbara knew that Teresa always made a big show of attending this particular event. Teresa used it as an opportunity to purchase additional accoutrements for her home. It was no secret that the Scalia home had one of the finer yards and gardens. Of course Teresa never dirtied a pinky in any way. She had hired labor to do that for her. What she enjoyed was going through the show on what was basically a shopping spree.

Barbara had also filed away in her mind the less than subtle hints that Maria had given her regarding Teresa. Barbara knew that Maria had something in store for the Italian diva that probably involved more than an over the knee spanking. Barbara began to hatch a plan to manipulate Teresa and Maria into a confrontation. Truth be told Barbara is not nearly as Machiavellian as Teresa and certainly not as accomplished a schemer as Roxanne. But Barbara knew that if she could get Teresa and Maria in close proximity to each other something would happen. She was certain that Teresa would not tolerate Maria's presence.

The owner of one of the larger nursery/garden stores in town was a friend of the Andersons and Barbara knew that he was going to be putting up a very large display at the show. Two weeks before the show Barbara placed a phone call to Jim Ferguson.

"Ferguson Nursery and Greenhouse, Jim speaking."

"Jim this is Barbara Anderson. How are you?"

"I'm fine. Busy as the dickens getting ready for the show."

"I'm sure you are. Are you having a larger display than last year?"

"Yes we're doing the gardens for the model house complete with working irrigation/sprinkler system and I think we'll have a complete line of power and hand tools on display."

"That sounds great. Have you ever thought about having a hostess demonstrate or display some of the product lines?"

"No I can't say that I ever have considered that, but it is an interesting idea. Are you looking for a job Barbara? You could dress up like one of those Tool Time girls from the old Tim Allen show." Jim teased.

"Good gosh no. You couldn't afford me Jim. I just thought if you had a model there, very attractive and tastefully dressed; you might hold the customers around your display longer. You know it's mostly men who buy those tools and a little eye candy for them wouldn't hurt anything." Barbara was really planting the seeds in Jim's psyche.

"You know you're right. That is a good idea. Got anyone in mind?"

"What would you think about a very attractive Spanish girl? Dark hair, dark eyes and curves in all the right places. Not some rail thin runway model."

"This sounds better all the time. What do you suppose this will cost me and how do I contact her?" Jim asked.

"I think you could get her for $500 a day. You can reach her at 555 -- 1212. Ask for Maria. She works at the Gentlemen's Club."

Jim hesitated for a moment. "I don't know Barbara. I don't want some stripper working for me."

"She's trying to make some extra money so she can get out of that line of work." Barbara lied through her teeth. "All the money she makes beyond living expenses she saves to pay for college. She wants to go to med school and eventually become a gynecologist." Barbara's skill at falsehoods knew no boundaries. "But she is very proud and resents anyone trying to help her so what ever you do don't tell her I told you to call. And don't mention anything about college."

"All right it's worth checking out. And having her there should improve sales enough to justify the cost."

"Thank you Jim. I'm sure you'll be very happy."

Jim Ferguson did indeed contact the Gentlemen's Club and spoke with Maria. He even went so far as to stop out there to "check out the goods". Not disappointed by what he saw, Jim and Maria came to an agreement. Jim described what she was to do during the show hours and how to dress. Maria described to him what she thought she would be wearing and Jim decided that it was appropriate. The deal was sealed with a handshake. Barbara's plan was coming together. She could hardly wait until the Home and Garden Show opened.

The show opened for a three-day run Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. Ferguson Nursery did indeed have one of the largest displays in the entire show. A garden complete with flowerbeds, functioning water fountains and ponds, and the blue grass turf lawn had been installed around the model home. To one side of the front of the home, on vertical racks, was a display of power tools available for use in the garden. On another rack was a collection of hand tools. The usual rakes, shovels and trowels. On the other side of the home, just off the edge of the turf, was the nursery's new flatbed truck. The cab was polished to a high sheen with the new nursery logo on the doors. Jim had even gone so far as to polish and wax the aluminum diamond plate truck bed. There were no sides on the truck just the flatbed. On the bed of the truck just behind the cab was a 100 gallon water tank and pump. This was used to operate the irrigation system that had been installed in the flowerbeds and the turf. There was also a display on a vertical rack several different types of lawn sprinklers. All of these were plumbed to the water tank on the truck. Each had its own supply line running from a manifold off the pump. There were separate valves for each application. And with all that temporary plumbing the aluminum diamond plate usually had a bit of standing water on it, at least the area close to the tank.

The Friday show did well and Maria did a good job of displaying the various items the nursery had to offer. Saturday's show was usually the best attended and had the largest crowds. Jim explained this to Maria and asked that she look her best. Maria arrived promptly at 11 o'clock on Saturday morning to start the day's show.

"Okay Maria we're going to be busy today. Try to push the power tools as much as you can, those are the ones that make us the most money. By the way you are looking exceptionally nice today." Jim complemented.

