A bit of a distraction

Hiromi exited the office and stopped right in front of Ms. Nelson’s desk and placed an elbow on her desk and propped her head up with her hand. “Hey there. Thanks so much for helping out in there.”

The mousy looking woman looked shocked that the over hung futa would even want to continue speaking to her given how unappealing she always thought she was. “Um… your welcome…” she aveted her eyes hoping not to offend the girl.

“You know I’d like to continue your lesson… at my house.” Hiromi reached forward to cup the woman’s cheek who seemed to immediately melt into the touch. It must have been the first time someone had shown her affection like this. “If you really absorb the material you might just leave more pregnant than you arrive. Does that sound like something that might interest you?”

Ms. Nelson bit her lip as she considered. Could she really turn her life upside down just to be more visually appealing. Would she be happy doing that? Did she want to be a mother?

Hiromi watched the woman go deep into thought and decided to simply leave the invitation open for her. “I can see this is a big step for you. Here’s my number, if you want to be the sexy secretary I know you’re capable of, call me. Or if you want something less… personal, you can just wait until I start teaching and sit in on a few classes.” Hiromi finished writing her number down and slipped it into the nervous woman’s breast pocket, giving her a little squeeze as she did so to elicit a stifled moan as she looked at the students all waiting in the office in shame.

All eye seemed to be on them as students, parents, and teachers all watched, hoping they might witness a futa publicly fuck a woman. A few of the female student and mothers nodded enthusiastically, a couple mouthing the word “yes” as if the encouraging a friend to take that first step. She felt very put on the spot and panicked a bit but remained silent but her eyes finally looked into Hiromi’s and saw desire. She had never been very sexually interested in anyone before but this college student, soon to be teacher, had her reconsider.

“Hopefully I’ll see you again Ms. Nelson.” Hiromi stood and left the waiting area and out into hall to head home for the day. Ms. Nelson was left with a room full of disappointed on lookers. A few mothers slapping their foreheads and shaking their heads and students lumping back in their seats to express their frustration with her for passing that up. It made her want to jump out of her chair and chase after Hiromi… but would that be considered begging? She didn’t want to be hated for that as well. Begging a futa for sex was just unheard of. Either they give it to you willingly or you get nothing… then again she did ‘offer’ it… would it still be begging? Once it had been too late to follow her into the hall Ms. Nelson felt suddenly unfulfilled and ashamed that she hadn’t just followed through… as always.

The dean then came out of his office and slapped a notebook oh her desk, “Ms. Nelson I uh… overheard that you might be going to see Ms. Bayashi later. She left her notebook in the office, would you bring it with you when you go to see her?” He widened his eyes at her and punctuated the last four words as if trying to tell her something. Even her voss was trying to help her cross this hurdle in her life.

“Uh.. Yes Dean Glasser. I’ll… be sure to do that… when I next see her.” She felt her body shake from all the excitement centered around her and took the notebook from her desk and placed it next to her keyboard. Then an idea hit. Maybe the notebook had Ms. Bayashi’s lesson plan in it. She could just look through it a little and get some tips from a professional… no that was her private property… she could just…