Chapter 64: Official relationship status

Vanessa cursed under her breath. The phone call couldn’t have come at a worse time. Still, she gave Arthur an apologetic look and answered the phone.

Kat had called to ask if her mother would be staying in town the next week or leaving already.

"Yes, I’ll be around. Do you need somethin’?" she asked, sitting up straight at the edge of the bed.

The hormones faded, and the pain came back fast. She shifted on the bed, and her huge red ass pressed into the mattress with a hot sting. She’d be remembering that spanking for a long time.

Thinking of him, she smirked softly. Then she finally turned off her phone.

"Who was it?"

"My daughter," Vanessa let out a sigh. "She’s probably going to try sweet-talking me into taking us both to that fancy new restaurant that opened."

"Speaking of your daughter, isn’t she coming home?" Arthur glanced around, looking a little uneasy. The last thing he wanted was for some girl to suddenly show up out of nowhere.

"Not really. She lives with her father, so she rarely visits. We’re not particularly close, anyway," Vanessa replied with a shrug.

"Wait, I thought she lived somewhere else with your ex-husband?" Iris asked. She had only met Katherine once, when the girl was still a baby, so she barely remembered her.

"She came back for college or something, and that man agreed to move to accompany her. It’s not like she wanted to tell me much about it."

"Are you on bad terms?" Arthur asked. For him, his mother was the most important person in the world, so a bad mother-daughter relationship made him sad.

"We are on friendly terms, but... She’s always been a daddy’s girl, so she sided with him in the divorce. And he convinced her to hate me for a long time..." Vanessa toyed with her finger, doing her best not to show any emotion on her face.

Recently, she and Katherine had been close enough. Katherine would crash at her mother’s home whenever she needed, since it was closer to her best friend’s apartment. And sometimes they went out together for dinner.

But that was all. Vanessa had given up on being close to her daughter.

"I know it sounds bad... I’m a failure as a mother, aren’t I?" she commented with a forced chuckle.

"Don’t give up so easily!" Arthur barked. "I may not know anything about the situation, but I don’t think you should give up like that. Nor should you be saying things like that!"

Iris nodded, speaking with much less enthusiasm. "Vanessa, you have always been stubborn. Make sure to keep an open mind. Maybe things can change."

The blonde MILF bit her lower lip. Things had been so sexy just a few minutes ago, and now she was cornered, forced to talk about her least favorite subject. The sting still lingering in her ass only made her miss those minutes more.

All she could do was nod, and luckily neither of the two pressed her any further.

"Now, I think we could have a break, the mood is ruined anyway," Vanessa said, moving on with the topic as fast as she could. "Besides, there is something we need to talk about before doing anything else."

"I could cook something for us," Arthur commented, getting up slowly. "But what do you want to talk about?"

Vanessa’s mischievous eyes flicked between Iris and Arthur before she spoke.

"So, the two of you have already said ’I love you’ to each other, right?"

They both nodded, their expressions stiffening slightly as they realized where this conversation was heading. Arthur hadn’t even had time to think about what came next, while Iris was desperately hoping they could somehow leave the subject alone.

"Then..." Vanessa tilted her head, staring at Arthur’s half-hard dick, a sly smile spreading across her lips. "Are you two going to start dating officially?"

She let the question hang for a moment before her gaze drifted back toward his crotch.

"Because if you are, I’d like to know what that makes me," she added, sounding far more amused than bothered. "Our stud has already claimed me," she teased, giving his half-hard cock a slow, deliberate squeeze, "but I would respect your decision."

She looked at both of them again, even if her gaze lingered longer on Iris. Vanessa had softened the blow, but basically she was asking if she could keep fucking Arthur.00

If Iris told her no, Vanessa would back off, and probably even distance herself from Arthur at first to avoid temptation. Even if she would still try to convince Iris to change her opinion.

"We were on a double date, so allowing it was just natural..." Iris answered, avoiding the actual question.

Vanessa rolled her eyes. "Come on, you know this is not what I asked. But I think we should just take a shower and get dressed."

She looked down at herself. Cum was dripping from her well-fucked pussy, her nipples were still hard, and her hair was a complete mess. She smirked ironically, she was in no condition to talk seriously.

Iris agreed with a nod, wanting a way out soon, as she was still hesitant about all of that. It was easier to just leave it for later.

"Wait," Arthur said in a firm, powerful voice, surprising both of them as he moved to stop them. He had been silent, thinking about the matter.

It was a short time, but he had been able to reach his conclusions. He had been sincere when he told Iris he loved her, so there was just one thing he could do.

"Iris, I love you," he said, looking at her, his eyes unwavering.

His teacher instantly turned red as a tomato, looking away in a cute way.

"I don’t want to leave it for later, or leave you in an undefined position. You deserve to know where we stand."

"We shouldn’t..." Iris mumbled.

"But I still want you. Even if the whole world is against it, I want you. So, do you want to date me?" he asked, his voice firm.

"So romantic," Vanessa teased, stretching her arms overhead in a way that put her tits on full display. "Then should I get dressed and leave you two alone?"

Arthur hesitated. He couldn’t say he loved the blonde MILF, not yet... still, he definitely didn’t want her getting dressed and leaving them behind. He felt like he didn’t want to let her go.

"No. I still want you here," he said, his voice rough, his conviction faltering.

"Well, of course I don’t mind sharing, as long as you fuck me well, you can have whoever else you want," Vanessa answered immediately, giving his half-hard cock a lazy stroke. "I believe a cock like this deserves to be shared, but what does Iris think?"