"Thanks, I'll go over and get things ready." Jim watched with more than a passing interest as Maria walked away from him toward the tool racks.

Maria was wearing a light beige, short-sleeved, wrap around dress that tied at the waist. The V-neck gave just a hint of cleavage. The dress was well fitted as to leave no doubt about the ample nature of Maria's bust and bottom. The skirt length was just above the knee and Maria's heels gave her derrière a nice sway as she walked. The wrap around style of the dress included a very modest part in the skirt that allowed a good view of Maria's thigh when walking. Maria's long jet black hair was worn loosely below her shoulders.

The show was in full swing when Teresa arrived at 1:30 p.m ... She had come by herself and was dressed in a jade green sundress. Strapless with a tube top, the skirt portion was loose and flowing to the hem that was just above Teresa's knee. The skirt may have been loose and flowing but the tube top was anything but. Bare shoulders gave way to Teresa's expansive bust that was contained by the elastic properties of the tube top. Not wearing hose because of the warm day, Teresa's legs were attractively smooth and bare. Completing her wardrobe, Teresa was wearing a pair of high heeled sandals. Teresa had been at the show approximately 20 minutes when she found herself approaching the Ferguson Nursery display. As luck would have it Maria was just beginning a demonstration.

"Here we have the latest in leaf blowers; this runs on a two cycle engine and can double as a small capacity leaf shredder." Maria was doing her best Vanna White.

She didn't actually start the blower and operate it; Maria would just take it down off the rack and parade in front of the gathered group. Of course the group was 95% men. Maria picked up on this fact very quickly and was doing more than a little vamping. As she put the leaf blower back on the rack she bent ever so slightly at the waist to pick up the next item, which was a power hedge trimmer. Knowing that she had an appreciative audience, Maria paused for a moment and let them get a good look at her nicely rounded Latin ass. Turning to her audience Maria rested a hedge trimmer on one hip allowing her left leg to push through the slit in her skirt. This gave those in attendance a fetching view of Maria's thigh.

Teresa heard a familiar voice before she was close enough to identify its source. Pushing through the collection of men at one side of the gathering, Teresa made a discovery.

"I thought I knew that voice," Teresa thought to herself. "How did that b*tch Maria get this job? I can't let her see me."

Teresa faded back into the crowd and sought another vantage point. She walked to the other side of the display and stood near the nursery truck. The more Teresa watched Maria vamp for the crowd the more annoyed she became. Teresa watched Maria finish her pitch on the power trimmer and select another tool. This time as Maria selected another item she pointed her fanny more directly at the crowd and bent further at the waist. A few scattered wolf whistles rang out much to Maria's appreciation. Teresa began to seethe.

"She's starting to act just like she does in that club. I suppose she expects dollar bills come floating down to her." Teresa walked around to the back of the truck.

There she saw the various hoses and plumbing used to operate the sprinkling equipment. Her eyes followed the water lines to their destinations. Suddenly she was inspired with a scheme to "cool off" the hot Latin. All the controls for the water system were at the tank and Teresa would have to climb up to the flatbed. Seeing no way to access it from the back, Teresa walked back to the public side by the cab. Grabbing the door handle Teresa pulled herself up on the steps of the cab. Keeping herself steady with the handle and with her left foot on the top step Teresa made the long step up to the corner of the truck bed with her right foot. If anyone there had not been so intent on watching Maria they would have been treated to free view of a great deal of Teresa's legs. However no one seemed to notice except for one other person. Barbara Anderson had covertly slipped into the model home and had watched Teresa's arrival.

Maria was deep into her sales pitch and was positioned directly in front of the sprinkler display. She paused there to go on about the unique aspects of that product. Up on the bed of the truck Teresa looked down at all the valves.
Thinking to herself "Well no telling which one does what let's open this one." With that rationale Teresa opened up one of the valves on the manifold. The water pump kicked in and pressure filled the line. Had she planned this Teresa could not made a better selection for her intended purpose. The sprinkler directly behind Maria sputtered twice then came to life under full pressure. A stream of water hit Maria directly in the ass. Shocked by the sudden shower Maria let out a whoop and turned around quickly to see what was going on. She was met by a stream of water directly in the chest. Maria sputtered and held her hands out in front of her to try and block the spray. Delighted by what she had started Teresa quickly turned the other valves to the open position. The other five sprinklers all came to life with the unfortunate Maria centered in the path of their spray. Those in the audience quickly found this to be most amusing as the sophisticated and attractive hostess was quickly becoming soaked. From her vantage point in the house Barbara had watched Teresa take her position on the flatbed truck. With some mischief of her own in mind Barbara stealthily made her way to the truck and slipped inside the cab from the back side.

