Vanessa waited outside until Iris and Arthur had a proper talk. However, they ended up calling her sooner than she expected.
Opening the door, the blonde milf felt disappointed when she saw no sign of sex or tears. She had the feeling their talk hadn’t been emotional enough, but knowing Iris, she probably needed a full bottle of vodka before being able to say things like ’I love you.’
"I thought you would be more disheveled," Vanessa commented. "It seems like you guys saved all the fun for later. Then, should we get started?"
Vanessa smiled and stepped forward, her horny eyes demanding a kiss. She let out a soft whimper of appreciation as Arthur understood it, lowered his body, and claimed her lips.
He caught her by the waist and pulled her firmly against him. His mouth claimed hers in a deep kiss, one hand sliding up her back to hold her in place while the other slid down, fingers spreading wide as they reached the huge and perfect curve of her fat ass.
He gripped hard, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh of her body as he claimed her with possessive hunger. Each firm squeeze made Vanessa’s breath hitch into the kiss, her body answering the rough handling by pushing back into his grip, inviting him to take more.
When they finally parted, a thin strand of saliva still connected them for a second. Vanessa licked her lips, eyes half-lidded.
"So, stud, are you ready to know the bars Iris and I used to terrorize in our youth?" Vanessa asked, a bit breathless. "I guarantee you it will be fun."
Iris snorted. "Those places are probably boarded up by now."
"Don’t worry," Vanessa answered, already turning her back to Arthur, her ass brushing a bit against his crotch. "I researched. Properly." She glanced back at Arthur with a wicked little smile. "I found a really good place from our old times."
"Seriuosly, and what do you have in mind?" Iris asked.
Vanessa grinned, and gestured for her friend to lean in closer, and whispered a word in her ears, causing the teacher’s eyes to glow up.
"That’s a good idea..." she said.
"What idea?" Arthur asked, feeling annoyed that they had left him out.
However, the two older women only smiled at him, assuring him that it would be a surprise.
"And before you start worrying," Vanessa said, turning her attention back to Iris, "I have some clothing options for you. They’re presents I was planning to give you."
Iris arched an eyebrow. "It’s not even my birthday. Why are you buying me presents?"
"Because I want to dress you up in fancy clothes," Vanessa replied with a grin. "And don’t you dare get all weird about it. The clothes are expensive, but I decided to buy them because I wanted to dress you up. So, really, I’m doing it for my own amusement."
The teacher still seemed hesitant, but the blonde milf simply grabbed her hand and dragged her toward her room, telling Arthur to wait for them.
The boy could only watch them leave, then glance down at his own clothes. He was wearing nothing but a tank top that showed off his muscular arms and a simple pair of jeans. He wondered whether he would stand out for all the wrong reasons in such plain clothes.
Then again, he didn’t even know what kind of place they were going to.
Meanwhile, Vanessa closed the door of her room and, stepping excitedly, she was almost jumping, opened her wardrobe and took three bags out of it. All of them from expensive brands.
"Here, take a look and choose what you like best," the blonde MILF said, throwing the items to Iris, who easily caught them.
Without giving her friend a second to respond, or to try and refuse the present, Vanessa changed the topic:
"So, how did the conversation go? Did you tell him you love him?"
"What?" Iris dropped the bags on the floor, her face turning red. "I... it’s not... I don’t..." she tried to respond multiple times, but the words simply wouldn’t come out.
Vanessa only arched an eyebrow, holding back the urge to laugh. "Yeah... I’m seeing you are definitely not in love with him," she commented while undressing.
"I..." Iris looked down, turning her attention to the clothes. She picked up the bags off the floor and placed them on Vanessa’s bed.
The blonde MILF didn’t press her any further; she already had her answer. And there was no point in pushing Iris while she was still sober, she had known her friend long enough. All she needed to do was pay for good drinks, and in no time Iris would begin to be honest about her feelings.
The only thing that worried her was what would come out of this honesty. She wanted Iris to be honest about her feelings for Arthur, but she didn’t want the two of them to start dating. At least not yet, because if they did, she could be cut off.
Vanessa shook her head and slipped into a fancy dress that hugged her body well. Then she walked into the bathroom, she had already applied her makeup, so all that was left was choosing the best jewelry.
She was in the middle of putting on her earrings when she heard Iris screaming.
"Hey! Don’t you think this is too much?!"
Vanessa jumped out of the bathroom with a smug expression and looked her friend up and down. The teacher was wearing a pair of high-waisted jeans and a bra that was as fancy as it could be, while giving the support her massive boobs needed.
In her hands, she held the two options of tops Vanessa had brought her. One of them was very daring, while the other was just normal, but even a normal amount of cleavage was scandalous when worn by Iris. 𝖋𝙧ⅇ
"What’s the problem? I paid for the clothes, so you need to wear them," Vanessa smiled from ear to ear.
"You tricked me into this! You should have told me where we were going from the start!" Iris stammered, but she didn’t seem all that angry, just a bit self-conscious.
She knew how many stares she would pull wearing something with cleavage, and hesitated about it a little.
"Since you can’t communicate your feelings with actions, at least do it with your appearance. Don’t you want to look so hot Arthur can’t stop looking at you?" Vanessa argued, arching her back to display her perfect ass, which looked even hotter in her daring outfit.
"But..."
"You better put these tits to use. If not, he will only have eyes for me." Vanessa stepped closer, leaning in and looking at her friend from below with her usual teasing smile.
"Are we competing now?" Iris asked, and with a smug grin stepped closer, making her big boobs collide against her friend’s face and sending her flying backwards. "Because I don’t pull any punches."
"I’m fine with sharing," Vanessa grinned. "But doesn’t a friendly competition make everything better?" She said it and walked back to the bathroom, finishing getting ready.
Once she stepped back into her room, she felt disappointed that Iris had gone with the more conservative option. And, at the same time, she had to hold back a chuckle at the fact of how her boobs were straining against the clothes.
Vanessa had bought the biggest option available at a store specialized in more well-endowed women, and it still felt a bit tight.
"Aren’t I looking too slutty?" Iris asked worriedly. "Do you think Arthur will like it?"
"Now you are hot, it’s different. You are showing off just enough to make people curious, while keeping the true treasure hidden away for the only lucky man you have chosen."
"It feels like you are reading a pre-made response," Iris grimaced.
"Come on, what happened to the ’I don’t pull any punches?’" Vanessa tried and failed to imitate her friend’s voice.
And as always, Iris fell for this type of provocation, getting all competitive.