School Run

The school won by a vote of three to one. Heather had been the only one to pick the basketball team, since her motor was already running and a quintet of teenage boys offered the best chance of actually getting fucked, as opposed to a bunch of teachers who might think it was ‘inappropriate’ to fool around with their students. Besides, if she was going to get in a car and go anywhere, why wouldn’t she just go back into town and get her father to do the deed, though that option posed it’s own problems, if he was busy with client meetings or out of the office. And she could no longer rely on Zack as a back-up.

Ashley voted to go to the school, though she would truly have been fine with either option, so long as she got to have some fun. Realistically though, she could mess around with the guys on the basketball team any time. Some of the members, such as Kevin Jackson, had asked her out before she began dating Brendan, and some even still during. However, as slim as the possibility might be, she had a special feeling that today could be her only chance to ever experience Coach Mueller’s cock pounding into her sweet teen pussy.

Madison too didn’t much mind one way or the other. In fact, she didn’t expect to get much satisfaction from either choice until she got right with Brandon. But sneaking into school sounded like a fun adventure whether she got off or not. Chloe felt the same, and felt obligated to vote for it anyway since it had been her idea. Kendra, on the other hand, elected not to go at all, and didn’t vote.

“I’m just going to stay here in case Kurt and Victoria need anything,” the older brunette explained. “I think someone else should be here if something else happens.”

“Suit yourself,” Heather said, gesturing for the others to leave. “But if there’s any news, call us immediately.”

Kendra agreed and watched them go. They said goodbye to Victoria on the way out and piled into Heather’s car, with Heather driving, of course, while Ashley sat upfront in the passenger seat, and Chloe and Madison took the backseat.

“By the way, how exactly did you get back up here?” Ashley asked, curiously, remembering that she had driven Heather’s car home from the Ravers’ Lake Hotel last night.

“I got a taxi from the office,” Heather answered simply. “Thanks for bringing my car back last night though.”

“Don’t thank me. It was Zack’s idea…” Ashley replied, looking out the window. “…I wonder if he’ll spend tonight at Lisa’s too.”

“You broke up with him. You can’t keep pining after him,” Heather insisted, thinking about how resolute he had been earlier. “He seems very serious about Lisa this time.”

“I’m not pining after him. It’s not like I’m second guessing my decision,” Ashley said defensively. “But we did just break up last night. It’s kinda hard to just stop thinking about him.”

“Yeah, I know what that’s like,” Chloe noted from the backseat, her voice slightly cool, and causing Ashley’s face to turn red.

“You know, we should invite her to the cabin. Lisa, I mean. There’s no reason why he can’t hang out with us and her at the same time,” Heather declared thoughtfully. “We could say we’re having a BBQ tomorrow, that’d be a good excuse for them to come around.”

“Would she want to come though?” Chloe pondered. “She’s got a lot of family stuff going on at the minute, and she just got released from jail. She might want to be closer to home right now.”

“Besides, that cabin might hold a lot of bad memories for her,” Ashley said, thinking not only of Hannah’s prank, but Ashley’s own schemes and her rivalry with the Latino.

“Well, then, not the cabin…how about the camp site in the woods? In fact, we could invite more than just Lisa. We could invite Trent, and Amber and Tanya, and the basketball team, hell, the whole school if they want to come. It could be a big Spring Break blow out, before we go back to school. I mean, really go back.” Heather looked at Madison in the rear-view mirror. “Unless that place holds bad memories for you?”

“No, not at all. It was the cabin where everything went wrong,” Madison said, thinking that a party at the campsite might be the perfect way to get Brandon to talk to her again, or at least in the same place.

“Awesome. It’ll be a great way to bring everyone back together,” Heather said, composing the text to send out to all her friends, even as she drove, dividing her attention between the screen and the road. “This trip was meant to for us to spend time together, but we’ve spent more of it apart. Though, maybe tomorrow is too short notice for a party…”

“Give me that,” Ashley growled, snatching the phone from Heather’s hand, so that she could focus on driving. “I think it’s a great idea, but I’d like to see live to see it.”

“Please.” Heather rolled her eyes, but let Ashley continue. “I know these roads like the halls of my own house.”