With all water valves opened and the pump working hard to maintain pressure, Teresa took advantage of her elevated position to watch Maria's impromptu shower. With hands-on hips Teresa laughed heartily at what she had started. There was an added bonus to those who were near Maria. As her beige dress absorbed moisture it began to take on a transparent quality. It was clear Maria had declined to wear a bra that day. Her brown nipples were beginning to show through the damp fabric. Maria tried to cover her chest with her arms as she crouched and turned her back towards the audience. Of course she was as wet in the rear is in the front and her brown skin showed through the tight material of her dress that covered her ass. And it was then discovered that Maria was wearing a hot pink thong. As she was turning to avoid the water spray Maria did look towards the flatbed truck and saw Teresa being greatly amused by her embarrassment.

Teresa was so enthralled with what she had done and with Maria's humiliating shower that she never noticed Barbara sneaking into the cab of the truck. Barbara looked at the dash and pressed the switch labeled "hoist". The bed of the truck began to rise to the dump position. Teresa felt the bed move and she grabbed the headache rack for support. As the elevation increased she found it increasingly difficult to maintain her footing on the wet and waxed truck bed. Feet slipping underneath her Teresa lost her footing on the steep angle and fell flat on her bottom legs spread and straight in front of her. Teresa let out a short scream as she lost her footing, this drew the audience as attention away from Maria's soaking as they turned to watch Teresa's dilemma. She began to slide down the truck bed but managed to grab the headache rack with the fingertips of one hand. The truck bed lurched slightly as it reached the apex. That was all that was needed for Teresa to lose her saving hold. Faster than she could react to gain another hold Teresa began to slide down the length of the truck bed. As she picked up speed, Teresa's dress was riding up and exposing most of her legs. The water tank was securely strapped down, but the lid to the fill opening had been left off. Gallons of water were splashing down the angled bed of the truck. Seeing the end of the truck bed rapidly approaching Teresa prepared herself to slide off onto the arena floor. Suddenly, Teresa was plunged into darkness. She felt her feet come in contact with the floor and the sensation that her tube top was being pulled up. Still in darkness Teresa realized her predicament. Her first indication was the sensation of cool, wet metal touching the back of her thighs and her pantied ass. What had happened was that the hem of Teresa's dress had caught on one of the cleats used to tie down loads to the truck. The hem snagged solidly as Teresa continued to slide. Now she was standing at the end gate of the truck with her dress over her head. The crowd was enjoying the sight of Teresa's distress. The skirt portion was pulled up just to the point where the tube top began. And everyone was getting a good look at Teresa's legs, white bikini panties, and bare torso. Struggling to free herself and free her skirt, Teresa turned and offered the crowd a delectable view of her derrière. Soaked with tank water, her panties were practically transparent.

The crowd was now paying attention to Teresa's struggles. Maria forced her way through the phalanx of onlookers to get to her tormentor. Maria broke through the last line of onlookers and saw the state Teresa was in. Teresa of course couldn't see anything with her skirt up over her head and was preoccupied by trying to get free. She could hear the laughter and catcalls from the crowd and could only imagine the show she was putting on. Seeing that Teresa was extremely vulnerable, Maria had an idea. Waiting for Teresa to turn back toward the crowd, Maria took action.

"Here Mrs. Scalia let me help you." With that Maria squatted and grabbed both of Teresa's ankles and pulled. Teresa heard the voice and felt something grip each of her ankles. She made the incorrect assumption that someone was coming to her aid and ceased her struggles. Teresa's assumption was soon proved erroneous as whoever had hold of her ankles was attempting to pull her off her feet. With a firm grip on Teresa's ankles, Maria pulled backwards and stood straight up. Teresa's high heeled sandals offered little traction on the smoothly troweled concrete floor. Teresa's legs were effectively pulled out from under her. Back pressed against the truck bed and unable to resist, Teresa began to slide to the floor. She could feel the lower edge of the tube top began to creep over her breasts. Her nipples were rubbing on the ridges of the material. The tube top began to peel inside out. First the lower half of Teresa's breasts came into view. Then the top peeled back and Teresa's nipples popped into view. As her descent continued, Teresa's arms were forced over her head as she slipped out of her sundress. Finally Teresa fell again flat on her bottom. Teresa was still in darkness as her arms and head were still trapped within the tube top. Maria however wasn't done with her work and continued to pull Teresa by the ankles. Teresa's pantied derrière slid easily across the wet concrete and freed her from the confines of her dress. Mrs. Scalia was quite a sight sitting on the concrete with her nicely rounded boobs completely in the open. Maria let go of Teresa's ankles and took a couple steps back, laughing at the soccer mom's situation. Dazed, Teresa was sitting on the concrete practically spread eagled. Her white panties had been thoroughly soaked and her dark pubic hair was evident beneath the wet material. Teresa's hands traced over her breasts down to her belly as if to verify that she did indeed lose her clothing. Of course the crowd cheered mightily at this new show. Teresa looked up and saw Maria standing over her with a determined look in her eye. Teresa tried to cover her breasts with one arm. Fearful of having to endure another public spanking at the hands of Maria, Teresa scrambled to her feet and looked for an exit. Maria took a threatening step towards Teresa. Taking the initiative, Teresa made two strategic moves. First she grabbed the string securing Maria's dress and pulled. The soaked material opened easily from the V-neck to the hem. Secondly, she gave Maria a shove to create enough distance for retreat. Teresa grabbed her dress and pulled it free of the cleat as she ran off. Running toward the exit, Teresa tried to wrap herself in the dress while the crowd enjoyed the sight of her well defined derrière bouncing into the distance. Maria began to go after Teresa, but after a couple steps she realized her dress was practically wide open in front. This did not go unnoticed by the crowd. Maria's ample breasts were on a brief display and her gumdrop nipples were quite erect from the cold water shower. She hastily pulled her dress back together and secured the tie. Determined not to let her get away, Maria made a determined pursuit.

