Chapter 17
It was two days following the confrontation between Alice and Jimmy.
Gail had received a note during one of her classes that the principal, Dave Clark, wanted to see her in his office after school.
Gail was nervous during the rest of that day. She hadn't seen Dave Clark to talk to, aside from a casual hello, since the day that she had walked out on him. She had been very fearful that perhaps he would try and do her under, since he had not received what he wanted. But nothing had transpired, and now she was inclined to treat the whole incident as nothing more than a bad dream.
As for her relationship with Jimmy, it was growing more intense all the time. She loved the handsome lad, and realized more and more just how much he meant to her.
She was still nervous, however, about confronting Dave Clark. She was feeling very uncomfortable about him, what with the terrible memory of the afternoon at the bar still intact.
As the last class of the day came to an end, butterflies were beginning to dance in Gail's stomach.
With great regret, she walked down the hall toward Dave Clark's office. She was hoping that he wouldn't attempt to make another pass at her.
She knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" Dave asked.
"It's Gail. Gail Johnson."
"Yes. Come on in, Gail."
Gail opened the door, walking into the office. "Please sit down, my dear," he began calmly. She sat down slowly in the chair, highly nervous over the interview. She couldn't control the nervousness within her. Through it all, her curiosity remained highly aroused as to what Dave would want to talk to her about.
"I suppose you wonder why I called you in to talk to you." He smiled.
"I am wondering. It isn't time for another evaluation, is it?"
"Not an evaluation of the regular variety," he chuckled. "No, my dear, this is a different one. But it's a matter of the gravest importance."
"Yes, Dave."
"Well, you are certainly familiar with Jimmy Chase."
"Yes, he's just about my brightest student. I'm working with him trying to get him a scholarship. As you told me, he comes from a very poor family."
"Yes, but I understand his luck's improving," Dave Clark laughed. "In what way?"
"Oh, he has not one, but two beautiful women fighting over him, to my understanding."
"He does?"
Chills began to run through Gail's body. She wondered what the revelation would be, and already she was beginning to feel strong tendencies of jealousy building within her.
"Oh, certainly you are aware of one of them. It happens to be you, doesn't it?"
"That isn't my idea of a joke, Dave."
"Nor is it mine." He looked at her very sternly. "Come on and admit it. You're making out with the kid."
"Don't make an accusation like that. I'm completely shocked to hear you say something like that to me."
"Oh, you can save the phony actress bit," he laughed. "You're not Sarah Bernhardt and you never will be. Now you might as well come clean."
"Whatever do you mean?"
"You've been having the kid over at your house for late night sessions. He's a very good looking boy, and probably very world-wise for his age. I warned you about how world-wise these young guys would be. I had no idea, though, just how quickly you would pounce on such a prospect."
"I find your comment totally disgusting."
"You would, wouldn't you?" He laughed. "As I said, save the Sarah Bernhardt dramatics. Not only will you never make it as Sarah Bernhardt but you wouldn't make a Bette Davis either. So just forget it. You might as well come clean, baby. I would be a lot more decent toward you if you tell the truth. If it's anything I can't stand, it's a liar."
"Just where do you get all this information?"
"Oh, that's the second revelation I have to make. There's a young lady who used to go to school here who is now in college. She did a little private detective work. She happens to be hung up on Jimmy herself, and she came to me telling me a story about you. She couldn't prove anything, but she had a pretty strong hunch. She said that he was in your apartment for about three hours. She did a little checking and found out who the instructors were at the school, and I was able to confirm the address. Oh yes, she had the right girl all right."
"Those were study sessions."
"I wonder, then, why Jimmy thought it necessary to tell her lies about the nights he was going over to your place then. Oh no, honey. You gave it away with that first expression. Listen, I have enough units to practically have a doctorate in psychology, so I know what it's all about. You gave yourself away. Admit it. You were balling the kid, and balling him quite frequently."
"What are you trying to do, ruin me?" Gail began trembling as tears began to roll down both sides of her face.
"I'm not trying to ruin you, sweetheart. I'm just trying to straighten you out a little. Remember that lecture you gave me that night at the bar. Oh my, if you weren't Miss Clean. You knew all about idealism, and you wouldn't lower yourself to have sex with some dirty old married man. So what do you do? Well, you start balling one of the students. And you were Miss Idealism of Nineteen Seventy-four. Don't hand me any more of that idealism crap, because I'm completely filled up to my neck with it. I'd appreciate a little honesty. Admit it, baby, you've been balling him. Isn't that right?"
"Okay. Okay, don't bully me anymore."
"I won't do any more bullying. As a matter-of-fact, I think it's time for us to reach a little bit of an understanding."
"About what?"
"I could have you expelled from teaching, couldn't I?"
"I guess you could. Provided you could prove what you were saying."
"You just admitted it, didn't you?"
"I could deny it."
"But you wouldn't do that, would you?"
"No, I guess I wouldn't. You'd get the goods on me one way or another."
"Now you're beginning to realize just how determined I am."
"I realize it."
"So now we're getting somewhere. Here's what I'm going to do, baby. I'm not going to reprimand you. Word of this is going to go no further. As a matter-of-fact, I'm not even going to tell you to stop having sex with Jimmy, although I think it would be a good idea for you to stop."
"I should have stopped long ago," she said with regret.
"Yes, you should have. But I'm going to be a nice guy. I'm a pretty liberal minded fellow. All I need to keep me quiet would be a few nice sessions in a motel. Or maybe a few quiet little get-togethers in my office with the door locked. You know, just like the situation we've got right now."
"What do you have in mind?"
Dave was grinning as he reached down and unzipped his trousers. Gail sat there flabbergasted, her mouth hanging wide open as the principal pulled out his penis and began stroking it.
"Okay, go down on this," he ordered. "If you know what's good for you, baby, you'll lick this cock of mine. No more of this phony bullshit. I want you, baby, and I'm going to have you right now. Come on and service me. That damned old lady of mine won't go the licking route, and it burns me to hell. So, come on, baby, I'm an impatient guy. Get to work."
Gail reached out and grabbed hold of his hard penis. Up and down she stroked that hard cock of his until Dave was so hot he could hardly stand it.
"Okay, now work that tongue of yours up and down on my cock," he said. "Come on and do me, baby."
Gail leaned over and reluctantly began to lick the tip of his penis.
"Step up the action," the principal ordered. "Work that tongue up and down the length of my whole cock! Come on, I expect it. As a matter-of-fact, I demand it."
After a while Gail didn't mind it quite so much, but in the beginning it was difficult to get used to going down on her principal.
Soon it was just like going down on anybody else. Oh, certainly there wasn't the passion that was there when she serviced Jimmy, but Gail tolerated it anyway.
Up and down she pumped that tongue of hers, bringing him ever closer to that dramatic moment of climax.
"Oh, I'm there, eat every drop of it," he exclaimed, running his fingers through Gail's red hair as the hot droplets of white juice spilled out of the end of his rod.
She removed her tongue from his cock, then got ready to leave his office.
"Maybe next week we'll get together some afternoon by ourselves," he laughed.
Gail walked in a state of stunned bewilderment toward her car in the parking lot.
Now she was really caught in a terrible bind. She hated what Dave Clark was doing to her, but she didn't know any other way out.
She had had sex with young Jimmy, and the tragic consequences that she had feared were now beginning to come to pass.