The Mafia Queens Baby (W/W)

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I don't think we have met before so let me introduce myself.

I'm Anika Sierra Bianchi Vaiton, I believe that is my name since it is the name my birth certificate carries. As mentioned I am twenty eight years old and a recent almost divorcee I recently got from rehab and that was a few months ago but sorry not sorry to burst your bubble my husband, William Vaiton didn't divorce me for my drug addiction but he divorced me because he couldn't take all my fetishes, and kinks, etc and decided to break it off after cheating on me throughout our marriage thinking that I didn't know but unfortunately for him I knew all about it from the first day he looked at another woman with lustful eyes and I didn't say anything.

Why?

Because I really didn't give two shits what the fuck he does with his life and besides where is the fun in that, we were only bound by arrangement for benefits and of course he doesn't know but I already transferred everything I could to my name and just left whatever I felt like for him.

Unfortunately for him, he can't do anything because I will not hesitate to take him out myself. Now you know why I didn't say anything. Simply because where is the fun in that?? Of course there is none.

I'm half French, Spanish and Italian but it just doesn't show. I hate racists because of a lot of things but the most prominent reason is that they diss blacks in front of me and think it is funny just because I don't have black skin.

The explanation of my family tree is long enough and definitely a story for another day so I will respectfully skip that.

Today I start my teaching job and its crazy, the pay is astronomical but compared to my net worth I'd pass o the offer on a normal day but I need something to do with my time apart from working fourteen hours daily and what is better than just watching transitioning adults and full adults. I sound like a creep but trust that we all crazy in the family.

Also, this job serves as the distraction I need from the satchels of snort seating in my bathroom patiently waiting to be used for nearly six hours every day.

If any student catches my eye then I'm going all in and in case you haven't figured already, another reason why I chose college to teach is so that I don't have to think about the no teacher, student relationship rule and even if there was I will still do what I want after all its not like I need my job. I want it but I don't need it, there is a fine line between want and need.

Later.

After smoking a few rows of blunt, I am pretty sure I am high but not high-as-a-kite yet and luckily for me my eyes are red but not bloodshot and now I am standing in front of the principal who keeps on yapping about things I don't even care to listen to at this point but of course I just let my head keep going up and down every once in a while and that was enough to convince him that I was listening.

"Okay Miss West let's get you to look at your class." The principal smiled and was replied with a smirk rather than a smile but of course he didn't need to know that.

After all what he doesn't know won't hurt him but what he knows might.

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After getting the required tools from the Ad room and Anika made her way to her class.
Walking down the hallway with the sound of her 8 inch black stilettos clicking against the marble floor as she trotted down with her head held high and a killer poker face on her lips.
Entering her English Lit class she took her seat and went through everything signing the necessities before going ahead to turn it in.
Making her way to the classroom for the second time in the day Anika's face did a very good job hiding the irritation and overall displeasure that she felt at this moment.
Perks of being rich, you actually learn to fake it till you make it and that came in very handy at the moment.
Turning to the aisle that led to her classroom Anika heard the faint clicking of shoes indicating that someone was approaching.
She just continued to her class with her killer poker face and a sly smirk gracing her luscious lips.
Anika got to her class and went straight to her desk, gracefully taking a seat she crossed her long legs meanwhile her skirt rode up a bit and it didn't help that her skirt was short to begin with so if anyone came in they would be able to get a preview of what's underneath since the skirt did no job hiding what's beneath it but the owner wasn't bothered in the slightest.
Whoever had a problem with her skirt could go fuck themselves for all she cared.
"Mrs Vaiton?" A voice called from the entrance.
"It's Miss Vaiton." Anika didn't raise her head to even take a peak of the person who just had to come and interrupt her day.
She needed crack badly and her nose was starting to itch because she just might have sniffed one too many pots earlier and it was taking its toll on her and now when she thought the day couldn't get worse someone just had to misunderstand her marital status yet again.

The voice was soft and timid, "Sorry Miss Vaiton I am at fault I'm sorry but the principal asked me to give this to you and you fit the description he gave me so I just went with it sorry again." The student gestured to the letter in her hands and when Anika finally looked at the student she was met with the most gorgeous blue eyes.

Anika was no saint and the moment she looked at the girl she made it her mission to have her way with the girl as soon as possible because the girl's overall appearance made Anika's crotch throb in anticipation because the woman knew that beneath the innocent face was a nasty little girl that she couldn't wait to get a taste of.

"What's your name sweetie." Anika stood from her chair and walked to the innocent looking girl.

"R-r-rayne ma'am." Rayne couldn't help stuttering because the teacher was just so gorgeous that it made her just want to have a taste of what's beneath but of course Rayne told herself it would never happen.

"A sweet name for a sweet girl." Ainsley took her time walking round her desk to where the girl stood and grabbed the latter from her hand purposely brushing their hands against each other while Rayne's breath stopped for a second and she forgot how to breathe.

"Eh I need to go now ma'am, sorry for the trouble." Rayne quickly turned around in an attempt to leave but Ainsley doesn't let her prey roam freely without getting what she wants.

Backing Rayne to a corner Anika cupped her cheeks and looked at her lips shamelessly licking hers in the process as well "You wanna leave without even telling your last name? There are many Rayne's in this world so tell me your last name before I make you." Ainsley tugged her other hand on Rayne's waist before standing between her thighs while Rayne on the other hand tried her best to contain her moans. One thing she loved was when her partners dominated her and that's exactly what Anika was doing at the moment.

"My name is Rayne Decker Scott and I am in my second year here." Satisfied with her answer Anika grabbed her ponytail roughly while Rayne moaned out but she bit her lips to stop herself.

"That's a good girl, wasn't so hard was it huh?" Anika let her hands roam freely on Rayne's sides and located her clit, it wasn't so hard since she wore a very short skirt. Anika slightly rubbed her and the let go of her walking back to her seat while Rayne leaned on the wall breathless and still a little bit dazed before she quickly went out of the classroom.

To think she almost got fingered in a classroom by a new teacher was crazy for her but she'd be lying to herself if she says she didn't enjoy it.