One little hug won't hurt...

It was against his better judgement, but they were alone and he really did want to feel her large breasts pressed against his body. It had been a very long time since he'd felt the embrace of a woman.

John held out his own arms and Krystal ran into them, throwing her own around him. Her large boobs pressed against him and he was pretty sure he could feel her nipples, large and rock hard. He carefully wrapped his arms around her shoulders, not wanting to go too low and make things worse.

"There, isn't that nice?" she asked. He felt her hands begin to slide down his back. "I'm so glad you agreed. I was afraid I was going to have to chase you down and **** you to fuck me."

"Excuse me!" he exclaimed. He tried to pull away but she held him firmly with unnatural strength. "Don't pretend you never wanted to look up my cheerleading skirt and see my shaved teenage pussy, or maybe bend me over your desk and pump me full of school spirit. Here's your chance, I'm not wearing any panties and I'm already dripping wet."

John had spent his career avoiding situations like this. Never be alone with a female student. Never embrace a female student, even in front of a group of fellow teachers. He tried not to even look at the attractive ones, but it was hard. He was, after all, a man. Still, it was inappropriate and dangerous.

"Don't fight it, John," she said. "Just give in to your desires and give me that big principal cock. I need it."

Despite his best efforts, his penis was getting hard, and Krystal had noticed. She was grinding her hips into it.

"Or maybe you want to get on your knees and eat me? You can lick me all you want."