From Studious to Slutty (Closed)

Bailee held back a laugh when he said she should check on him. "Well... okay. I mean, your right I am a concerned mother." She closed up her laptop and stood up. "And don't worry about dinner Chris, I'm sure with the way Christie flirts with you she would hate to miss another chance to do it again."

She picked up her computer and walked out of the room, going over to the pool house where her daughter was recovering from her orgasm. Once she got to her daughter room, she gentle knocked on the door before saying, "Chrisite, are you alright? I heard you scream."

THere was a sound of her getting up off the bed in a hurry then the sound of bags moving around. This continued for a few more seconds before she finally answered her, "Yes mom! I'm fine. I'm just.. umm putting away a few outfits." Right as she said that you could hear the dresser drawer slam shut. "Hold on."

Bailee stood there for a few more minutes before Christie finally opened the door and greeted her with a smile. "Hey. What do you need?" She asked, her breathing still a bit fast from her orgasm.

"I just heard you scream. I came to see if you were alright." Bailee explained with a knowing smile.

"Oh, oh that. Yeah umm," Christie bit her lip for a moment, thinking of a answer. "I saw a spider!" She said finally. "Don't worry though, I killed it." She told her mother before she started to close the door up.

"Are you sure? I could come in and check-" She satarted.

"No! No! I'm fine mom. Thanks!" Christie said quickly, looking a bit worried.

Bailee stood there for a moment looking at her. "well... okay. When your done and hungry go to the kitchen for dinner."

"I will!" With that, she shut the door and locked it tight.
 
That night for dinner, Chris was waiting for them in the dining room. He wondered if Christie would appear wearing one of her new outfits. He hadn't seen them yet, and he had no idea what she had gotten. He wouldn't be exactly disappointed if she had bought new things that were of the same sort of style as what she already had, but she wouldn't exactly be thrilled about it either.

At dinner, he steered the conversation towards school. "So, are you glad to be out of school for the summer, or are you looking forward to going back? I bet you really enjoy your classes, learning all of that new stuff..."
 
Christie changed into one of her new outfits for dinner. She chose to wear a tight, dark brown top that showed off her tummy up to belly button and a tiny, black skirt that flew up a bit when she walked. For good measures she put on a pair of wedges, but she couldn't bring herself to be around him without panties, so she put on a white thong.

When she got to the dinning roon she saw her mothers wasn't there yet, so she took a seat near Chris. As she ate, Chris started to talk about school. "Oh well, l glad schools out, but..." He sounded like he wanted her to like school, but it wasn't her favorite thing in the world. "I like... a few of my classes, but not many." She shrugged. "l just can't wait to finish it."
 
He didn't actually want her to like school, but he figured that with the influence of her mother, being a successful psychiatrist, that she would enjoy learning. The fact that it seemed like she wasn't too crazy about it made his job easier. "Oh, really? I figured since you were in college that you liked learning new things. And what with your mom being as educated as she is."

He smiled at her. "I know what it's like though, feeling like you have to go to college because that's what people do after high school. At least the successful people, right? But what people don't tell you is that you can be successful without it. It just depends on what you figure success is. I mean, you could be a model without college right? Or a dancer? And nobody would call them unsuccessful. You just need to follow your heart. College isn't for everyone."

He ate his salad for a bit before he had this look on his face that seemed like he had just thought of something. "You know, now that I think of it... some of the longest relationships I've had have been with women that never went to college. Imagine that."
 
She didn't want to sound like she was whining to him, put she said, "The only reason l really went to college was because of my mother. You see almost all the females in my family went to college, including her. l just thought if l didn't go then l woukd be letting her down." She took a bite of her salad and ate it slowly before continuing. "l've never really gone against her before, except when l was 16 and l snuck out, but anyway she got so pissed that she stopped talking to me for three day. l couldn't imagine making her that mad at me again."

When he started to talking about what she could do without going to college, she blushed. "Model? Do you really think l can be one?" The dancer one passed through her mind though. She wasn't really the dancing type.

Christie took a sip of her drink and looked over at him when he mentioned his relationships. Oh, my god. Maybe l should think about leaving college. "Soo, Chris taking in everything l know about you so far l'd say you had a thing for... well bimbo's. College drop out bimbos." Christie said, "Not to be mean!" She added quickly.
 
"Could you be a model? I think so. With the right clothes, the right makeup, yeah I think you could easily be a model. If that's something you think you would enjoy doing, anyway. You shouldn't try to do something that won't make you happy."

