A loaded offer

"What sort of game are you playing, young lady?" You demand.

"What do you mean, Mr. Clarkson?" She replies coyly.

You were angry, frustrated, and incredibly turned on. Closing your eyes, you count to 10 trying to calm yourself down.

"You ran into me deliberately yesterday and filched my ID." You accuse her.

"Well, it is kind of obvious now, i admit, but your id sliding out of your pocket was a fortuitous accident." She admits.

With a quick hop, she sits on one of the desks in the front row.

Panicking you hiss out, "Don't you dare anyone could walk in."

Jennifer leaned back on the desk, spreading her legs, "And just what would they see, hmm. Mr. Clarkson red faced, with his cock throbbing in his pants getting ready to fuck his students needy pussy.

Looking into her hazel eyes with that same sexy little smirk. You couldn't decide weather to scream, shake some sense into her, or plow her into the desk.

Hopelessly out of your depth you stare at the ceiling gathering your frayed reason.

"Is this some sort of sick game?" You ask.

Jennifer leans forward and counters," What if its a genuine offer."

Stunned its all you can do to ask her,"but why."

Taking pity on you Jennifer explains,"I ran into to make sure you werent gay."

Trying to process that you round your desk collapsing oyour chair.

Confused you mumble, "You were what?"

Hopping off the desk the leans against your desk. "It was spur of the moment, but a man would have to be dead or gay not get hard when someone with a body like mine is grinding on there crotch."

Starring into Jennifers eyes you stammer,"We've never met.How did you."

Moving halway around your desk Jennifer explains,"Last week i was home, just me and the housekeeper, when the news came on."

You nod and she continues, "Donna was my coach for 3 years. I recognized the car and her license plate from the news mentioning two people dying in an accident with a drunk driver. Then when she wasnt here on the first day of classes and then they cancelled our team meeting it seemed like an opportunity."

"Opportunity for what" You ask.

Moving till shes just inches from you. Jennifer Marlow tells you, "What I want is simple silly. We havent elected a cheer captain."

Sitting back in your chair you state,"And you want to be Captain."

Jennifers sexy smirk widens in triumph. Leaning into you she places her hands on either side of your head. When you dont fight back she straddles your thighs. You could feel the furnace of her shaven twat through your slacks. Your hand naturally moved to cup her ass as her glorious tits squished into your chest. Smelling her perfume mixed with the scent of aroused female all you could do was moan.

Jennifer whispers into your ear "Make me cheer captain, and my pussy is yours, ALL YEAR LONG."

Felling you cock buck in your pants she continues,"You like that dont Mr. Clarkson. You know what I wont even make you wrap up either."

Unconsciously your right hand, shaking in excitment, cups Jennifers left breast massaging the orb.

"Just think never having to wear a condom. Shooting your hot come deep inside me when ever you want."

Jennifer nibbles on your ear and gripping her ass cheek you thrust up into her all but lost.

Jennifer growls, "I'm on the pill but you you know its not 100% may you'll get lucky. Wouldnt it be so hot me waddling to receive my diploma everyone whispering who knocked up the head cheerleader."

Your breath was getting ragged at your rubbed jennifers twat back and forth over your pants encased cock. Visions of you fucking an obviously pregnant Jennifer Marlow doggy style. Followed by one of her feeding you a milk filled tit as she slowly rode you.

Lost, you grab Jennifers head mashing your mouth to hers you attack her lips and tongue. Maddened by lust you break the kiss your lips moving to her neck. You beging to suck hard wanting to mark her as yours for everyone to see.

Angling her head to give better acess she moans out,"ill take this as a yes."

Growling your fingers attack the buttons of Jennifers shirt your mouth watering with the need to taste her nipples.

Jennifer wraps her arms around your head and thrust youur head into the valley between her breasts "I want you to promise me something."

Frantically you feel for the zipper to her skirt. Comming up for air you reply, "Anything."

Jennifer reached behind herself her her hands brushing yours aside. You hear the rasp of a zipper and she removes her skirt throwing onto the floor next to you.

It had been almost 25 year since that last time you saw a bare pussy that wasnt on a Television screen. It was nice and pink, her clit was fully extended, a meal fit for a king.

Mary cradled your head with her hands. Starring deep into your eyes she stated her final demand,"Promise me you'll help me become Valedictorian. In return ill turn the whole cheer team into your personal harem, and any other senior girl you fancy."

You have a quick Vision of Jennifer and her two friends lying in your bed wearing only your collar. Pleasuring you, and each other there engorged bellies further denoting your ownership.

"I promise," you growl. You tightly grasp Jennifers shirt with every intention of ripping it open.

All of a sudden something runs into your door.

In a panic you let her shirt go and grab her ass. Twisting the chair you drop to the floor. Jennifer grunts as you plop ontop of her your hand over her mouth silencing her.

Your classroom door opens and you silently pray that you and Jennifer are safely hidden behind your desk.

"Must have already went to lunch," Principal Smalley thinks outloud.

The door closes leaving you and Jennifer alone. Removing your hand from her mouth you stare down at her.