Chapter 9
The following week the teacher got a big surprise for Alan came to her and told her quite bluntly, "I've got someone I want you to meet."
"I'm not interested," she told him.
"Well, you'd better be interested."
The teacher and the student looked at each other, and the exchange of glances exchanged the idea that she was going to get the shaft, if he didn't get what he wanted.
"I don't know whether I care to meet your friend or not," she smiled.
"I don't know that you have any other choice."
The principal came into the room at that moment, and she knew she had to do something quickly.
Whispering to him, she said, "It'll be all right, call me at home later."
The principal smiled at her and said, "Well, well, how are you today?"
"Just fine," she told him.
"Well," he smiled, "Mildred and I thought it would be nice to have you over Saturday night to a little party we're planning."
"Oh, I'm sure that would be very nice."
"Mildred wanted you to meet someone."
"That's very nice of her," she smiled.
"I'm sure you will enjoy this person a lot," the principal assured her."
"Well, I'm sure I will."
Now the teacher was so nervous, she was sweating. She rubbed the palms of her hands together and the principal observed this.
"Is something bothering you?" he smiled.
"No, nothing at all."
"Well, something is bothering me."
"I'm sorry, I should be going now."
"I wish you'd come to my office," the principal said, "after 'school and make it as soon as you can. If you know what I mean."
The teacher looked at the principal and she was about out of her mind. How could she go through with it? She knew she was going to invite her to some orgy. She wondered who on earth she would be meeting and it upset her.
"See you later," the principal said, "and not too much later!"
How she hated being trapped. If it wasn't a student trapping her, it was the principal. At least, she thought, his wife won't get jealous. His wife will be too busy balling me. She looked around the room and wished she never could return. It disgusted her. The whole scene. Yet, there was no way out. Finally, she thought of something. Maybe I could just shoot myself and get it over with. She thought about all of the people that were committing suicide and thought maybe they weren't do dumb after all. With things going the way they were, suicide seemed like a welcome solution. It bothered her, though. She didn't want to take her life. That wasn't the way to fit into life. The only way was to do the sensible thing.
"Well," she thought to herself, "I guess I might as well go see him."
Talking to herself now, she thought, that's the first sign that you're flipping. Finally, she got wise and thought she might as well go to see the principal and get it over with. As she stepped out of the door, she noticed a couple of students snickering. She wondered if people had an idea of what was going on in her life. She was ashamed of herself, very much so; but she didn't know how to get out of her predicament. As she walked down the hall toward the principal's door, she drew a deep breath trying to relax. The principal's secretary eyed her suspiciously.
"Good afternoon," the principal's secretary said, "how are you today?"
As the principal's secretary looked at her, she wondered whether or not she could go through with it. But, she knew she had to. Where there was a will, there was a way. She walked in and sat down.
"Good afternoon," she said, "and what is it?"
The principal eyed her knowingly. He glanced down at her vagina and gave a quick look at her breasts. Then, he went over to his door and locked it with a double bolt.
Picking up his phone, he told his secretary, "Now, I don't care to be disturbed. I have a very important teacher conference. You understand?"
The secretary said she understood, and she did understand a lot more than the principal thought she did. Whenever she heard the double bolt go on the door, she assumed it was for sexual reasons. She used to sit there and dream what it was all about. She wondered why he never asked her. Yet, she sighed, with all those younger teachers around why should he? He has a harem all his own and if Mildred knew ... if Mildred knew! She'd made pointed insinuations to Mildred but she'd never actually told her a thing. She credited herself with being a pretty loyal person. Because, after all, she thought, I really could tell Mildred and cause him all kinds of trouble.
Now, she was nervous. She was anxious and full of worry.
"I suppose you wanted to see me?"
"Yes, all of you," he said, and he turned the venetian blinds so he could get a very good look at her.
"You're a very beautiful woman," he smiled.
"Why thank you," she said. "I really think you're very handsome."
"Would you strip?" he insisted.
"Do I have to?" she asked. "What do you want?"
Sitting down in his chair, he pulled it back and unzipped his pants.
He told her, "Come over here, honey, and pull it out."
"And if I don't?"
"But you will," he smiled.
"All right, I will."
Again, Marilee felt she was in a trap. She didn't like to do what she had to do. Stepping over to the principal, she opened her blouse enough so he could get a good glimpse of her breasts.
"My, my," the principal said as he looked at her large size breasts. "Aren't they beautiful!"
He reached up and felt of her bosoms. Then, licking his lips, he smiled, "I'd sure like to suck on them a minute."
"You can if you want to," she told him.
And so, she let her large size breasts slip out and he let his tongue slide around them.
