House Mother and Coed

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The students had come back. Molly watched out her window as the students of the college unloded the cars, and ran around greeting friends.

This was her third year as house mother in the freshman dorms and she loved being a mother to the young sweet girls who would come to her for advice and counsel. More than one had shared her bed as well. Licking her lips at a few of the more revealing outfits she wondered what this years crop of freshman would be like.

She finished rinsing out her coffee cup and then headed outside with her clipboard to let each student know what their room assignment would be, and to reassure the parents that she would be looking out for their precious sweet and innocent daughters.

Taking a deep breath of the crisp fall air, she wakked down the steps to the sidewalk and waited for her her girls to arrive.
 
Tara was not holding herself together very well. Even though she was 19, she had never been away from her parents for any longer than a week at summer camp. The only daughter of a wealthy couple, she was adored, pampered and more than a little spoiled. She clung on to her mom and dad, sobbing, not caring if others stared. Her pale blue eyes were filled with tears and her blonde hair awry.

At long last, she broke off and weeped some more as her parents drove away. She pulled at her short skirt and screwed up her nose, determined to hate her stay here. She walked up to the woman who seemed like she was in charge and said meekly, "Please Ma'am, my name is Tara Smith. I believe I have a room at this house". She held up her letter and tried to smile through her red rimmed eyes and pink nose.
 
"OH my dear, come here" and she wrapped her arms around the crying girl. "Is there anything I can do? Water? Tissue? have someone killed?" she asked trying to make the younger woman laugh.

While she held the crying girl she handed the clipboard to one of the older girls assigned to help the freshman find their way around. "Candy please get the other girls to their rooms while I deal with this," she tells one of the girls she bedded last year.
 
Tara looked up at the woman hugging her and fought through her tears. She flashed a watery smile at the woman. There was something very comforting about her and Tara found her warming to the older woman.

"I... I feel rather foolish. It's just that I have never really been away from home. Ever. Are there many girls here?", Tara tried to remember what the woman was called. It was mentioned somewhere in her letter.
 
"I'm Molly, just Molly. No one can pronounce my last name. Even I have trouble with it." She wipes the tears from the young woman eyes.

Can I give you a piece of advice," and without waiting for an answer she says, "Never marry anyone from Poland. Do you know what a Polish man gives his bride on their wedding night that's long and hard?" she asks the girl.
 
Tara laughed and sniffled, "No, what?" She was feeling more rapidly at home. Oh how wonderful was Molly. She looked around the house. It was pretty and cozy. She could feel herself brightening up.

Tara was a happy girl by nature, although more than slightly vain and self absorbed. "You are so funny Molly. I do think I shall like it here", she gave Molly's hand a squeeze and smiled again.
 
"His last name of course..." she tells the girl and laughs.

"SO what is your name, I can't call you my dear all year, I'm not that old yet." she says smiling at her.
 
"Tara Smith, Molly", she repeated. "No hard surname for me."
Tara smiled again, the redness from her tears all but gone. Her face was back to her clear peach complexion.
 
"Ahh yes Tara. You are one very lucky lady. You have my favorite room in the house. It's smaller than the others, and has an odd shape, so it's the only single. You don't have to share with anyone." She holds up a key and says "top of the stairs and turn right. There's a door at the end of the hall that's yours."

She swats the young girl on her taut butt "Now go get your stuff and get it unpacked we hav ea house meeting at 5."
 
Tara unpacked and put away her things, trying to be as neat as she could. She liked Molly and wanted to stay on her good side. Her room was small but cozy and rather secluded. With the door shut, she may just as well be alone in the house.

A little before 5 pm, a freshly bathed Tara put on her favorite frayed pair of shorts and a pink crop top. She ties her long hair in a pony tail, put on a cherry lipgloss and headed down. She hadn't really met any of the other girls and she hoped that there would a few she wanted to become friends with.
 
"Oh look it's the crybaby!" was the first thing she heard when she walked in the room.

"Renee! That's rude." Molly scolded a somewhat chubby, but pretty girl with green eyes and short hair. "How would you feel if someone said "Hey it's the fat girl when you walked in."

Several girls laughed and Renee looked at Molly angrily, but kept her mouth shut.

"Come seat next to me, Tara." Molly said patting the kitchen chair next to the one she was sitting in, in front of the whole room. "My you look cute in that outfit" Molly said making several of the girls chuckle.
 
Tara took an immediate dislike to the girl Molly had called Renee. She looked about haughtily challenging someone else to tease her.

She looked at Molly gratefully. What a wonderful woman she was, kind and compassionate. Besides, she called Tara cute. Like most pretty teen, Tara was very aware of her looks amd more than a little vain about it. She smiled pleased at the compliment and sat herself down, wondering what made some girls laugh.

"Hello Molly, thank you"
 
"Now girls, I have been doing this for years, and have had a lot of experience with young ladies..." several girls laughed when she said this, others looked at them in confusion.