As she passed the cab of the truck Maria heard someone say to her "Check Suite 115. You might find her there."

Maria looked up to the cab and saw Barbara Anderson. Nodding her head Maria went to find the suite. The crowded closed in behind Teresa's route of retreat and Maria had to struggle mightily to push through them. This gave Teresa a strategic head start. Running to the side ramps Teresa headed towards the second-level where the luxury boxes were located. Barbara's advice to Maria was dead on. Barbara knew the Scalias, or rather Dominic's bank, leased one of the boxes and that Teresa would use that as a secure refuge.

Running up the ramps to the second-level, Teresa quickly found Suite 115. The doors were secured by a keypad security lock and Teresa rapidly entered the code and went through the door. She secured the deadbolt and breathed a sigh of relief. The suites were almost the equivalent of a studio apartment. There were comfortable chairs, a couch, a flatscreen HD television, and a wet bar. There was even a three-quarter bath in the layout. Making sure to stay well back from the windowed front of the suite, Teresa sat on the couch to take a breather. When Teresa's butt made contact with cushions of the sofa she realized exactly how wet her panties had become. Knowing they would quickly become uncomfortable Teresa slipped them off and d****d them over the arm of one of the chairs to dry. Teresa examined her sundress for damage and to see if it was still wearable. After all she did have to find a way out of the Events Center, preferably clothed. Finding the dress still wearable Teresa stepped into the adjoining bathroom. Gathering the skirt portion Teresa put her arms to the tube top and worked it down over her head and shoulders. Arms over the top edge of the tube top she pulled it down to the proper position giving a few adjustments at the top edge for comfort. Smoothing the skirt out, Teresa checked herself out of the full-length mirror. As best she could she made a few adjustments to her hair and makeup. She then went back and sat on the couch.

"I'll just stay here for a while and then slip out to my car and head home." Teresa thought.

About that time Maria had found Suite 115. Thinking ahead Maria had a strategy in mind to gain access to the room. She knocked on the door. In a heavy Mexican accent Maria called out "Housekeeping" and then tried the handle on the door knowing that it would be locked.

"Who the hell is that?" Teresa thought. She went to the door and commanded "Who is it?"

Maria knew she had Teresa right where she wanted her. The trick was to get her to open the door. Staying in character Maria replied "Housekeeping signora."

"I don't need anything. Go away and come back tomorrow."

"No hablo signora. Housekeeping."

"I said I don't need anything. Now go away." Teresa said forcefully.

"No hablo signora. Por favor. Housekeeping"

"Oh for God Sakes, all right come in then." Teresa said with disgust.

Teresa undid the locks, turned her back to the door and walked to the other side of the suite with her arms crossed looking out the window. Maria heard the locks open and slowly pushed open the door. Seeing Teresa facing away from her she silently stepped into the room closing the door and locking it behind her. Pausing for a moment Maria looked at Teresa. The intense light from the arena shown in to the darkened suite. Maria could clearly see through the material of Teresa's sundress and was admiring the lines of Teresa's legs and hips. Maria also noticed the panties d****d over the arm of the sofa.

"Well hello Mrs. Scalia. Are we going commando today?" Maria said in a low voice.

"What!" exclaimed Teresa as she spun around to face Maria.

Totally taken by surprise, Teresa pondered her next move. She looked Maria up and down taking in all of Maria's physical attributes. The soaked dress left little to the imagination. Maria's ample breasts were pressing hard against the soaked beige fabric. Her brown areolas could be faintly seen and her gumdrop nipples were prominent. The dress clung to Maria's torso and hips. Maria was standing with her legs apart and her left thigh was through the separation of her dress. Recalling the last time they had met Teresa felt some mounting arousal. She wondered if she would again be across the thighs of the Latin with her bottom vulnerable. Part of her wish this would happen again and possibly lead to other things.

Maria was doing her own appraisal. Now that Teresa was facing her Maria could see her breasts rise and fall with her quickened breathing. She watched Teresa put her hands to her side and then subtly placed them on either side just below her hip. Teresa's legs were shoulder width apart and Maria could see, through the dress material, the silhouette of Teresa's pussy.