When she said that he liked Bimbo's, he couldn't help but laugh. "Maybe you're right. But I'm not sure if that's a bad thing, are you? I mean, we're all attracted to the type of person we're attracted to, there's no sense in fighting it unless it becomes dangerous. I mean, an abused wife should certainly do what she can to get out of the situation she's in, but if the fact that I like a certain type of woman isn't hurting anyone, I don't see the harm in it."

He grinned at her. "Doesn't mean I can't flirt outrageously with other wome though."
 
She grinned at him and crossed her arms. "Outrageously flirting? Is that what you think you've been doing?" She asked with, her eyes twinkling brightly. Christie stood up from her seat and walked over to stand behind him. "This is outrageous flirting." She whispered in his ear as she moved her hands to his chest.

"Ohhh Chris, l can't believe how good you feel." Her hands went down to the top of his pants before moving back up and his pecs. "If you feel this good with a shirt on, l wonder what you'll look like when it's off."

Quickly she turned around and sat down in his lap, facing him. Christie looked into his eyes as she slipped her fingers under his shirt and ran it over his abs. "Mmm, you do feel even better." She purred.
 
Chris chuckled as she slipped into his lap. His hands automatically went around her waist, and he looked down to watch was she was doing with her's. It was a pity she had decided to go up to his abs rather than down. But she would be more interested in that soon enough.

"Well this is certainly a more intimate flirting... not something you would want to engage in at, lets say a fine restaurant... but considering it's just you and I here in my dining room, I think I will allow it."

"You're going to make whatever guy you end up with very happy Christie." He said with a wink and a smile. Of course, she was going to end up with him, and she was going to make him happy, but she didn't need to know that just yet. "You'll probably meet someone at college and fall head over heels for him. Since, as you aid, I tend to like my women more on the dumb side. You're far too smart for me."
 
Too smart? Christie froze for a moment, taking in what he just said to her. "Well... who knows. Maybe l'll met a man in college, maybe l'll meet him somewhere else." She said softly as she looked up at him. "Oh yeah and l'm not that smart. l'm sure your smarter then me."

Before he could answer she slid her hands out from under his shirt and moved them aroumd his neck before kissing his cheek. Christie Then slid off his lap and pulled down her skirt. "I should probably head off to bed now. My mother said l had some more test tomorrow and l don't want to be to tired." It was a lame excuse, sure, but she wanted to think about whathe said a bit more.

"Thank you for the dinner. It was great." She said as she picked up her plates. "Good night Chris."
 
"Good night babe. Sweet dreams." He patted her on the ass as she walked by him.

He would have stopped her so that he could keep talking to her, complimenting her in a way that also said he wished she was different. But he didn't want to push it. And after all, she was a smart girl, she would figure out what he meant.

After she left, he went to his computer to send Bailee an email bringing her up to speed about the events at dinner and what they talked about, just in case she needed to know to more effectively transform her daughter.
 
After Christie dropped off her plates she went to the pool house, smiling a bit as she did. Her mind was half on what he said and the other was on the way he hit her ass. It made her whole body tingle deliciously. Her nipples hardened and her pussy became damp.

God, l wish l could feel like that all the time. She opened her door and closed it behind her before she pulled off her top as she switched her thoughts to what they talked about. Christie didn't really enjoy college, the work was way to hard for her to keep up with, it was expensive, and their was no one really there that she enjoyed being around. Except with a few of the professor.

Christie unhooked her bra and took off her skirt before kicking her heels off and getting in bed, pulling the covers over herself. lt really wouldn't be hard to give it all up. And she could try to act dumber. The other bimbo things would be hard to do though.

She wasn't a sex addict like them. Her tits weren't big like theirs and she didn't dress like a complete slut... at least she didn't think so. Christie sighed and rolled over, closing her eyes. She was way to much of a good girl to do any of that.
 
The next day, Chris had to go to the office for several hours, and he wouldn't return until lunch. He had left the camera's recording in the training room just in case Bailee had Christie go through that day's session while he was gone.

As much as he would have liked to stay around the house to see how their chat at dinner would affect her, he didn't really have that option. So, when he came back home, he went to find either her or Bailee.

Regardless of who he found, he asked if Christie had her session that day. There was no risk in asking her directly, since she had told him that Bailee had planned another test for that day.
 
