Kelly Leaves

You look down at the kneeling Kelly, pearls of your seed dangling from her chin and across her chest. Her tongue reaches out to lap at one. Her fingers brush the drips away and absentmindedly end up in her mouth.

Wow. You were an animal, and you enjoyed it. And by the look on Kelly’s face, she enjoyed it just as much.

You gather her clothes and point her in the direction of the downstairs bathroom. When you bring her to her feet, she’s wobbly and uncertain. She clutches her clothes to her naked belly, while her free hand gathers your splattered cum and brings it to her mouth. Once she’s left, you take a deep breath and get dressed yourself.

You’ve just fucked Kelly. It was one thing fucking Brianna. It’s another fucking Kelly. Brianna you can trust. Kelly less so. But it’s too late now. You’ve fucked her. You’ll just have to handle the consequences.

You also need to think about what Kelly told you. The symbols deaden sound passing through the walls. Which means no-one can hear what’s happening in your office, or in your classroom. You’re free to do whatever you want in your classroom (like fuck other students – no, where did that thought come from, it’s just wrong, stop thinking that.) You’re still internally debating the thoughts when Kelly returns.

She’s dressed and washed up. Her hair is a bit of a mess, but that’s the only sign of what happened. That and the look of adoration in her green eyes. Another consequence you’ll have to deal with.

“Now, I think it’s best if we all forget what just happened, OK, Kelly?”

“No, sir, I can’t. I’ve never been fucked by a man before, only boys. I’ve never cum on a cock before, only on toys. Is that how all men fuck?”

“I don’t know, Kelly. I doubt it.”

“Only you.” Her response is whispered, but you still hear.

“If you can’t forget it,” and it appears she can’t, “then you’re to mention this to no-one, understand?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good. Now, you’d better go.”

You escort her to the front door and show her out. She’s still walking funny. Did you really fuck her that hard? She stumbles down the drive and to a parked Land Rover which she gets into. You shut your door, press your back against a wall and slump down. What do you do now? You’ve no idea.