Meeting The Vice Principle.

The door beeped and in walked an older woman with a stern look on her face. Her black shoulder-length hair was styled in voluminous layers with a side part. Her hair swayed gently as she turned her head, scanning the room. She wore a body-hugging dress that accentuated her figure, the fabric stretching enticingly across her curves. She had a nice body for a woman her age as the dress hugged her large breasts and wide hips. As she walked, the hem of her dress brushed against her thighs, revealing glimpses of toned legs. She had stacks of papers in one arm that she held close to her breasts.

"Mister Chase, I presume?" She said as she approached the desk where I was sitting, her heels clicking against the floor as she came over. With each step, her hips swayed alluringly, drawing the eye to her curvaceous figure.

"Guilty as charged," I said and stood up, walking around the desk as I smoothed down my tie and buttoned my jacket as I moved to greet her properly.

"I am Mrs. Stark. The school vice principal," she said curtly. She didn't offer her hand in return, instead nodding briskly in acknowledgment

“A pleasure to meet you Ma'am.” I offered my hand though she didn't extend her on. After a moment, I lowered my hand awkwardly, unsure how to recover from the rejected gesture. I cleared my throat trying to dispel the awkward tension between us

“I understand you identified Mrs. Davenport with a possible breasts cyst?” She said as she put her hand on her hip and cocked it to the side. The fabric strained slightly over her ample chest and hugged the curve of her hips, accentuating her hourglass figure. I found my gaze lingering for a moment before snapping back to her face.

“I did.” I nodded putting my hands behind my back trying to present myself professionally.

“The principle may run the school but the girls in it are my responsibility. I know you do not have to report to me but I would appreciate being informed the next time a problem arises. Any other medical issues I should know about?” She gave me a look.

“A Miss Cassandra Wilde just finished her evaluation and has a mild Mitral Valve prolapse in her heart. I placed a monitoring device on her for the next twenty four hours. One student reported sore nipples so I advised an ointment and patches for gym class, One of the swim team has reported dry skin from the swimming pool, and at least three of your students are ovulating currently though I am sure other are as well but I will let you decided if it requires locking them down for a few days to avoid the risk of pregnancy.” I said running them all through my head as I leaned back against the desk. Mrs. Stark's eyes widened as I delivered my report her gaze intensifying with each new detail while her fingers drummed a steady rhythm against her hip.

“I do not think that will be necessary. We are not a prison. Though you may want to shift gears preform breasts screenings first on every senior.” She replied with a subtle hint of a smile. As Mrs. Stark spoke she shifted her weight causing her fitted dress to stretch across her voluptuous figure the fabric clinging to every curve of her hourglass shape from her ample chest to her shapely hips.

“It's not contagious.” I shook my head and tried not to laugh.

“No but parent hysteria is unfortunately and they will all want to know there daughters do not have to worry about it.” Mrs. Stark's full lips pursed slightly as she exhaled. She was partly right as humans had a tendency to over react.

“Understood. I have certified that Nurse Hart's medical understanding is good enough that she can handle the basic physical test and we will focus on breasts cancer screenings this week.” I smiled trying to contain my excitement. I straightened my posture and clasped my hands in front of me, trying to project an air of professionalism despite my growing anticipation.

“Good. I have some files here for you. I am aware that you have been meeting with the students in health class already. These are the elective class schedules for the seniors such as gym class. I would rather you choose the girls from one of these classes rather then when they are taking something important.” My brow furrowed deeply as I looked at the new stack, then back to Mrs. Stark's face.

“I understand.” The smooth texture of the paper pressed against my fingers as I grasped it firmly in my hand.

“Also I have been asked to give you one of our work study stuidents. You will need to look through these files and select a candidate.” Mrs. Stark's red nails skimmed through the files in her hand as she started separating out a large number.

“I am sorry I do not follow?” My brow furrowed deeply as I leaned forward slightly, trying to process this unexpected information.

