Jan Week 2: Wednesday-Leah heads to the janitor's closet... (Silence: +25)

Leah hadn’t brought her lunch today, she normally did as the school’s lunch was terrible. But the squared pizza was always pretty decent. She mostly used the time to chat with her fellow teachers. She considered her options. She took a deep breath and turned around and headed off toward the janitor’s closet Mr. Bill had mentioned. She had to keep his silence no matter what.

As Leah approached the janitor's closet, her heart pounding in her chest, she couldn't help but feel a sickening mixture of dread and fear welling up inside her. She knew what she was about to do went against everything she believed in, but the thought of her fiancé and well everyone finding out about her indiscretions with Mr. Howard left her with no other choice it would be just as damning as if her porn clips got out.

Taking one last deep breath, she twisted the doorknob and stepped inside, immediately greeted by the musky smell of cleaning chemicals and that “old building smell” everyone knew as soon it hit their nostrils. The janitor's area was surprisingly big. There were a number of janitor supply closets around the school, Leah had wondered why he had specified this particular one so far from the cafeteria. It was very roomy, a well-worn couch and table with chairs decorated the place along with a mini fridge that had seen better days. Clearly this was a place where the janitors were hanging out avoiding work. Mr. Bill was already waiting for her

"Well, well, Glad yous decided to join me. I gots your dessert right here.” he moved his hand down to his crotch, his black Southern drawl even more pronounced in the security of the janitor closet. He moved past her and ensured the door was locked then ushered Leah further in the room.

“I didn’t know this even existed.” she said looking around skeptically.

“That’s the point.” he said adding “Janitor’s don’t get paid shit. And we clean up all yos mess and them damn kids’ messes.”

“Can we just get this over with? Lunch isn’t that long.” Leah asked nearly rolling her eyes.

“I so had hoped to fuck that sweet little pussy of yo’s. But I guess yous right. Lunch aint that long. I guess you better do what you do best then.” he said as he began to pull his pants off. Leah thought he was already hard, but she remembered how big he was even flaccid. She groaned internally.