"That was a very bad thing you did Teresa. Now you know what happens to people who do bad things to me. Did Barbara tell you what happened to her when we caught her spying? You were in on that too, weren't you?" Maria asked.

"I don't know anything about that. I don't talk to Barbara Anderson. You need to get out of here and leave me alone." Teresa countered.

"Oh I think you know all about it. In fact I think Barbara did a little payback on you today."

"I doubt that very much. Barbara Anderson wasn't even in the building. Quit making up lies."

Maria laughed derisively "Oh she was very much in the building. Who do you think tipped the truck bed?"

"You're a liar. I don't believe you."

"If I'm such a liar, you stupid housewife, how do you think I found out you'd be in this room? She gave you up just like you gave her up that night at the club when you were spying. And now Mrs. Scalia it's time to pay the piper."

"That b*tch Barbara did sell me out" Teresa thought. A bolt of fear shot through Teresa's belly when she recalled Maria's words of "paying the piper."

Maria took two steps towards Teresa and grabbed the top hem of her tube top with her right hand getting forefingers directly into Teresa's cleavage. With her left she got a good handful of Teresa's hair. Teresa reacted by gripping Maria's left wrist with both hands to lessen the pull on her hair, but did not make an aggressive move of her own. Heading for the couch, Maria sat down and pulled Teresa over her lap. Giving up her grip on the tube top Maria took hold of Teresa's right wrist and used it to control her by pulling her arm behind her back. Teresa knew what was coming and although she wanted to fight she also wanted to submit. She kicked and squirmed but knew that Maria could control her as well as she did in the boxing ring. Maria was enjoying this to no end and taunted Teresa.

"Here we are again sweetie. You know I've been waiting for this, another chance to get my hand on this lovely ass. I'm really gone enjoy this."

Maria began pulling up the skirt portion of Teresa's dress and exposing her round butt. Shoving the material up past Teresa's waist, she gathered it and held it in place with the hand that was holding Teresa's arm. Maria's right hand gently came down and rested on Teresa's hip just above the swell of her right butt cheek. The instant she felt Maria's touch, Teresa ceased struggling. Maria could feel her relax over her lap and she let loose her hold on Teresa's arm. With her arm free, Teresa made no aggressive move she merely placed it on the couch cushion and supported her torso on her elbows. Her back arched and her butt pointing upward, Teresa's body language made clear she was ready for Maria's attentions. Although Teresa was completely vulnerable, Maria took a different tack. Her right hand did not deliver any punishment to Teresa's derrière. The truth is Maria had been somewhat obsessed with Teresa and in particular Teresa's spectacular ass ever since that night in the boxing ring. Maria slid her right hand over the swell of Teresa's butt and cupped it. Gentle squeezes and caresses followed. Teresa sighed loudly and dropped her head. Maria's hand went to the other cheek and massage did as well. Teresa shifted slightly on Maria's lap and spread her legs, making an invitation through body language. Maria's fingers traced the interior valley of Teresa's ass sliding down to gently touch the outer lips of her pussy. At this new sensation Teresa's hips began to squirm.

Caressing Teresa's bottom, Maria bent forward and whispered in her ear "That is so lovely Mrs. Scalia. I do believe you're ready for more."

With her hands Maria gently guided Teresa off her lap and onto the couch in a sitting position. Maria's left hand held the nape of Teresa's neck as Maria kissed her. Teresa resisted slightly at first, but gave in to her forbidden desires. Maria's lips parted and her tongue sought Teresa's. Teresa's mouth willingly opened and their tongues met. During their kiss Maria's right hand was traveling up Teresa's torso and found her ample breast. Squeezing through the material of the top, Maria was searching for a nipple. Breaking off the kiss, Maria placed both hands on Teresa's top and peeled it down just low enough to where her nipples popped free. Maria's eyes grew large as she saw Teresa's hardening nipples. The light brown areolas were shrinking and Teresa's pencil eraser nipples were becoming stiff. Unable to resist Maria lowered her head and took Teresa's left nipple into her mouth. Flicking and swirling with her tongue Maria teased the nipple into even greater stimulation. Teresa's head fell back and she moaned as Maria worked on the nipple. With a popping sound Maria released it from her mouth. With gentle kisses and an occasional touch of the tongue Maria worked her way over to the other side. This time Maria teased with a light flick of the tongue on the very tip. She then pulled back to watch the effect. Again as with the other, the nipple and areola shrunk and wrinkled. Again she flicked it lightly with her tongue feeling how it would bend then snap back to attention. This was having a serious effect on Teresa. She moaned again and rubbed her thighs together. Her skirt was still bunched up at the waist and Teresa's hands were in her lap. Maria then went to serious work taking the nipple and her mouth and began swirling her tongue about it. Teresa responded by pushing her chest towards Maria. Maria then began sucking on the nipple in earnest. Breaking off once again Maria gave Teresa another passionate kiss on the mouth and then stood up. Taking Teresa's hand in hers she placed it on the string tie of her dress. Teresa knew exactly what Maria wanted and undid the knot. Although still wet from the lawn sprinkler shower, the front of the dress opened up. Maria, with her shoulders back and breasts pushed forward, slipped the dress off her shoulders. Sliding over her arms it fell to the floor and Teresa took in the sight of Maria standing there only in her hot pink thong and heels. Teresa's eyes traced up Maria's strong shapely legs and paused at the pink panel at her crotch. The waistband of the thong was well supported by Maria's shapely hips. Continuing up Maria's torso Teresa stifled gasp at the sight of Maria's boobs. Large and firm Maria's boobs sported impressive nipples. The areolas were dark brown and quite large in diameter. Her nipples could be described as gumdrop sized. Rising and falling with her breaths, Maria's nipples were quite hard as well. For a few moments Maria stood and actually posed for Teresa, allowing the soccer mom take a good look at all the goods.