"So I am not naive enough to believe you will all be friends, and always get along. I do expect you to be adults and to treat each other with respect at all times. Do you understand me?" she looks hard at Renee, knowing she was a bit of a bully.

"Now then, quiet time is 11pm, and if your music can be heard in the next room it's too loud. This is an old house and there's a lot of stuff between rooms so keep the noise to a reasonable level and your fine." She smiles at the girls.

"Now for boys." several girls cheered. "No over night guests. They must be out by midnight, except for blood relatives with your roommates permission." there were several disappointed groans. "If you want to spend the night with a guy, go to the dorms. College housing has fewer rules. This is a private house, so my rules stand. Oh and no saying your roommates boyfriend is your brother. I will call your parents if I must."

"Dammit" one girls said and everyone laughed.

"Breakfast is at 7, and we will all take turns helping with preparing it and cleaning up afterwards. Those who have early classes get to help out on the weekends. Your on your own for lunch and Dinner is at 6:30. If you would like me to save you a plate, let me know before the meal not after. I make sure there are very little leftovers. Again everyone will help cook and clean."

"There are 17 girls living here, and at least 12 of them must agree to host a party before you can have one. You must provide your own food and refreshments for the parites and, let me be clear, THERE. WILL. BE. NO. ALCOHOL. AT. ANY. TIME. I will not go to jail for you."

"Anyone caught with alcohol or illegal drugs, and that incldes pot in this state, will be kicked out and their parents notified. Does everyone undestand?"

A chorus of yes ma'ams and yeps followed.

"Good then. Are there any questions?"

A group of girls in the back started giggling and one raised her hand "Yes Marie?"

Maries face turned red as she said "Is it true that you..." shutup another girl yelled at her, while one siad "you can't ask that" and they started laughing again.

Molly shook her head realizing what was going on. The ring leader of the group looked a lot like her older sister who had lived here her freshman year. Molly makes a mental note to have a word with the older sister so get the rumors stopped before they grew out of control.

A few girls had questions and Molly answered them easily."Okay girls finish getting settled in Orientation starts promptly at 8am tomorrow. No one will be telling you to get up, so ir you're late or miss it that's your problem. Oh and one last thing, I go into town on Tuesdays Thursdays and Saturdays. If you need to go shopping, or if you want me to pick up something for you let me know."

Dinner should be about ready so let's head into the dining room and eat. I hope everyone likes mac and cheese, chicken nuggets, and for the vegans a nice lentil soup.
 
The Mac and Cheese was wonderful. Tara dug in, reaching for seconds. Molly was a wonderful cook. She was soon chatting away to the girl sitting next to her and for a moment she forgot about her homesickness.

After dinner, she went into her little room, feeling happier than she had felt all day. She stopped short at the entrance. Her carefully laid out nightie was soaked wet and crumpled on the floor. Tara looked in shock as she rifled through her room. All her night dresses were soaked through and scattered about the room. What kind of a joke was this? Tara wondered if she should go to Molly and complain about it. She almost walked out of the room to do that but checked herself in time. She did not want to come off as a tattletale.

She spread out the wet clothes on the chair and on the desk. She closed the door but saw there was no lock on it. She gently pulled the chair up to the door so any girl trying to bully her at night would make some kind of noise. She proceeded to take off her shorts and top but kept her pink panties on. Naked but for the panties, she padded over to her bed, thankful she didn't have a roommate and drifted off to sleep.
 
As was usual on the first night, the girls were going from room to room getting to know 'each other and Molly could already see a few cliques forming. Not seeing Tara partaking of the festivities, she gently knocked at the young woman's door. When she didn't get a response, she opened the door to peak in.

The lights were off, so Molly figured she had just missed the girl among all the activity. Then as she moved to close the door the light from the hall illuminated the bed and she saw Tara fast asleep. Stepping in the room, she gently closed the door, and walked into the room, tripping on a pile of sopping wet clothes.

Fortunately the clothes softened her landing so their was little noise and no injury. She stayed on the floor until her eyes adjusted to the dim light in the room, she noticed that Tara was naked, or at least topless in bed. Molly stood up and pulled the sheet up to cover the girl, after giving her breast a soft squeeze.

Licking her lips and the sweet young breast, she gathered up the pile of wet clothes and slipped out of the room with them. Heading to the laundry room, she ran them through a quick wash and dry as she answered several questions from the young woman in her care.

Soon the clothes were washed dryed and folded, and she returned to Tara's room and put them on her desk, then kissed her forehead before heading to her own room for a cup of tea and sleep. Tomorrow would be a long day.
 
For a few minutes after she woke, Tara couldn't figure out where she was. The unfamiliar room disoriented her and she sat looking around. Her eyes fell on the best pile of her freshly laundered night wear. Slowly the memories of the previous day flooded in. She looked down. Yes, she was still wearing only her panties. She blushed at the thought of Molly picking up her clothes while she slept near naked.

