Christmas Break: [Low Tenure] Mr. Howard makes a mess--again. (Tenure: +10 Suspicion: +10)

Mr. Howard wanted to humiliate Leah—again. She hadn’t been as attentive to his desires in the past few weeks. HE was the key to her getting tenure at Pleasant Plains High School—and SHE hadn’t done everything he had wanted. He needed to remind her of her place. As he looked at her cum covered face he knew he wanted to cover her even more in his warm seed.

Just before he came he pulled out of Leah’s tightness and moved himself over her. He quickly pumped his cock’s shaft and sent thick ropes of cum across her face and hair. He shocked himself with how much he could cum after so short a time. But then again—he had been more excited than ever for this liaison with Leah.

"Seriously?" Leah said panting as she felt the gratuitous amount of cum plastered on Leah's face.

“Shit…that felt so good.” He said more to himself than even caring if Leah was there.

“I REALLY need to get going. Jonathan will be home soon. Shit...he may be home now.” Leah said, her hand trying to wipe away Mr. Howard’s goo that was pooling on places only meant for Jonathan’s touch. Mr. Howard reluctantly knew she was right.

“Hmmmmm I…wew…I suppose you are right. Christ that felt good.” he panted as he sat back in his desk chair.

Leah quickly grabbed the box of tissues from Mr. Howard's desk and began wiping the thick ropes of cum off her face and neck. She could feel his eyes following her every move, enjoying the sight of his cum covering her pretty features. She tried not to look at him, feeling embarrassed and dirty.

Mr. Howard let out a soft chuckle as he watched Leah clean herself up.

"You're quite a mess, aren't you?" he commented with amusement.

Leah glared at him and continued to wipe herself down in silence. She couldn't believe she had just let her boss use her like that. {elseif pl > 51} But she also couldn't deny the strangely intense pleasure it had brought her. {endif)

"Come on now, don't be mad," Mr. Howard said, leaning back in his chair with a satisfied smile on his face. Leah didn't respond, still feeling disgusted with herself.

"I was hoping we could have more time together," he said wistfully. "But I understand you have to get home before Jonathan does."

That reminder of her act of betrayal to the man she loved made Leah's stomach churn even more.

"Don't forget who holds the key to your future here," he warned with a stern look in his eyes.

"I know," Leah sighed as she finished cleaning herself up. "I should probably get going."

"Merry Christmas Leah..." Leah heard Mr. Howard say as she braved the cold to get to her car. Jonathan was pulling into the driveway at the same time as she was.

Leah cringed as she saw that Jonathan’s car was already home.

“Fuck.” she cursed as she double-checked the review mirror for any spots that she might have missed. She saw a strand of cum drying in her hair and tried frantically to remove it. Jonathan came outside to throw a bag of trash into the garbage can. He saw her and waved. She had to play it cool. Leah got out and moved toward the house.

"Hey babe, how was your day?" he asked, wrapping his arms around her in a warm embrace. “I didn’t hear back from you, almost worried.”

Leah tried to act normal, pushing aside any feelings of guilt or worry that threatened to surface.

"It was fine,ummm secret Christmas shopping." she replied nonchalantly. Jonathan looked at Leah and didn’t see any shopping bags. He saw some strange matting in her hair.

“Looks like you got hit by a snowstorm.” his voice tinged with uncertainty. Leah lied and played it all off.

“Yeah…we got some…unexpected snow—yeah…kind of crazy.” Leah said lying. In the Deep South where they lived snow was a rare occurrence and would often **** society to essentially halt in a place where not a single snow shovel seemed to exist and government planning for snow was essentially zero.

Despite Leah's attempts to act normal, Jonathan couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. He had always prided himself on his intuition, and it was telling him that Leah was hiding something.

Jonathan gave her a quick kiss on the lips before pulling away and heading inside. Leah followed behind him nervously, wondering if he would say anything amiss about her appearance. He didn’t…for now.