4. Yes, the principal!

“What do you think you’re doing!”

You lock eyes with Principal Fields, your hand still down your panties. There’s no denying what he sees. One of his students masturbating in full view of the hallway. He storms down the corridor toward you. He’s not a good looking man, he’s older with salt and pepper hair and a bit of a gut, but he moves faster than his figure would suggest. In moments he’s on top of you, grabbing your arm to pull your hand away from your pussy. He holds your fingers to your mouth.

“Clean yourself up. I really thought you were better than this Lindsie.”

You also thought you were better than this, but here you were playing with your pussy in public and now being **** to clean your own juices off your fingers. And it was delicious. You close your eyes involuntarily and savor the taste.

You open your eyes to see your principal staring at you with a mixture of disgust and desire. He drags you by the arm toward his office. There’s no one except the secretary outside, thankfully.

“Kara, no one disturb us, ok.” She nods as you’re led into his office.

He releases your arm and walks around to the other side of his desk. He sits in his office chair, crossing his hands over his belly and staring at you.

“Lindsie.” He sighs. “I really thought you were better than this. But masturbating in the hallway of all places. You couldn’t wait?”

“I’m sorry sir. I…” you pause, deciding whether or not to tell him why he found you where he did.