Jacqueline laid relaxedly with her secret lover on the bed of his private residence. They had just finished the usual love-making session that made them meet in the residence, and now they laid chatting while replenishing their energies.

"Just take her to the school she wants." Jacqueline said with her naked body wrapped at the clandestine’s, "It may end up boosting her performance."

"I know, sweetheart. But her mother..." Mr. Kennedy sighed, "Her mother strongly prefers the Catholic school. She believes it is the best school for her, especially with her recent capricious behavior and attitude. Stella is increasingly becoming difficult to parent."

"That is high school and what it does to teenagers." Jacqueline said.

Mr. Kennedy once again sighed, "Modern teenagers! Maybe that is why her mother believes the Catholic school is the best for her. But she begged and pleaded with me not to let her mother take her there. She even cried. That is why I am stranded on what to do."

"Mothers know best. Listen to your wife." Jacqueline came out of their body contact and got up from the bed, "They know what is best for their children."

"Wait, wait, are you leaving?" Mr. Kennedy looked up at the mistress.

"Yes, I have a class in an hour." Jacqueline concocted as she put on her clothes. She knew what care and attention could lead to in the relationship arrangement they had. If she started caring about what was happening in the man's life, he may find the care appealing and alluring, thereby developing feelings of attachment between themselves, and that was not what the relationship was about. It was supposed to be only a relationship based on mutual benefits. If it became more than that, it would ruin a marriage, and more importantly to her; a relationship with the only man she deeply loved and cherished.

"See you when we meet." She said and walked out of the room, Mr. Kennedy looking at her go admiringly. Of all the young mistresses he had, Jacqueline was the best in giving him pleasure. When he was inside her, wholly, there was how she tightly grasped him with melodious moans and groans that further motivated him in the affair. She was the only mistress who did such an act of love-making perfection in bed. An act that any man could find enthralling and fascinating. Will I ever get tired of her!