“We grant scholarships to girls from public schools and in return for an advanced education here they give up part of their time to assist the teachers or facility. These are twelve seniors here on scholarship. You will have them for one period a day as well as after school as needed though they are expected to keep up their classwork while here. These choices all show an aptitude for science and could find jobs in nursing with the right guidance and recommendations.” She said handing over a large stack of maybe two dozen folders.

“I will look them over later.” I said taking the stack as I felt the heft of the files in my hand and opened one to see a picture of a young Hispanic woman. I flipped through several more pages, noting academic transcripts and extracurricular activities listed in neat columns.

“Please do. We can arrange interviews for your top picks before you make a final decision. We get about four hundred applicants a year but only have spots for about two dozen at any given time.” She replied. Mrs. Stark's eyes narrowed slightly as she watched me examine the file. Her hand moved to rest on the stack of remaining folders, fingers drumming lightly on the top one.

“Can I try different ones out first. Say one a different period till I find one that fits?” I smiled as the idea of having a few helping hands would make things easier on me. I needed more of someone to play secretary then candy stripper but if they were interested in exploring a carrier in nursing I be glad to give them some training.

“If they like.” She nodded

“I received your request for the security records and you will be granting you limited access to the dental records only. They are making copies now and will have them sent over before the end of the day. Security got you all checked in I assume?” She glanced at the clock on the wall, then back to me, her eyebrow raised in question.

“I have my badge, computer log in, and the app on my phone so they can track me as needed and I can contact them in an emergency.” I tapped the badge clipped to my shirt, the plastic making a soft click against the metal clip.

“Good. Should you be fired they of course will become invalid and your access will be deactivated. They can provide you with a parking pass as well that will get you through the south gate. Be sure to shred any documentation you throw away concerning students information. All data on our servers are encrypted and can not be shared with a non-networked computers. Most of the school is monitored via security cameras except for sensitive areas though we do not record audio. We take both the security and privacy of our students seriously.”

“Yes I have noticed the Cameras.” I glanced at the small black dome mounted in the corner of the nurse's office and set the files on the desk.

“You will need to set up a PTA meeting with some of the moms to talk to the mothers.” Mrs. Stark said glancing down at a piece of paper covered in her neat handwriting. Her glasses slid down her nose slightly as she peered at the notes.

“Whenever is good for them, the sooner the better” I shrugged and let out a soft sigh knowing I be answering question from mothers. While I did not mind I was sure someone not much older then their daughters playing match maker would raise more then a few questions from the PTA Milfs.

“Also you will need to provide a DNA sample for the school to Nurse Hart?” She gave a sly smile.

“Want me to take a mouth swab?” I gestured with my hand toward the cabinet.

"No, we will need a sperm sample. You could get any one to provide you with a mouth swab or blood sample. School policy says it has to be sperm, after last years incident we screen all employees and students for STDs.” I swore her eyes glanced down at my cock for a second as she mentioned the sample.

“As you wish.” I smiled. I wondered if they tested for the legacy virus as I was actually immune though most men in my generation were though it had greatly affected the number of men to women. Though the Virus only attacked the Y-chromosome, women could still be carriers and it had prevented many women from carrying male children to term with the female population now being the majority at sixty percent. The scarcity of men led to a reinforcement of traditional gender roles and male-dominated power structures. This resulted in a society where men held disproportionate social and economic influence despite being a slight minority. Men now had far more options in potential partners which gave them greater power and choice in relationships and bigamy had been legalized.

“Does Nurse Hart have to be present when I do it?” I joked and shook my head. The thought of Nurse Hart watching me jerk off crossed my mind and I pictured her standing there with her hand around my cock.

“If you need a helping hand she is more then welcome to assist. I will let you two work that out but she is responsible for seeing the sample is authentic and gets to the lab.” She gave me a sly smile. Her smile and the glint in her eye as she mentioned Nurse Hart assisting made me wonder if she was picturing it too and finding it just as intriguing as I was.

“If you like I can provide the sample now if that is an option to help relieve some stress.” I smiled as I looked her over. She seemed like the type who could use a good hard fucking bent over the desk behind me with her skirt pulled up around her waist and her panties around her ankles as someone at home wasn't doing it enough.

