[MF] A Principal’s Affair — Finger Licking Good

I’d been seeing my partner for a period of years. We weren’t doing poorly by any means, but things had become a bit stale, and since I was younger at the time of this story….my self control was less developed. Why work on my relationship when I could just cheat? Eh, I was young, what can I say.

There was a woman in my workplace in basically the same position except she had been married about 7 years as I recall. We kind of hated each other initially, but at some point, my general dislike of her due to her thinking her beauty would get her everywhere… Seemed to turn her on.

She began texting me. Small things. But they piled up. Sharing her dreams. They weren’t under her control after all, and not real… So why not share? This led to more flirting, a touch here and there… The tension became palpable. We began an affair. If you want to know that whole story, I’ll consider it later, if requested. Maybe share it in a RP scenario. But for the sake of this post…. The affair was roughly four months in, but due to our homes being occupied and no real space to let that passion air out… We were both in a constant state of passionate unrest. Releasing our mutual desires into our partner, literally.

This day in particular, the tension for her was too much. She came into my Principal’s office (she was one of my teachers) and stared at me. Shifting her thighs back and forth, she simply groaned. Small and desperate, her eyes expressing a need I shared but had more control of. I came from behind my desk and stood in front of her and told her to control herself.

Her hands went to her sides and she gripped her dress, whispering, but more like hissing… “Please…god….I need to feel you inside me. Let’s fuck. Anywhere. Please….”

I could smell her sex. Her want. But there was nowhere to go. It was the middle of the day. Kids and teachers and parents everywhere. Hell, an assistant right outside. Closing the door was a no-no with her also, because people would pay attention, and when they did, we’d be done for.

“Calm down… It can wait until after work….”

She glares at me, “You can’t do this to me…. Please…..I’m ruining my marriage because of you…”

I knew this wasn’t going to stop. I looked over her shoulder to the door and saw no one. I decided to take a chance, a very stupid chance. If caught my career would be finished. I deftly moved closer, pretending to hand her a document from my desk with my left hand. My right though, grabbed her left hand and helped her to pull up the front of her dress in front of me. She held it and the papers while I spoke to her, straight faced about lesson plans and assessment procedures.

All the while, my fingers swiftly moved her (saturated, by the way) panties to the side. I wished to, but couldn’t, look down. Without a pause I rubbed my pointer and middle finger over her slippery sex and began rubbing her clit. The angle wouldn’t allow for penetration, except for a brief dip and swirl, before I realized it was too obvious. I continued rubbing her clit, speaking in a controlled tone about something or other. Her eyes were closed and when they weren’t they were rolling. My dick was so fucking hard, but I wasn’t interested in me. She seemed liked she was on the verge of cumming right there, her breathing becoming short and holding it it… When my assistant began clicking her heels towards the office.

I quickly pulled my hand away and pulled her dressed down, taking a step back. She barely moved, mouth gaping in shock that she’d come so close… I could see her hands shaking.

My assistant came around the corner and walked into the office slightly, I smiled and nodded, taking her reminder the assembly was to be held in the auditorium. With a wave she left and I brought my waving hand down to my mouth, sucking the still shining juices from my hand, looking right into my lover’s eyes. She was less than pleased. She was actually even angrier. She expressed how she hated what I did to her, that I was, again, ruining her marriage. Truthfully, this was typical. She was what one now would call a “brat”. Talking bad to you, telling things to make you want to hate-fuck her. So I smiled and told her to calm down. Returned to my desk.

When I returned from the assembly I found an envelope on my desk. Inside were a pair of panties, still soaking wet, and an “I’m sorry” note.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ys7uin/mf_a_principals_affair_finger_licking_good