Haley

"Haley..." you said, so softly the microphone couldn't hear.

The principal butted in, "Did you say Haley?"

You nodded.

"Haley Ellis, would you come down here please!" said Coach Michael into the microphone. Haley was high-fiving others. She was not that good of a student, apparently, and was over-the-moon at a guaranteed graduation. She was telling jokes and people were laughing, as she slipped through the crowd and almost tumbled going down the bleachers.

"That's a good choice, John" Dr. Nikita said. "We looked into Ms. Ellis as the female student who shares the most classes with you. She won't have to switch up too much of her schedule to accommodate the new regiment."

You looked over at Hannah, who looked sad. Most of the other girls were a little disappointed as well, but some of the jocks like Kelly (even though you now had his girlfriend) seemed relieved.

"Should I fuck him now?" asked Haley as she hugged you and held you tight.

"No," interrupted Nikita before Michael could go off on her about language again. "Like I said, I saw to his ejaculation earlier. You just follow his directions if and when he gives them. But you may overrule him if, and only if, he begins to have an episode. I understand you have experience in these matters."

"Boy, do I!" she shouted as the crowd laughed and began whooping.

"Knock it off!" shouted Principal Ellis. "I think we've had enough. You're all dismissed. Go home for the weekend."

The crowd cheered and most deserted as the teachers left as well.

"What's wrong with her eye?" asked Haley about Dr. Nikita's still inflamed and reddened eye. "I came in it," you said, simply, before running after Hannah.

"Hannah, I didn't mean to..."

"That's okay," she said, painfully but cheerfully. "Haley's very attractive. You and I had our fun, but I can see why you want someone who knows what they're doing." She nodded and left, as you failed to come up with a good response in time.

"John Boy," said Haley, as she kissed your neck and hugged you from behind, interrupting any chance of running toward Hannah again. "Are you going to Kelly's house tonight? I really want to go, but if you want I can just spend the evening getting 'to know you better', eh eh!" she emphasised. "Ooh! Maybe we can move the party to your house?"

You sighed and shook your head. "My parents will be home. You go to your stupid party, Haley. I don't care. This is just a school thing. After school is all you."

She frowned. "Well at least let me give you a ride home," she said, with an extra emphasis on ride, as she pulled your arm and led you out of the school.

Kelly and his crew were out back waiting by Haley's convertible, and they didn't look too pleased. "You still going to the party, babe?" he said, unsure of how to respond if she said no.

"Maybe a little later. Me and Casanova here are going to his house for a little shag or two. I feel like I'm the one who's going to have a heart attack if I don't get his dick in me," she pulled you into the car and before you realized, it was squealing out of the lot.

"Where to, bud?" she said, her hand resting on your thigh.

"It- it's not far," you said, as you gave her the directions. Each sentence was punctuated by a squeeze of your thigh and an inching upward. She was reaching into your pants as she pulled alongside your house.

"Wait," you said, pulling her hand out of your pants as she smiled her lovely smile. "I want to make sure no one's home yet." A quick glance revealed that your father and sister weren't around, and your mother probably was still working, but you needed a reprise from Haley's grip.

"Psshaw," she snorted, "I don't care, and they probably don't either, if we get a little frisky. A little frisky business, like the movie!" she said, moving in for a kiss. You backed off. "The movie was Risky Business, I think," but she just looked at you confused, as you slipped out of the door. You were halfway up the walk before she bounded up and joined you. You were fumbling for your keys as she continued to grope you.

But... she walked around you when the door opened and looked around. "This place is kind of small," she said, dismissing your house.

"Yeah, my dad's work bought it. It's enough room for the four of us." You closed the door quickly as Haley began stripping. "What are you doing?!"

"I can't fuck you with all these clothes on, silly!" she said, slipping down her short skirt and panties to reveal a completely hairless pussy amidst her lean and taut legs. "Believe me, with me as your 'assistant,' we're not going to be doing handjobs."

She slipped off her shirt and bra, but then looked around. "Ooh, you have a pool!" she shouted as she noticed the above-ground pool outside of the patio window. Before you could respond, she was out the door and jumping in.

"Come in!" she said as you followed her out back. "I always wanted to fuck in a pool. Kelly and I did it in a jacuzzi once, but it's not the same thing."

You calmed down and looked anxiously towards the high fences in your neighbors' yards. Certainly, they could hear her. It was the early afternoon and she was always speaking loudly. You slipped off your pants and realized in the matted hair around your growing erection that you never cleaned up after Dr. Nikita's blowjob. It would be all washed away in the pool, however, as you took off your shirt and climbed up the ladder. You looked down at Haley's body in the middle, as she floated and dove down, smiling and awaiting your presence. "Come on, lover," she continued.

You dove in, and found her in the middle. She embraced you, making out as you both bobbed in and out of the water. Her breasts were pushed into your chest, as her hand wrapped around your cock. She smiled and slipped it in, expertly wrapping her legs around you in a manner that opened herself up for the intrusion.

You weren't sure who was pushing who, or if you both were fucking each other as the gyrations and gesticulations increased. The water was cold as you dove in, but it was warm in your nethers, perhaps from her juices or just the activity, or both. Her nipples were erect, probably from the temperature but maybe not, and she nibbled on your ear as you glided towards the wall. You pushed in as she moaned, loudly, for all the neighborhood to hear. You grunted, she moaned, you groaned, she cursed. It was a most pleasurable activity indeed.

"I hope I'm not interrupting," came a voice as you continued to push into Haley.

It was Miss Angela.