"Does it taste good?" she asked him.
"You bet. it does," she told him.
Then, the excitement built. They were flipping out, as he licked the breasts. Faster and faster, he licked those tits.
"Oh, baby, suck those breasts for me," she smiled running her fingers nervously now through the principal's hair.
She reached down and fished out his cock. She stroked his prick while he licked her tits.
"Oh, honey, does that ever feel good," she told him.
He moved from one breast to the other, like a newborn baby searching for milk from the mother's tits.
"Oh, principal," the teacher panted, "Lick those titties, lick those tittles!"
How he licked, faster, and 'faster, enjoying it more by the minute. Finally, he moved his mouth away and she kissed him.
"I really enjoyed that, honest I did."
Grasping his staff, he squeezed.
"And, you'll enjoy this too!" he assured her.
She took the cock in her hand, and slowly let her mouth slide over the head of it. As she licked the juicy head of the cock, she became more and more turned on. Then, she let her mouth slide over the head of the tool and started sucking. As she sucked the meaty head, she enjoyed it more. Slowly, he thrust it into her. The two of them were enjoying it immensely now, and finally he rammed it ,down her throat.
"Take this, take that, oh yes, baby, suck, suck, suck that prick!"
Now, the hot thrusting action continued and he was going out of his mind as he drove it down her throat.
"Oh, baby, that's it, yes, yes, yes. Suck that cock, yes baby, suck it, suck, suck, suck!"
The wild thrusting action continued and the two of them were flipping out of their minds. Faster and faster, she sucked his meat now. She reached inside and let it all hang out, fingering the balls.
"That's it, that's it, play with my balls," the principal delighted himself, as he watched her sucking his prick..
"Oh, baby, you do it better than Mildred does it," he complimented her. "Suck that cock, suck that cock, yes, baby, yes, suck that juicy dick. That's it, suck it! Suck it!"
With a hard final thrust, the principal drove his dick down her throat and shot his wad. As he shot his wad, she thought she would flip out of her mind. She loved the taste of his juice and she sucked it all dry. Then he knew that he had to get her too.
"Just a minute, love," he smiled as he got. to his feet, and walked around the room with the huge prick sticking out.
He threw a beach towel down on the floor and said, "Lay down there and I'll give you something you'll never forget."
"It's hard on the floor," she protested.
"You'll get used to it," he assured her.
Then, she lay down on the floor, spreading her legs, and he got down there and licked that cunt. She loved . .the way his hot tongue lashed around that pussy. First, he looked at her gaping, soft pink lips, and let his tongue lick all around it. Then, he applied his forefinger to her behind. And, as he touched her ass-hole, he let it slide up there. Next, he let his tongue slip inside her pussy and licked her cunt while he fucked her ass with his finger.
"Oh, baby, that's what I like," she panted, "yes, baby, that's beautiful!" Keep eating me, oh, yes, yes, that's what I like!"
Faster now and faster, they were doing their thing. The two of them were enjoying it immensely when there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" the principal said removing his mouth from her snatch a moment.
"It's Mildred," she said.
"Come in," he said.
She tried the door and it was locked.
"Oh, yes, dear, it's locked. Just a moment, love."
The principal got to his feet and put his meat in his pants. Next, the teacher got off the floor, pulled up her panties, and pulled down her skirt. Hastily, the beach towel was put back in the corner closet. Then fixing his hair so it didn't look quite so bad, he went to the door.
"Well, hello, Mildred," he smiled. "Just having a little teacher's conference."
"With your tongue, no doubt," Mildred smiled. "Good afternoon, dear."
"Aren't you going to kiss me?" the principal smiled.
"Not when she's here," Mildred said. "We've asked you over to dinner dear, and we have a dear friend we'd like to have you meet."
"I can't wait to meet him," the teacher replied.
"I hope I didn't break up anything," Mildred smiled. "I know what a real sexy guy you are."
"No, dear," the principal smiled, I just had her on the floor and was eating her pussy."
"Well, that's what I thought you were doing," Mildred shrugged. "But, don't stop now. Why don't we get back on the floor and have a little fun together?"
"All right, we will," the principal nodded. "I'll just lock that door and get on the floor."
Mildred waited to see what would happen. She knew he played around a lot in his office, and she wanted to see the procedure.
She didn't have long to wait to see how it all went. First off, he went to the closet and pulled out the wadded up beach towel. Then he thrust it across the floor.
"Not very comfortable," Mildred said, "but I suppose it's better than nothing."
"You get used to it," the teacher smiled at Mildred, his wife.
"Well, I suppose one could," she agreed.