Maria slowly brought her hands up over the tops of her thighs and briefly touched herself through the pink thong. She then traced the path along her torso and slowly cupped her breasts. Teresa was mesmerized by this. Having a little more fun with Teresa's rapt attention, Maria lightly rubbed the index finger of each hand back and forth across the tip of her nipples. A few seconds of this then Maria stepped directly in front of Teresa and gently placed both hands on either side of her face. With a soft touch Maria guided Teresa's mouth to her left breast. Teresa's mouth opened and her tongue tentatively extended to make contact. She made a few exploratory flicks and then circled the nipple. Feeling it stiffen Teresa pursed her lips and gently sucked. Maria continued to hold Teresa's head in place as she too was enjoying the activity. While mouthing Maria's nipple Teresa's hands were roaming. Lightly skimming the back of Maria's thighs Teresa's fingers and hands found a hold on Maria's curvy bottom. Exploratory squeezes showed Teresa that Maria's ass was indeed firm and quite possibly equal of her own. Teresa let go the left nipple and worked over to the right, this time using her mouth with more intensity. Hands still on Maria's ass, Teresa hooked her thumbs in the waistband of the thong and slowly began to work it down. Maria took both her hands in hers and stopped the progress.

"Not just yet Mrs. Scalia, we'll get there, give it time." Maria whispered. "Stand up."

Teresa stood directly in front of Maria. Maria gathered Teresa's skirt and began to raise it. With Teresa helping, Maria lifted the dress over her head and shoulders. When it was free, Maria let it drop to the floor. Teresa was now naked save for her heels. It was now Maria's turn to take in all that Teresa had to show. Acting demurely, Teresa covered her pubic triangle with her hands and looked to the floor. Then perhaps something in her Italian heritage took over. She raised her head proudly and looked Maria in the eye with her shoulders back and her chest out. With just a hint of defiance, Teresa placed her hands on her hips. Teresa's round breasts were heaving with her arousal and her nipples were rock hard. Maria took this all in as well, taking in Teresa's strong legs and womanly hips. Maria and appreciated the very slight bulge of Teresa's belly. And she was intrigued by the obvious intense arousal exhibited by Teresa's nipples. Maria stepped to Teresa's side and slightly behind her. She kissed Teresa on the neck and put her right arm around Teresa's waist. Teresa leaned back into Maria and felt Maria's hard nipples press against the skin of her back. Maria's left hand found Teresa's breast with its thumb and forefinger tweaking and kneading the already hard nipple. In slow sensuous circles Maria rubbed Teresa's stomach, slowly working lower. Her fingers combed through Teresa's dark pubic hair. Teresa moaned and leaned back even harder as Maria's fingers found Teresa's pussy. Sliding her long middle finger through Teresa's slit, Maria discovered that area to be already well lubricated. While she worked her magic with her fingers Maria pressed her crotch against Teresa's butt rhythmically rubbing herself. Single-handedly Maria's spread Teresa's labia and went directly for her clit. Her well moistened finger massaged the sensitive bud. Teresa was now moaning constantly in risen to her bucking hips. She gave out a loud moan and shoved her ass directly back into Maria's crotch when she felt Maria penetrate her.
"You are very responsive." Maria whispered into Teresa's ear. And she gave earlobe a quick flick of her tongue. Maria placed her hands on Teresa's shoulders and guided her to the sofa. Trying to anticipate what was coming, Teresa lay back on the sofa with her head resting on the arm and one leg up on the back. She had one hand on her pussy, not to cover or conceal it, but to give a few masturbatory strokes of her own. Of course in this position her pussy was wide open and ready for what Maria had in store.

"No dear, I want you this way" Maria said as her hands went to Teresa's hips and guided her to turn over.