Bailee spent the next day training Christie as soon as Chris left. She went with the videos first, watching her daughter's reaction through the laptop. Then after a hour and a half she went in and checkednher reactions. She was even wetter the yesterday and when Bailee put her fingers in her daughter cunt, Christie actually started to rock her hips.

After that, she told her daughter to go off and do as she wanted. That turned out to be Christie laying on her screaming in pleasure as she fucked herself with her vibrator. Soon after she came, Christie changed into a bikini and went out to the pool.

Bailee was sitting on the couch, going through notes when Chris walked in. "Oh hey," She looked up at him with a sweet smile. "Yes, she had her session and there going great! You should have seen her today. Go she was a horny little thing." She stood up grabbing her things. "l saw her pool if you want to talk to her."
 
"I'm sorry I missed it, though I did record everything that happened in the training room after I left. I'll watch it later, after I go stop the recording, and then see how she's doing" He smiled.

He made a brief stop by his office to stop the recording, and then got changed into a pair of swimming trunks, grabbing a towel, and then heading out to the pool.

He waved to her as he set his towel down and then dove into the pool to swim a few laps and then swim a bit more recreationally to relax. The board meeting he had attended had gotten him stressed, like they usually do.
 
"Have fun!" Bailee called before she went back to her writing and studying.

Christie was laiding on her back on a chair, her hair down, pooling around her head with sunglasses covering her eyes. She wore a white bikini with gold hooks on the sides of her bottoms and one in the middle of her top. When she heard the screen door open she turned her head to see Chris walk on in only a pair of swim trunks on. "Oh wow." She mumbled to herself before waving at him.

She laid there watching him as he got in the water and started to swim around the pool, letting him relax a bit before she spoke up. "How was your day? You look..." She looked him over, watching the water slid down his body before she looked up at his eyes. "Hot, but mostly tired."
 
"Board meetings," He said as he got out of the pool and walked over to lay on the lounger beside her. "They can be some of the most boring things on the planet. But they're necessary, so I have to attend." He grinned. "Of course I would have rather stayed home. Say, you mentioned your mom having another test for you. Has it happened yet? How did it go?"

He wanted to hear from her what she thought of the experience. After all, most people would probably be really confused about having their mother make them watch porn and then check how aroused they were by fingering them. But Christie wasn't exactly normal, she was on a very aggressive course to make her a sex toy. Not that she knew that. The fact she didn't know it made it all the more enjoyable for him, if he was being honest with himself.
 
Christie sat up and moved her glasses to rest on the top of her head. "Oh yeah, it.. happened." She said, blushing a bit as she remember how good it felt to have something inside her pussy. It should have turned her off, having her mother... well finger her, but it didn't. It just felt like heaven. It took everything in her not to grab her mothers hand and kept her inside her body.

"It was... okay. It went better then yesturday." She added. This time she didn't move around as much. Instead she paid more attention to the movie playing in front of her. Even thinking about it made her wet.

Christie sat up and crossed her legs. "You know what, who really cares about the test?" She asked, wanting to change the subject. "I wanted to ask you something though." She started to get nervous.

"You see, down town a new restaurant opened up. It's suppose to be very good and I was wondering..." She playing with her fingers a bit, twisting them. "I wanted to know if you wanted to go with me, maybe." Quickly, Christie added. "If you don't want to I totally understand! You probably have somewhere else to go anyway."
 
He thought about her offer for a bit before he nodded. "Sure, I think that would be fun. I think I know the place you're talking about. Fusion? I'll go make a reservation. Does 7 sound good for you?"

He smiled and got up, grabbing his towel to dry off as he walked back to the house. When he got there he went to find Bailee first. "Hey, Christie just asked me if I wanted to go to dinner at this new restaurant that just opened up. I said yes. Do you want to help her get ready? It will be our first date, after all." He grinned.

When he got back to his bedroom to change, he also grabbed his cell phone and made the call to get the reservation.
 
"Seven? Yeah! Yes! Seven is great!" She said happily as she watched him get up and dry off. "Thank you!" She added before she watched him walk off to the house.Once he was inside, she got up from the chair and ran to the pool house to take a shower before she found something to wear.

Meanwhile, Bailee was smiling at Chris. "She asked you out? Now that's definitely a step in the right direction." She stood up with a bright smile. "Don't worry, l'll make sure she looks her prettiest for you." Bailee promised before closing her things up.

As he left, so did she going striaght to the pool house. When she got there, she heard the shower running, her daughter humming as she washed up.
 