She put on a pair of yoga pants and a loose sleeveless shirt and headed down. It was very early and the household was barely stirring. She found Molly already in the kitchen. "Hello Molly. I, uh, wanted to thank you for my clothes. You didn't have to do them. I am very touched that you did. May I help you here with the chores?" Tara looked at the efficient older woman and was overcome with a desire to hug her.
 
Hugging the younger girl, feeling her unfettered breasts under her top, she smiled remembering how they felt, and looked last night. "It's no problem sweetie. But what happened? Why were all your nightgowns so wet, making you sleep in the nude?"

Letting her go, when she realizes she admitted to seeing the young woman naked, she turned away from her and said "I was just about to come wake you to ask you to help. The other girls were up until long after midnight getting acquainted." she says handing Tara three dozen eggs. "Start cracking these into a bowl, while I get the bacon started. Would you like some coffee?" she asks as she starts laying strops of bacon on a cookie sheet.
 
Molly's hug was soft and warm and friendly. Tara felt safe and happy in her arms. There was something about Molly that set her at ease. She blushed when the older woman mentioned how she slept in the nude. Tara tried to recall if she had the covers on and how much she had seen.

She almost blurted out how she came in and found her room trashed, but she stopped herself in time. For all her faults, Tara wasn't the sort to tell on others. She shrugged and said, "I am not sure Molly but I am grateful that you cleaned them."

She started cracking the eggs one at a time and started whisking them. "Oh some coffee would be wonderful.", Tara said and as she turned, a splash of yolk landed on her left breast. She hurried to the sink and tried to wash it off. In dismay, she saw that it only made the part transparent and did nothing to clean the yolk. Now she had yolk on her favorite shirt and her left nipple showed through. She tried to cross her arm across and turned to Molly to excuse herself.
"Molly, I shall be right back. Let me run up and change this?"
 
As Molly poured the coffee, she saw what Tara had done, and she smiled inwardly as the young girl made it worse.

Putting the coffee on the table she started to get out some bagels and cream cheese and butter and jelly.
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As Tara ran upstairs, she saw one giel who she didn't know whisper to another one. They way they looked at her, she knew they were talking about her.
Their laughter followed her down the hall.
 
Tara ran up and changed into another top. Since last night, the odd sniggers and giggles had made her uncomfortable. Then there was the strange question by that girl who was hushed by Molly. Laughter again today. Tara decided to ask Molly if she was missing something.

Her mouth watered at the sight of the spread Molly had put out. She took a plateful and while the others dug in, she went to the little corner of the Kitchen where Molly was momentarily alone.
"Molly? I was wondering what the other girls keep laughing about? Is there something I should know?"
 
She smiles reassuringly at the younger woman. "For now, suffice to say it's nothing about you. It will stop today. I promise." Molly winks at her and gathers up some dirty dishes to take into the kitchen.

One of the girls walks over to Tara and quietly says "So have you been a lesbian a long time? I mean I'm cool with it. I'm just curious." She gave Tara a friendly smile and the other girls had stopped eating, watching the two girls and wondering what was being said.
 
Tara stared at her, mouth open. A lesbian! She realised she was gaping and shut her mouth. "I think you are mistaken. I am not a lesbian. I like boys. I am fine with you being one though." She pushed through and went upstairs. She showered and got ready for her first day at college without incident.

She noticed a couple of very handsome boys in her class. One of them had winked at her amd even !ade her blush. She made a few new friends and had an invite to a dance during the weekend. Over all, she had a good first day. All through however, she had this nagging feeling of something not being right. As she made her way back home, she wondered why the girl had thought she was a lesbian. She made her way up to her room, dropped her bag and remembered how her door won't lock. She made a mental note to mention that to Molly as she changed her clothes. She was about to take her shirt off when she heard her door open.
 
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The girl from this morning see's Tara heading to the bathroom. She stops her and whispers "I'm sorry. I'm not a lesbian either. There's a rumor going around that Molly takes a special interest in one girl every year and they spend a lot of time in her bedroom. I assumed you were the one, and that..." her voice trails off. "Look! I'm sorry. Okay. My name's Dana. No hard feelings?" she says offering her a sincere smile and a handshake.
 
Tara looked at Dana as she came in and mulled over what she said. She had warmed to the girl, her earlier coldness forgotten and forgiven by Dana.
It was a little odd that Molly would come in unannounced to her room when she was sleeping and not make her presence known. Tara started thinking back on the body language of the older woman. Could it be true? If it were, was she the one this year?

She looked at Dana and said, "Are you sure about Molly? Where did you hear that?"
 
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'Like I said it's a rumor. Not sure who started it, but supposedly one of the girls living here this year has two older sisters. Both went here, and lived with Molly. One is out lout and proud and moved in with Molly instead of her assigned room. The other sister, claims that her roommate would sneak out of their room most every night, and spend the night in Mollys bedroom." she touches Taras arm.

"Hey, like I said it's all a rumor, I'm just telling you, so you won't be surprised if Molly tries to get into your panties. So are we cool girlfriend?" Dana asks Tara.
 
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