Teresa did as ordered and was on hands and knees on the sofa with her magnificent ass in the air. Resting on elbows and with her legs spread Teresa looked back. With one hand on each of Teresa's ass cheeks Maria knelt behind her. She began with light kisses on Teresa's ass moving from one cheek to the other. Then she kissed her way down one thigh, switch to the other side and kissed her way back up. Teresa was absolutely panting with desire and anticipation. Again taking a firm grip on Teresa's ass Maria gave a long exploratory lick to her pussy. Up and down four or five times then she zeroed in on the clit. Teresa's hips were moving in rhythm pushing against Maria's face. Maria massaged Teresa's ass and was slowly sneaking the thumb of her right hand in between Teresa's ass cheeks. Teresa had completely given away to her desire and was focused solely on the pleasure she was feeling. She gasped loudly when Maria dipped her thumb into her pussy. Working her thumb in the pussy Maria gathered well lubricated for she had something else in mind. Teresa's orgasm was building when she felt the thumb withdraw. Maria continued licking and sucking on Teresa's clitoris when her thumb found its target. Maria could tell that Teresa was very close and to put her over the top Maria pressed her thumb to Teresa's anus. Teresa threw her head up and looked back at Maria. Maria gave a sly smile and increased the pressure on Teresa's ass hole.

"No, don't do that." Teresa said as she pulled away from Maria and lay flat on the sofa. Teresa turned slightly and grabbed Maria's wrist to stop her from doing anything else.

"Now listen Mrs. Scalia, no one said this was all about you. And what you want. Now get your ass up here." Maria pulled the wrist of her right hand free from Teresa.

With her left hand she got a good grip on Teresa's hair, with her right hand she hooked Teresa's hip and pulled her back up to her doggy position. Teresa tried to resist Maria. Maria decided it was time to squelch Teresa's slight rebellion. Maria's right hand came down hard on Teresa's ass leaving a definite red mark on the right butt cheek. Teresa gasped in shock and submitted immediately. Maria worked the index and middle fingers of her right hand into Teresa's pussy. Starting a rapid rhythm she soon had Teresa back under control. Teresa was again climbing the orgasmic summit as Maria's thumb again sought the forbidden territory. Her thumb tip circled Teresa's anal rim a few times and then found the center.

"Oh dear god!" Teresa's head dropped as Maria's thumb gained entry.

Her hips bucked wildly against Maria's penetration. Keeping her thumb in place, Maria pulled out her fingers and replaced them with her lips and tongue. Feeling though sensations at her pussy Teresa rammed her butt back against Maria's face and stopped moving completely. Her whole body shuddered as her orgasm went through her. Even though she knew Teresa had cum, Maria kept licking and working her thumb in her ass. It was more than Teresa could take she jumped forward on the sofa and quickly lay on her side with her head over the end of the sofa.

Wiping Teresa's moisture from her mouth, Maria looked down the spent Italian housewife who was breathing hard trying to recover. Kneeling on the floor next to Teresa, Maria kissed her on the cheek and said "Wasn't that fun? I was right. I knew you'd be a firecracker in the right hands. I could tell that night in the ring when I had my hands on this big ass of yours." Maria gave Teresa another kiss while she slowly massaged the red area on Teresa's ass. Seeing that Teresa had caught her breath, Maria gave her a pat on the bottom to bring her back to reality. "My turn now sweetie" Maria cooed. With a bit of a groan Teresa rose to a sitting position with Maria standing directly in front of her. Pushing her hair back out of her face, Teresa placed her hands on Maria's hips. Slowly she began to kiss Maria's belly just below the navel. Slow soft kisses from left to right, Teresa's lips worked her way down to the top of the hot pink thong panel. Kissing the panel itself, Teresa hooked her thumbs in the thong's waistband and slid it down over Maria's ass. Teresa pulled her head back and lowered the thong in front revealing Maria's black pubic hair. Lowering the thong to the floor, Maria deftly stepped out of it. Standing with her legs slightly apart Maria placed her hands on Teresa's head. Needing little encouragement or guidance, Teresa moved her face to Maria's pubic triangle. Nose buried in the abundant curls, Teresa could smell the vanilla of Maria's body wash. Kissing around the labia, Teresa's tongue split them apart. Maria took a deep breath as Teresa's tongue found its mark. Teresa's hands took a firm grip on Maria's round butt as her tongue flicked. Kneading the round globes of Maria's ass, Teresa increased the intensity using her fingernails to grip the firm flesh. Pulling the cheeks apart, Teresa's nails dug in. The effects were not lost on Maria as she soon became weak kneed.

"My God I believe you've done this before." Maria gasped as she pushed Teresa's face away from her crotch.

Maria sat down on the couch and laid back with her head resting on one arm and her legs apart. "Now you finish what you started." She commanded.

