Helping Out at School [MF] [Part 8]

I have finally resumed writing. See my last post on my profile for more info about my absence and where things will go moving forward. As always, feedback is much appreciated.

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As I made my way towards Mrs. Lancaster’s office, I had a million thoughts running through my head. Of course, the worst case scenarios went through my mind. I felt like Mrs. Lancaster knew everything that I had did, with Sadie, and even worse, with Scarlett. Technically, I hadn’t done anything illegal, but I knew that I could easily get fired for it and potentially have my future ruined. Sadie didn’t make it seem like anything was wrong after she talked to the principal, but maybe she didn’t have anything to do with this.

I finally entered the office, feeling like everyone who I had passed in the halls knew all of my secrets. My face couldn’t have been helping, as I felt very flushed. Upon entering, the receptionist made eye contact with me while talking to someone on the phone. I stood there with my sweaty hands in my pockets waiting for her to address me. After a few moments, she hung up the phone, and turned towards me and said, “Principal Lancaster will see you now.”

This gave me the green light to walk behind the office desk and down the short hallway which led to the principal’s office. When I stepped into the doorway, I noticed that she had taken off the blazer she was wearing previously. This left her wearing a white blouse, which if I looked at closely enough, I could faintly see the lace of a black bra underneath. Also, it had a couple extra buttons undone, leaving some cleavage exposed, and since she was sitting, I had a great view down her blouse. Without looking up from the documents she was inspecting, she spoke, “Come in Andrew. Have a seat.”

I sat in the chair across from her, resting my forearms on my knees, worried for what was next to come. She set down the papers in her hand and picked up her glasses, placing them on her face and bringing my attention to her intense green eyes.

“Do you know why I called you in here, Andrew?” she questioned, maintaining eye contact.

“Uh – um. No, I don’t,” I stammered.

“I don’t know if you knew this, but I was not a fan of yours during your time as a student,” she began. “You were never caught doing anything wrong, but I always has a feeling that you were a very mischievous individual.”

I didn’t know where she was going with this, but things were not looking very good.

“However,” she continued, “Your short time as an employee here has changed my opinion of you. That is why I would like to offer you a job. Obviously, you would have to finish your schooling first, and you can always change your mind, but it has been difficult to find teachers over the past few years, and you seem to have a knack for it. Everyone here has had only good things to say about you.”

She still looked at me, awaiting a response. For the first time since my freshman year of high school, Mrs. Lancaster was not intimidating.

“That’s a very generous offer, but I’m not even studying teaching. I’ll definitely give it some consideration, though,” I said, with no intention on taking the job.

She stood up as she began to talk again, “Look, Andrew, I don’t want to twist your arm, but I do want you to give it some serious thought.”

Mrs. Lancaster then leaned forward, giving me a perfect view of her hanging breasts down her blouse. I briefly glanced at them, which made my freshly drained balls ache before I brought my eyes back up to hers.

“Come back here at the end of the day and we can discuss it more,” she said in a professional tone, but I thought I detected a slight bit of sensuality roll off her tongue as well.

Later in the day, I told Sadie what had happened, and she asked me what I was going to do about the offer. I simply said that I was still thinking about it, leaving out the part about going back to Mrs. Lancaster’s office at the end of the day.

**

Eventually, the end of the day came, and I knew I had to go back to talk to Mrs. Lancaster. Wasting as much time as I possibly could, as I did not yet know what I was going to say.

This time when I entered her office, she was already wearing her glasses and I was pretty sure that another button on her blouse had been undone because I could see the very tip of her bra peeking out from behind the white fabric of her blouse.

I was greeted with a warm slime and a friendly, “Hello again, Andrew.”

I replied with a greeting of my own, followed by a long silence.

“I think I may have come off a little strong before,” she spoke, breaking the silence. “If you are happy with your current field of study, I wouldn’t want to make you quit it just to come work here, but I think you could be a great teacher here. Just let me know if you have any questions or if there are any conflicts that you would have.”

After taking a brief moment to process her statement, I said something that even surprised me, “Would it be a conflict if I had personal relations with a coworker?”