7 wasn't for another few hours yet, so Christie had plenty of time, with her mother's help, to get ready. Chris, for his part also did the same, but after he was showered and dressed in a very nice italian suit, he went to his office and did some work.

When it was time to leave he went over to the pool house and walked in. "Are we all set to go, Christie?" When he saw her, he smiled and complimented her on how she looked. The outfit she chose definitely suited her. He said good bye to bailee and took Christie's hand leading her out to his car where he opened the door for her and then drove her to the restaurant.

He was a gentleman the entire evening, though there were several times Christie would catch him eyeing up other women. Women who better suited his tastes than Christie herself did. He didn't do it enough to be rude, but enough to be noticed. He wanted her to know that he wanted to like her, she just wasn't what he lusted after. Not quite.

After dinner he leaned over in the car and kissed her. "Tonight was lovely. While we're out, is there any place else you would like to go?"
 
Bailee helped Christie get ready as soon as she got out of shower. Helped with her hair, told her which dress looked best on her, and did her make-up. After trying on 10 differents outfit, they were done. Christie was dressed up in a tight red dress that stopped just a few inches below her ass, a pair of black 5 inches heels covered her feets. Her hair was left down, so her brown curls swirled around delicious around her face.

As Christie looked at herself she couldn't help by notice how much better the dress would look if she had bigger breasts to fill it out more. When Chris came to pick her up, her grabbed her purse and followed him outside to the car, holding his hand.

The night was... nice. The restaurant was good, the service was nice, and Chris was... well... looking at women that matched his type. She made sure it didn't show on her face how she felt when he did it, but she just kept thinking how lucky all those other women were for getting a man like Chris to even look their way.

After they left the restaurant, he kissed her cheek, making her heart flutter in pleasure. "Uhh n-no. It's okay we can just head home." She said as she brought her hand up and rubbed her cheek. When he started to drive, she couldn't help but say, "Hey Chris... what do you think of my breasts?"
 
"What? What do I think of your breasts?" He acted shocked and a bit surprised. "Well, Ummm, I think, I think they're fine. Just fine. Very nice." It was obvious that he was lying to be diplomatic. Since he was driving he had to divide his attention between the road and their conversation. That delayed his responses somewhat.

"I know that you know what kind of women I like, babe... So I'm not going to lie. They suit who you are right now. They fit with your sense of style, and your personality. If that makes any sense. And I wasn't kidding earlier when I said you look fantastic."

He was hoping that her view of her breasts, which she already seemed to be critical of, would get wrapped up in other aspects of her personality, and that if she changed one she would want to change them all. Though he had no idea if that's how things really worked in a person's head.

When they arrived back home he parked the car and got out, walking around tot he passenger side to open the door for her and helping her out of the vehicle. "I'm really glad we did this. How about you?"
 
Christie listened to what he thought of her tits. lt's not what she really wanted to hear, well not at all really, but she wasn't going to tell him that! My style? My personality? Sooo... l'm really not better then tiny tits. And no body likes those!! With a soft sigh, she turned to him with a bright smile. "That all makes a lot of sense. Thank you for being honest with me and not tell me some lie to make me... well overly happy."

When they got to the house, Christie got out of the car and brushed her dress so it feel perfectly around her. "I am too. l had a lot of fun with you." She said before she hugged him. "Thanks for going out with me. l really appreciate it." Before she pulled back, she gentle kissed him.

"I really hope we can do it again soon." She added before letting him go.
 
"I'm sure we will, Sweety. I'm sure that by the time summer is over and you're heading back to school you'll be sick of me." He grinned and winked at her before putting his arm around her and walking with her to the door.

"Do you have any plans for the rest of the evening?" He listened intently to her response and let her go on her way. But before she left the room he stopped her. "Oh, I almost forgot. I've been meaning to ask you. Do you think you and your mom would like to go to a spa for the afternoon once a week?"
 
Let hope so. She thought to herself, addressing his response. "And l'm sure by then you'll have a girl on each arm." She told him with a sweet smile as she looked up at him, heading to the door. "Hopefully at least one will be your taste." Christie giggled.

"Plans? I'll probably go talk to my mother, let her know l'm here. Then l'll head to my room and change. After that... who knows. l could do anything!" When he let her go, she grabbed the door knob, stopping when he asked about a spa.

Christie looked back at him. "Well l'm sure we'd love it! Wouldn't most girls?" She told him. "Why do you ask?" She asked him, because if he said he was going to pay for it, there was no way she would except. Paying for one spa day is one thing, paying for one every week is a whole other thing.
 
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