“Maybe some other time once I know you are clean.” She shook her head and smiled as she glanced down at my crotch and back up again. “I am sure Mrs. Hart can handle it for now. Hell knows the woman needs it and I am sure you have learned by now of her impure proclivities which is part of the reason she was chosen to work with you as a more moral woman might have reservations about assisting in what you do.” Mrs. Stark smiled. Another words she knew Nurse Hart was into girls and that had been the reason for her being assigned to assist me.

“Until then. What do you need to do your job?” Mrs. Stark pulled out a note pad she had at the bottom of her folders and pulled off the pen and looked at me with her dark eyes. Her dark eyes flicked down to my crotch for a moment before returning to my face as she stood there waiting for my answer.

“Lets see, I would say the priority right now would be a place to take full body photos and preferably with the girls in dresses as well as lingerie photos for the web site to start promoting the girls before the market is flooded with similar sites from other schools. That would take maybe a period per class and the girls would need time to get dressed up, their hair made up, spray tans, body waxed and what ever else they need.” I said.

Mrs. Hart wrote as I talked and then glanced up when I finished. “I will schedule it for an upcoming Monday sometime this month. The girls can take the weekend to get beautiful.” She nodded jotting down a note to herself. “What else?”

“I will also wouldn't mind a day just for doing body scans of the girls for the medical records. I can not exactly do it in my office or here in the nurses office. At least not more then a few at a time. I can set the scanner up anywhere but I need space for the girls.” I shrugged. I could do the scans anywhere but needed space to do multiple seniors in a row.

She put the pen to her luscious lips as if thinking for a second. “I will arrange a day in the auditorium this week. I will have to cheek the schedule of the other groups such as band, choir, drama club.” She said and began to scribble on the pad.

“What else?” She said wiggling the pen between her fingers.

“I was wondering if we could arrange a blood drive. We do not have the facilities for collecting and storing blood like hospitals on a large scale despite how nice this office is. Hospitals however have mobile blood labs that could store and transport it and would gladly come do it if we do a blood drive. They are required to test it before releasing it to the public so we can save some money on testing it ourselves and the school would get some good PR out of it.” I shrugged. While I could conduct some test here we didn't really have the space for storing two hundred samples or the people to test each.

She glanced up at me and smiled. “Cleaver. I like it. That would make the principle happy and I am sure he sign off on it to get the schools name mentioned in the press. I will talk to him and make some calls. Nothing else some of the PTA moms would jump at the chance to organize the whole thing and bring juice and cookies for the girls afterwards. We can have some reporter come down for a fluff piece for the schools image.” She nodded and began to write on her pad.

“Whatever works.” I shrugged. “Question what is the girls sexual education like?” The fact that Cassidy didn't know how to masturbate properly made me wonder but then girls were expected to be pure and innocent to some degree.

“Mrs. Valentine teaches sex ed classes to the a few of the seniors who wish to take it after school.” Mrs. Stark replied.

“That seems like a bit of a mistake given most of the girls will be married in a year. Maybe it should be added to health class so the girls are not totally naive when ?” I shook my head.

“I will let you discuss it with Mrs. Gates before you bring it before the board.” She replied.

“That is all I can think of off the top of my head.” I shook my head as I was sure I was forgetting something but those were all the things I would need the school to manage right away.

“I will have Mrs. Brooks make some calls.” She nodded. “When will you officially start seeing the students regularly?”

“Probably next week. I have to work out a schedule between myself and Nurse Hart as we will be working together. I have already collected about sixty to eighty DNA samples to mail off and given out the same number of forms for medical histories to fill out with four more classes to see today. I can not start really until I have the medical forms filled out so I can look them over to know if there are anything I should focus on for each girl so once they start bringing them back I will begin scheduling appointments. When the DNA results come back I may need to call the girls in for more test if they are predisposed for any medical conditions I have might missed.” I sighed. I could start testing today but then would have to double check the girls later.

