No reason to interrupt them...yet.

Grant shakes his head with a slight smile. This could be fun, at least. And, if truth be told, he's feeling a little bad about what he's about to do with...to...these women. May as well let them enjoy this last bit of freedom...

In the office, Leanne has pushed Jen back slightly, breaking their kiss. Both women are panting, eyes wide. "Jen...I...we shouldn't do this," Leanna says, though she sounds like she's saying it against her will. "I...you're a student..."

"No, I'm a former student," Jen says, surprisingly stubborn. "And I...I wanted to do this when I first saw you...but I didn't think I'd get the chance...and now the whole damn world is ending, so if I don't do it now..."

Leanne hesitates a second longer, but suddenly blurts out, "Oh, hell with it. You're right, the world's ending, the rules can go fuck themselves." She pulls Jen into a deeper kiss, and the redheaded woman moans as she leans into Leanne's body, putty under her hands.

They make out frantically, hands roving over each other. Leanne gropes Jen's ass firmly as she pulls the girl closer, while Jen frantically cups her face and strokes her long hair. As Leanne's free hand slides up to grope Jen's breast, the latter gasps in a mixture of surprise and delight. "A-Ah!"

"Mmmm." Now that she's given in, the older woman seems to be enjoying herself immensely as she watches Jen gasp and writhe in her hands. "So...you say you always wanted me?"

"Oh, God, yes," Jen moans as Leanne gropes her ass again. "When I...when I saw you come into the school that first day...you were so young and so hot and so...in charge..."

"Hmmph. I always knew a school like this would have to have at least a couple submissive little dykes in it, getting wet at the thought of me. Truth to tell, I liked it," Leanne says with a chuckle. Leaning forward, she nibbles on the side of Jen's neck, making the younger woman let out a gasping squeal. "But you're not the poor little kid you were anymore...college grad, back in town...the school took good care of you, huh?" Jen moans and nods as Leanne's hand runs down and traces over her bare belly. "Mmm...let's see if I can't still...take care of you..."

Moving with sudden ****, she grabs Jen's shoulder and spins her around, pulling the redhead back between her spread legs to hold her tight against her own body as she cups a hand over the slight girl's mouth. (Grant hears what he's pretty sure is an appreciative "mmph" from Lily, across the hall.) Jen moans against her former principal's hand, back arching as Leanne's other hand trails down her belly and dips under the waistband of her shorts. The moan deepens as Leanne's hand flexes and Jen's body bucks in response. "There you are..." Leanne murmurs in her ear. "So fucking wet for me...oh, God, you're just eager for me to do whatever I want to you, aren't you?" Jen nods pathetically, whimpering slightly as Leanne's hand makes slow, strong circles, straining occasionally against the fabric of her shorts. "Hmmmmm. Let's see if I can't...take your mind off things for a little while, shall we?"

Grant can feel himself hardening in his pants as he watches Leanne begin to finger the younger woman, Jen moaning and bucking in her arms as the pace picks up. Was everyone always this horny? Or has the Source...done something to make us like this? he wonders. Or is it just...the apocalypse? No more inhibitions since we're not keeping the whole "civilization" things going? Whatever it is, he can't find that he minds much, especially as Olivia presses herself up against him from behind, watching over his shoulder as she nestles her breasts into his back and traces her hand down his front, brushing his erection with a teasing, feather-light touch. Grant grins, letting out a shaky breath as his hand drifts back to squeeze Olivia's ass, pulling her tighter to him as they watch.

It only takes a few minutes for Jen to stiffen, her head tilting back as Leanne keeps her mouth firmly covered, her back arching as she begins to shake. Her body trembles for several minutes as she lets out a muffled keening noise, then sags bonelessly in Leanne's hands. The principal laughs softly as she withdraws her hand, fingers glistening, from Jen's shorts. "Well, well, well...seems I can still make my students feel safe and ****, hm?" Jen moans her agreement, and sucks on Leanne's sticky fingers as the older woman raises them to her mouth and slides them firmly inside. "Good girl...now, it's time you returned the favor, hm?"

"Oooumm...do you...you want me to...?"

Leanne leans back, spreading her legs wider on the desk as she turns Jen to face her. "I want you to get down and bury that cute little nose in my snatch, Miss Greene." Jen gasps in arousal and sinks eagerly to her knees as Leanne pushes her downward. Jen's hands find the hem of Leanne's dress and push it up as Leanne grins and pulls her head forward, one hand pulling her thong aside. Leanne lets out a moan as Jen's face disappears between her thighs. "Thaaaat's it. That's a good girl...mmmph. Yes, really get in there..."

Mary waves again across the hallway, snapping Grant out of his reverie, and he sees her frantically pointing toward the office door. With a start, he realizes that she's right: because of their positions, Jen can't see the hallway at all now, and Leanne's lying back on the desk, hips canted forward so she can grind her pussy into Jen's face, restricting her view as well. He, Jaz, and Olivia have a chance to make their move. He taps Jaz on the shoulder and nods to Olivia, and all three of them drop to their bellies. They army-crawl, as quickly and silently as they can, toward the office door.

As they get there, they can hear more details through the door now: the mingled slurping and moaning sounds coming from Jen, Leanne's groans of pleasure. The latter seems to be escalating slightly, and as they crouch at the office entrance, Grant, Olivia, and Jaz share a quick, silent communication through gesture. Jaz points firmly to herself, then to the doorknob; to Grant, then leans back slightly, pretending to moan in pleasure; then to Olivia, and makes a cross-eyed face while flicking her tongue between two spread fingers. Grant and Olivia nod. Clear enough: Jaz will get the door while Grant charges in to claim Leanne and Olivia restrains Jen.

Grant looks to Mary, who's crouched with Lily a little further down the hall. Both women are watching the view through the window intently, though Lily is biting her lip as she does so, clearly fighting distraction. Mary, however, is all alertness, and as she makes quick eye contact to make sure the three at the door are watching, she raises a hand. Grant tenses, and Jaz puts a hand on the doorknob. Through the door, they can hear Leanne's moaning getting louder and louder, her breath starting to come short. Mary waits a minute, then a little longer - then, as Leanne lets out a cry that has a new, higher-pitched overtone, she drops her hand, and the three of them explode into action.