Principal Favors

Entry for : "The Weekly Quickie Contest" 
Prompt: Innapropriate - Without breaking any of the rules of the contest, give me a relationship that is normally considered inappropriate. Examples: Parent + Teacher, Coworkers, Personal trainer + Client, Doctor + Patient .... you get the idea.

Principal Favors

“Ryan is a good kid, Principal Lyons, he’s just a little troubled since his mother and I divorced.” Keith sat across the desk from his son’s principal, yet again. Last time, graffiti in the restroom. This time, a fight in the lunch room.

The Principal, red-headed with enormous green eyes, stared at him over her desk. Her cheekbones were high, her lips still full and pouty. Her body was petite, small but well defined. He had no doubt she worked out every day. With a job like this, she had to have some sort of release.

“Mr. Scotte, while I understand family issues can impact a child, we cannot allow Ryan to continue here. It has been recommended that he be suspended.”

“Surely there is something we can work out.”

Her head snapped up, “Are you proposing something indecent?”

He gaped at her, “No. I would never…”

Smiling sweetly, she stood, “Well,” she interrupted, “that’s just too bad.”

His mouth fell open, “What did you say?”

“I said, it’s too bad. I thought perhaps we could work something out to Ryan’s advantage.”

“You’d trade sexual favors?”

Walking around her desk, she answered, “Better than punishing the child. The question is, would you?”

Keith’s cock throbbed beneath his slacks. Never had he been propositioned in this manner; never had he been so instantly hard; never had he anticipated anything more. “There isn’t much I wouldn’t do for my son.”

She stood in front of him, her legs shoulder-width apart, her navy blue dress skirt hugging her hips. Her suit jacket hung open, a pink button up shirt beneath it, hiding her breasts. Her face softened, “How long has it been?”

He groaned, his attention fully focused on her tight little body, “Too damned long.”

Bending slightly, she reached out and ran her fingers over the bulge in his pants, “Such a shame.”

He nearly came from the contact alone. It had been nearly a year. He wasn’t the type to just sleep around under normal circumstances. His first priority was, and always would be, Ryan. He just didn’t have time for anyone else.

Grabbing the front of her jacket, he jerked her onto his lap, her face a mere inch from his, “If we do this, Ryan stays in school?”

Nodding, she licked her lips slowly and leaned into him, pressing her mouth against his, her tongue flicking out to beg entrance.

He gave, parting his lips, his tongue danced around hers. His arms wrapped around her, holding her firmly against his chest as he stood. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her skirt hiking up around her hips. Setting her on the edge of her desk, he tore her jacket from her shoulders, peeling it down her arms before tossing it across the office. He began working on the buttons of her shirt, their mouths still fused together.

She tugged at his shirt, pulling it free of his pants. Her small hands caressed his stomach and chest, the exquisite feel of her soft skin against his flesh coerced his cock to vibrate with need.

He growled, she wasn’t wearing a bra, his mouth left hers as he moved to press his face between her perky breasts. His breath hot, he closed his mouth around one beaded nipple, blowing gently. She moaned, fingernails digging into his muscled torso before she frantically fumbled with his belt.

Keith let her push his pants over his hips, freeing his erection. He tensed as her hand closed around him, not quite able to envelope the entire girth, stroking slowly up and down the length of him.

She wasn’t wearing panties, either. He lifted her slightly from the desk, shoving the skirt completely off her ass, baring her pussy to him. With feather-light caresses, he traced the swollen shape of each of her nether lips, his prick pulsing in anticipation when he circled the entrance to her dripping sheath.

“Don’t wait,” she whispered, squeezing his mushroomed head softly as she pulled him into position. He removed his hand from between her legs and with one savage thrust, drove into her.

She encased him like a glove, hot and tight, she fit him perfectly. He withdrew, his control lost, and slammed back into her. She cried out, her teeth biting into his shoulder as she climaxed, her scalding juices bathing his engorged shaft as he pounded into her again and again until his body thrummed with ecstasy and he gave himself up to the primal forces, burying his face in her neck as his seed spewed forth.

They remained connected, both breathing hard as they recouped. Finally, Keith stood and pulled his pants up, tucking his shirt back in. He didn’t look at her, just smiled to himself.

When she’d put herself back together she walked him to the door, “It was a pleasure doing business with you,” she whispered as her hand grazed the curve of his ass. He left her office, knowing she stood watching him. He’d almost made it through the main doors when he heard her bark an order to the secretary, “Make appointments with Mr. Scotte for follow-up appointments with me every week for the remainder of the year.”

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