“Yes. We do intend to get you your own lab space in time. Our previous appraiser did not put as much emphasis on the girls health and relied more on independent testing by the girls doctor ” She tapped the pen against the pad.

“Oh right, Nurse Hart suggested we do genetic testing on all the students. Not just the seniors. There is no hurry on it but it is something to consider in the near future after the labs have the seniors back. We could start with the juniors next for next year. Ultimately it might be a good idea for all applicants into the school so you are not wasting four years teaching them only to find out that they have some terminal illness.” I shook my head. The girls were basically long term investments.

“I will make a note for the principle. Nothing else we can start with our scholarship girls we will be selecting this year.” She wrote quickly in her notepad and underlined several words before flipping to a clean page and looking up at me. Her pen hovered over the paper as she tapped it slowly as she waited for me to continue speaking.

The door beeped and in walked Nurse Hart. “Oh hello Mrs. Stark.” Mrs. Hart said with a small smile as she clipped her security badge back onto her lab coat as she entered the nurse's office. She stepped further into the room and adjusted her lab coat.

“Mrs. Hart. We were just going over a few things.” Mrs, Stark said as she turned as the files in her hand shifted and she placed her other hand on her hip as she faced Nurse Hart.

“Anything I can help with?” Nurse Hart asked with a smile as she slipped her hands into the pockets of her lab coat and leaned forward slightly as she waited for an answer.

“Yes I will need you to collect a sperm sample from Mister Chase. See that you do so before the end of day please even if you have to do it personally yourself.” Mrs. Stark said with a sly smile.

“Yes ma'am.” Nurse Hart smiled slyly and then looked at me with a grin. Her eyes lingered on me as she bit her lower lip playfully and she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear as she looked at me flirtatiously. Her fingers tapped lightly against her thighs inside her pockets as she stood there waiting

“Well I will leave you two to it. Mister Chase if you think of anything else Email me directly through the school website. My email name is J.Stark@TheSextonAcademy." She smiled as she gathered her papers briskly and straightened her blazer with a sharp tug pulling it down.

"I will send you a report at the end of the day." I said with a smile. Mrs. Stark gave a curt nod as her sharp gaze lingered on me for a moment.

“See that you do.” Ms. Stark nodded as she headed for the door. I couldn't help but look her full figure over as she headed for the door. Her wide hips swayed enticingly with each step and her skirt stretched tightly across her round ass as she moved away. The sound of her heels echoed softly against the tile floor with each step she took toward the exit. She pulled the door open smoothly and stepped through closing it firmly behind her leaving Nurse Hart and me alone in the suddenly quiet room.

“Sorry about her if she came to get onto you. She can be a bit of a bitch.” Nurse Hart adjusted her coat and brushed a strand of hair from her face.

“Nothing a good fucking will not fix.” I chuckled softly and rubbed the back of my neck. Hell knows that woman could probably use it. I shook my head and smirked as I leaned back against the wall and crossed my arms while glancing toward the door she had just exited through. I looked back at Nurse Hart who was now watching me with an amused expression and raised eyebrows.

“You might freeze your penis off.” Nurse Hart teased as she let out a little laugh and folded her arms in front of her causing her breasts to push up in her blouse. The fabric of her blouse strained noticeably across her chest accentuating her full curves. Her cleavage deepened visibly with her arms folded beneath her breasts creating a tantalizing view. Her fingers tapped lightly against her upper arm as she grinned mischievously at me.

“Speaking of which.” She glanced at her wrist watch and then up at me. She came over with her curvaceous hips swaying causing her ponytail to swing behind her with each click of her heels. She stopped just inches away from me and looked up with a playful smile that hinted at something more serious beneath the surface. She reached out to run her fingers lightly down my chest and stomach teasingly.

“We still have time to get that sample if you want.” Nurse Hart said as she leaned up against me and cupped my crotch. Her hand pressed firmly through my pants rubbing my growing bulge as she moved closer until there was no space left between us. Her fingers tightened as she stroked me through the fabric applying just enough pressure to make her intentions clear. Her full breasts pushed against my chest as she leaned in further making the soft mounds flatten.