Both of them turned their attention to the busty woman, who had fallen into a deep silence. Her thighs pressed together, her nipples still stiff,her body’s opinion on the matter was a lot less conflicted than her mind’s.

Iris turned the subject over in her head. During the whole date, she and Vanessa had competed for Arthur’s attention, and even so, she hadn’t felt jealous, not even for an instant.

Maybe it was because she was sharing him with one of her best friends... Or maybe because she had never cared in the first place? She had never even considered the possibility of Arthur being her boyfriend.

She wasn’t even good enough to date him... But once again, he had said he loved her. She had no right to refuse his feelings with a weak excuse like ’I’m not good enough’.

And, truth be told, watching him handle Vanessa, made her almost proud. Her student was growing, experiencing new things, becoming sure of himself. Some part of her liked seeing that.

At that moment, it was hard to say. The future was uncertain... well, but when isn’t it?

And as she thought about the possibility of saying yes, a face popped into her mind. Anne would kill her if she found out.

Then, an idea flashed through her mind as she remembered what she had told Arthur the first time they had sex.

"I don’t know..." Iris finally began to speak. "I definitely love you. But I don’t know if I want to date you, or if I’d be okay sharing you with Vanessa... Right now it feels hot, but I might hate it a year from now..."

"Or love it," Vanessa chimed in. "I would give very good presents to my..." She looked at Arthur, unsure which word to choose. Then her eyes shone mischievously. "Master’s girlfriend."

"Master?" Arthur blinked in shock, mumbling it in a low tone. Neither of them heard him, but the word stuck.

"Don’t try to bribe me," Iris stuck her tongue out at her friend. "And let me finish speaking!"

"Sorry, I couldn’t resist!" Vanessa smiled smugly, not sounding sorry at all.

"Anyway, I can’t date you right now. Remember what I said the first time we had sex? I won’t even consider a relationship with you until you graduate from college."

"But..."

"Listen, I don’t plan on distancing myself at all. It’s just that, as I said, I don’t know if I want to date you. I don’t know if I will feel jealous over other girls, or Vanessa too. And I don’t even know if you should be dating me."

"I told you I love you already," Arthur grimaced, not liking her acting as if she weren’t a good partner. "You are smart, beautiful, trustworthy, and the most fun person I have ever met."

"Stop," Iris said, feeling embarrassed. "I understood already. But still, my heart will only be at peace after I know you’ve had the experiences a boy your age should have. And that you don’t love me just because I was the first one to comfort you after a bad relationship."

"That is definitely not the reason I fell in love with you," Arthur argued.

"If you’re so determined, why don’t you call your mother right now and tell her you’re dating Iris?" Vanessa chimed in, wanting to put an end to the topic.

Both of them tensed instantly, Iris in particular even shaking with fear.

"I want to tell her, but... it’s too early, I..."

"Weren’t you ready to face the world or whatever?" she teased him.

"I am, but my mother is... it’s a bit too much. I still need time to prepare."

Vanessa grinned, silently agreeing that it was more comfortable to face the world than Anne.

"If you feel like you need more time, what do you think about having five years of preparation?" she said, checkmating him.

Arthur finally nodded, but he still looked hesitant.

"And it’s not like things will change much," Vanessa added. "What is it you young people call it these days?"

The woman narrowed her eyes in a comically exaggerated attempt to remember. Then her eyes shot open with excitement.

"I remembered! The two of you will have a situationship, with the intent of dating in the future. Am I right?"

Vanessa turned her gaze to Iris, who nodded, even if she wasn’t entirely sure what the term should mean.

"Yes, we should keep seeing each other. But you are free to see other girls, as long as they are not obvious walking red flags."

"Oh! Yeah, I agree with that. You should show us a picture of every hottie you bang," Vanessa said with a grin. "Or any girl you’re interested in. Just tell me and I’ll help you get into her pants."

"And don’t worry, I promise I won’t see any other guy until you graduate," Iris said, then turned her attention to Vanessa, silently asking where she stood on all of that.

"Well, our stud is possessive, so I think I’ll need to be only his." She looked at him with a mischievous smile.

Then she leaned into him and gave him a quick kiss, before biting his neck hard, hard enough to leave a mark.

"Just so you know, I’m a lot of trouble. Still, I’m more than willing to be your convenient, exclusive fuck buddy, one you can call any time you want."

Her tone was impossibly horny, making Arthur’s cock twitch back to life.

"And you better know I like BDSM. I’m a sub, but if you want me to act like a good girl, you better make me," she stuck her tongue out.

However, instead of teasing him any further, she shifted her position, getting on her knees and pressing her forehead against the mattress, shooting her huge, red ass upward in a completely submissive position. Presented like that, her spanked ass and dripping pussy were on full display for him.

"Now, Master, do you want such an annoying slut as your woman?"

Arthur’s cock immediately shot back to life, hardening fully at the sight of the blonde offering herself so shamelessly. Iris grinned seeing that, approaching him and kissing the tip of his cock.

"I see someone is anxious to put his new slut in place," she commented laughing, giving Vanessa’s sore ass a slap, which made her squeak in pain.

The blonde MILF looked up with a big smile. "We can leave our break for later. It’s a good thing you agreed to sharing, because our stud needs at least two sluts to satisfy his hunger."

"Maybe even more," Iris teased, as the two of them teamed up to make Arthur cum three more times that day, taking turns on his cock, and competing to see who could milk him dry first.

After that, they finally had their break to eat, before the man took them both to bed for one last hard fuck before sleeping.