8. You’re able to duck into the bathroom to clean up but not before the principal sees you.

You glance and see the women’s room is just nearby. You dart over and duck in. Thankfully there’s no one there and you’re able to wash off your face and mouth.

As you leave, you see the principal waiting for you.

“Lindsie, I thought I spotted you.”

“Hi Mr. Fields…” You worry about what he saw.

“You seem to have had a very stimulating calculus class?”

You blanch, “I’m not sure what you mean.”

“Perhaps my mistake. But why don’t you come by my office before school tomorrow. I think we need to discuss your conduct here at school.”

Mr. Fields emphasizes ‘discuss’ in a way that you know exactly what he means.

“Of course, Mr. Fields.” A little rush of excitement goes through you. You can’t believe yourself. You remember the way he spanked you and this thick cock. But you also remember what it felt like to have his belly resting on your butt as he thrust into your eighteen year old pussy. This ugly older man who could even be your grandfather was going to fuck you again tomorrow morning. And a rush of excitement had gone through you.

You nod and step past him into the river of students leaving for the day, looking for Annette.