“Why the hell is your dad on the contact list?” Ashley balked. “I thought this was a party just for us.”

Heather shrugged. “I think it’ll be fun if he came.”

“Oh, yeah, your old ass dad, hanging around a bunch of young adults” Ashley said mockingly, though she did nothing to remove him from the list of sendees. “That’s weird enough, even if he wasn’t screwing his own daughter.”

“Not that it’s really my business, but don’t you think you’re being a little too casual about your relationship?” Chloe suggested, embarrassed to even be asking, but she had grown assertive enough that she was no longer too shy to sate her curiosity. “I mean, you did almost get caught once, and there’s still a copy of that video out there.”

“If it’s what Heather wants to do, then I think we should respect that,” Madison spoke up in her defense. “If it makes her a little happier that her dad is there, then why shouldn’t he come? It’s not like she’s going to invite the whole party to watch her fuck him.”

“Well, you would say that,” Ashley noted.

“You’re just jealous, Ash, that you’ve never had a man fuck you so hard that he broke a door,” Heather proclaimed, unable to hide her pride in that fact.

“T-through a door?” Chloe gasped, terrified and slightly aroused by the idea.

“And see? I kept that a secret,” Heather pointed out, as she pulled up near the school.

“Did you?” Ashley asked rhetorically. “You just told us.”

The conversation was moot anyway. They had arrived at their destination. Putting aside their debate, they had to be quieter as they entered the school grounds through the open side gate and crossed the grounds towards the main school building, staying out of sight of windows. Using trees and walls to obstruct them from view, they made their way to the main doors into the school, expecting those to be the only doors that would be unlocked. Staying low and making as little noise as possible, they eased open the door and entered, one by one in a line, surprised at how easy it had been to get into the school unnoticed.

“Well, now I just feel unsafe coming here every day,” Ashley announced in a hushed voice.

“Alright, where to first?” Heather asked, looking up the corridor at rows of lockers interspersed with classroom doors.

“If they’re having teacher training, they’ll probably be using the gym, or one of the larger classrooms,” Chloe reasoned. “Those are mostly upstairs, but the gym is on this floor.”

“So, we have to pick? The gym or the classroom?” Madison asked, pouting thoughtfully. “I think the gym is the best choice, because then we might at least run into Coach Mueller.”

“Yeah, I don’t like the chances of any of us having any fun if the teachers are all piled into a classroom together,” Heather noted, still somewhat unenthused by this operation. “Picking off a stray might be our only option, and even then, I’m skeptical.”

“You make us sound like animals,” Chloe chuckled, though in her head she could hear Megan calling her a sexual werewolf again. Thinking of her friend, she made a mental note to invite her to the party as well. They had a lot to catch up on. “Well, maybe we could play a prank or something to make it more interesting for you.”

“Oh, no, not another prank,” Ashley said, going pale.

“Relax, nothing involving ****. Just something simple but a nuisance,” Heather replied, liking the idea. “Something…like…putting chewing gum in the doors.”

“What would that do?” Madison frowned. “The doors are already unlocked.”

“Sure, but they have to lock up when they leave,” Heather explained. “It’s petty and annoying, just like the teachers themselves.”

The other three girls laughed, until Chloe had another thought. “Wait, do we even have any chewing gum?”

“I have,” Ashley offered. “It’s in my locker, just down here, past Ms. Moreau’s room.”

The blonde cheerleader led the way down the corridor. With their hushed discussion, the rest of the school had seemed silent, but as they neared the classroom door, they realized that there were whispers coming from inside, along with a gentle, scraping sound. Then, the unmistakable sound of a moan, low and restrained but clearly from a woman in pleasure. The girls looked at each other with smiles and wide eyes. They gathered around the door, peering through the square pane of glass in the middle, though it was only big enough for two to look through at once.

“Oh shit,” Heather said, her jaw dropping open. “It’s actually Ms. Moreau. She’s getting fucked on her very own desk!”

“Is it Mr. Ward?” Madison asked, trying to maneuver around the other two to see for herself.

“No,” Ashley declared. “It’s…”