Mr Steedly the principal

As I was ushered into the principals office, the two secretaries at the front desk seemed to be able to do very little to contain their gawking. It was an odd feeling knowing that every adult in the building had not only heard about me whacking off to Kristie's mom's panties, but they had actually seen the photographic evidence.

Mr. Sinclair was standing by his window looking out into the parking lot. He was every bit the TV principal with his ill fitting suit and gray around the temples hair cut. He wanted to be every students friend, but was just a little too much of a principal to pull it off.

"You have definitely been the talk of the school today," he said, his back still to me. "I imagine getting caught with your nose buried in your girlfriend's mother's panties was quite the shock."

"Y-yes s-sir," I stuttered.

He spun around and smiled politely.

"I'd pay $100 to sniff Megan's panties any day," he said. "She is one of the hottest moms we have in this school, I certainly can't blame you, I know I would have done the same in your shoes."

"Excuse me, sir?"

"It's okay, you aren't in any trouble," he said. "Kristie is facing suspension for sending pornographic images out to the entire server, and potentially cyber bullying. Any fool can tell from the surprised look on your face that you did not intend to be photographed, let alone have the entire school see said photograph."

"N-no sir," I managed.

"Good deal, then," he said. "So, as to why I called you to my office. I happen to share your affinity for used under garments."

"Sir?"

"Gonna make me spell it out for you, then? I also like sniffing worn panties. I just happen to have a hook up, and it's the good stuff. Still warm and wet, straight from the girls' locker room after PE and from the laundry after athletic events. And for the record, I only get panties belonging to girls who are over 18."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing him confess too. I wasn't sure if there was a crime involved, but it was certainly something that would get him fired if it got out. I was pretty sure having the high school principal perving on his students and swiping their panties was a big no-no.

"The good stuff?"

"Most definitely the good stuff," he said with a smile. "Just for you I put in a special order with my...procurer. The panties Hillary Swift wore during honors volleyball class today, taken off right before she showered, no more than ten minutes ago."

I felt a stirring in my crotch. Hillary Swift was the sweet heart of my high school, a senior volleyball star and the homecoming queen. She was a 12 on a scale of one to 10. She was also considered unattainable as she had been dating the star quarterback, Joe Rudy, since the sixth grade.

"Really?" I asked.

"Really," he said.

"What's the catch?"

"There are two, actually," he said, suddenly seeming a little less enthusiastic. "One...they have to be returned to the locker room before school is over so our borrowing isn't discovered. That means if you want to use them, you have to do it immediately."

"Like right here?"

"Unfortunately," Mr Steely said. "While I am interested in having a friend who shares my interest in used women's panties, I'm not into guys. But in order to get them back to the locker room before the girls go back to collect them, we have to use them immediately."

"What's the second catch?"

"While I'm not interested in watching you jerk off, my supplier is," he said. "When Kristi's email went out this morning, he sent me a specific request that I get you to join me for today's session. He gets me all the used panties I want...but he gets to watch me 'use' them."

I stared at him wordlessly for what felt like a long time. There was no way I was agreeing to jerk off in front of my principal and some other random perv. No fucking way.

Then again, I thought, it was fucking Hillary Swift, the hottest piece of ass in my high school.... Even if I could never tell anyone, I would have the chance to smell the homecoming queen's unattainable pussy...

There was a knock at the door.

"Have to know right now, are you in?"