Immediately, I felt my stomach sink, thinking that I had just potentially thrown away both my and Sadie’s jobs.

“What exactly do you mean by that?” interrogated Mrs. Lancaster, who was now leaning forward onto her desk.

“Like what if I had a romantic relationship with someone else who worked at the school.”

“Oh, I see,” responded the principal, before asking a question which sent a chill down my spine. “Is this something that has already happened or are you asking for the future?”

My silence was enough of an answer as I made eye contact with my shoes.

“You and Sadie?” she said. “I have to say that I’m shocked Andrew. As you surely know, that is highly unethical, however, I appreciate your honesty.” She leaned back in her chair now, arms crossed and pushing up her breasts, revealing more cleavage.

Again, there was a long pause in the conversation. My eyes drifted to her cleavage for longer than I would care to admit before snapping back into eye contact with her. I knew that she had caught me eyeing her body. She got up and walked to the door and quietly shut it before walking back to sit on the front of the desk, just inches away from me. She had her legs crossed, which still looked good for her age. Her navy skirt came down a professional distance, not revealing too much, but had her legs not been crossed, she would have been on full display.

“Oh Andrew,” she said, “Are you really getting turned on by looking at your boss? I’m so much older than you, Andrew, you should know better.”

My attention was again focused on my shoes, trying not to look up at her, but the temptation was too much. I was extremely embarrassed, but it was almost like she was teasing me with her unbuttoned shirt and sexy legs on display.

“Imagine if you worked here, Andrew. Think about all the fun we could have together. We could have enough fun that you wouldn’t want to mess around with Sadie anymore. Do you want to see what an experienced woman can show you?” she said as she placed her hand on my thigh, slowly rubbing it. I could feel my manhood growing quickly in my pants, stretching the fabric.

“Oh my,” she said after noticing the large bulge in my pants. “That’s very impressive, Andrew.” She moved her hand to my dick, which she began to stroke over my pants. “Do you want me to help you take care of that for you?”

I nodded my head eagerly before Mrs. Lancaster spoke again, “Well if you agree to work here, then I guess we have a deal. You can do whatever you want to me as long as you accept the job offer.” She said this all while increasing the speed at which she moved her hand up and down my shaft. A little bit of precum leaked out of the tip of my cock as I imagined all the fun I could have with my former principal.

“I accept,” I said, before leaning in to kiss her.

We made out passionately as we began to undress ourselves. Within a few seconds we were both completely nude, and now standing up while we still kissed passionately. After a minute or two, I pulled away to admire her figure. She had never married or had kids, which had kept her body in pretty good shape for her age. Her breasts were the perfect size to fit my hands and not too terribly saggy. I moved my hands down her body before they reached her ass, which had a lot of meat on it. It definitely was not as firm as those of a younger woman, but it still felt fantastic in my hands. I massaged it with my hands as she pressed her tits against my body.

I decided now was as good a time as any to take the opportunity to fuck her. I took control, turning her around and bent her over the front of her desk, holding her arms behind her back with one of my hands while the other shoved my hot cock into her pussy. As I did this, she turned her head around to look at me as she let out a surprised moan. I began fucking her aggressively, as I was feeling especially dominant. The sounds of our bodies colliding was loud and could definitely be heard by anyone who was near the office. The sight of her fat, round ass jiggling with each thrust into her steamy pussy filled me with a feeling of ecstasy.

After a few glorious minutes of this, I felt her legs start to quiver and her knees buckle. Throughout her orgasm, she did not hold back any of her moans, which were loud enough that it was almost impossible that no one heard them, but she didn’t seem to care, and at the time, neither did I. “as she reached the end of her climax, she spoke through her gasps for air, “Oh fuck me just like that. Fuck yeah, just like that. I want your hot load in me Andrew. Fucking fill me up with your cum.”

I sped up my thrusts, beginning to grunt with each pump into her. The amazing sensation began to build up in my crotch, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I released my seed inside of her. Finally, with no warning, I erupted inside of her, moaning as I did so.

After I was finished, I released Mrs. Lancaster from my grasp and said, “I could get used to this.”

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