Teresa kneeled on the couch with her face between Maria's legs. Kissing the inside of each thigh in turn, Teresa was soon back to work on Maria's pussy. Finding the kneeling position cramped, Teresa extended her legs and lay down on her belly. She used her left hand to spread Maria's sex for better access. Teresa's right hand had found its way to Maria's breast. Her thumb and forefinger were working Maria's nipple. Maria was soon ready to peak. Sensing that, Teresa released Maria's breast with her hand and when she felt Maria was on the verge quickly plunged two fingers into her pussy. With hips bucking and with a primal grunt, Maria came to a tumultuous orgasm. Teresa, however, continued her ministrations.

"Stop, sweet Jesus stop!" Maria said as she somewhat forcibly pushed Teresa's face away from her crotch.

Taking a couple seconds to catch her breath, Maria tucked Teresa's arms in her hands and pulled her on top of her. Nipple to nipple the two rivals shared a long kiss with Maria inadvertently tasting some of herself. Cuddling for a few minutes to recover, Maria began to have more ideas. She began kissing Teresa more fervently to lay the groundwork. Her hands again returned to grasp Teresa's ass. Both women were gyrating her hips against each other when Maria made a suggestion.

"Lay on your back Teresa I've got an idea." Maria commanded.

Teresa did as requested lying at back on the couch with her head resting on the left arm. Maria guided her more towards the center of the couch with her head off the arm. Then Maria slid off the couch and stood. Stepping towards Teresa's head she raised her left leg and straddled her. What Maria had in mind was a mutually beneficial position, namely the classic 69. Teresa felt Maria placed her hands on her inner thighs and open them. One hand was soon rubbing her pussy and beginning to build that internal fire. Teresa's eyes were closed and when she opened them she realized the close view she had of the Latin's ass. She put one hand on each cheek and began slow intense squeezes working her thumbs towards the center. Teresa would then raised her head and give Maria's pussy a few licks. Seeing Maria's ass in this position and this close gave Teresa the idea that turnabout could indeed be fair play. Continuing her massaging with her left hand Teresa slowly worked her right hand towards Maria's slit. Teresa dipped her thumb in the wet valley as far as she could. Working her thumb in and out Teresa could tell Maria was lost in reverie. It was at this point Teresa's index finger found Maria's anus. It was difficult for Teresa to maintain her concentration given the attention Maria was giving to Teresa's pussy. Teresa persevered regardless and her index finger found its mark. Maria threw her head back as Teresa's finger went into the first knuckle without benefit of lubrication. Maria pressed her ass down on Teresa's face causing her finger to intrude even deeper. Teresa began licking in earnest with the tip of her tongue finding Maria's clit and her finger rapidly pulsing back-and-forth. It was more than Maria could take, her orgasm came quickly with a volume of wetness drenching Teresa's mouth. The unexpected shower shocked Teresa. She forcibly pushed Maria's ass away from her and Maria fell forward on the couch. Teresa coughed and gagged slightly as she wiped the moisture from her face. Maria looked back at her and laughed.

"A little surprised there sweetie? You should be careful what you play with and what might happen when you do." Maria said with a gentle laugh as she was nearly exhausted.

She turned over and lay back on the couch looking at Teresa. "It's not that bad now was it? You should learn to appreciate some of the finer things."

"That was disgusting" Teresa said as she continued wiping her face.

Rising from the couch, Maria retrieved her thong from the carpeted floor and stepped into it ... Pulling the waistband up over her hips she adjusted the panel while watching Teresa's hands busily wipe her face. Maria then picked up her water soaked dress from the floor. Seeing that it was still quite saturated she threw it over the back of the couch and grabbed Teresa's green sundress. After making a quick appraisal, Maria slipped the dress over her head and adjusted the elastic tube top.

"What are you doing with my dress?" Teresa asked with more than a little indignation.

"What does it look like I'm doing? My dress is still soaked and I'm not waiting around here for it to dry. So I'm taking yours." Maria said flippantly.

"So what am I supposed to do?" asked Teresa with growing irritation.

"Wait here until hell freezes over or the dress dries or wear it wet, I really don't care." Maria responded.

Maria ran her fingers through her hair and checked her appearance in the mirror. She made a slight adjustment to the tube top and then stepped over to Teresa who was still sitting on the couch wondering about her clothing. Maria bent down and kissed Teresa passionately on the mouth. Maria's right hand cupped Teresa's left breast with her thumb and forefinger finding the nipple. As they kissed Maria tweaked the nipple gently returning it to full erection.

Breaking off the kiss but maintaining her touch on Teresa's breast Maria said "It has been fun Mrs. Scalia. You know where to find me if you should want to play again."

Maria's left hand found Teresa's other breast and nipple and began gently kneading it. Teresa gave a slight gasp when Maria's hand found her other breast and the kneading action on her nipples soon had her becoming aroused again.

"And if you want to get some revenge on Mrs. Anderson, I might be persuaded to help. Who knows, it could be quite fun."

With that Maria walked out of the suite leaving Teresa naked on the couch breathing heavily. Teresa's hands covered her breasts and gently gauged the stiffness of her own nipples.

"Revenge on Barbara, yes that might be fun."