She thinks you're a brute. And she loved it

Sated and gasping, you slump on her, stroking her face as you do. She pulls her panties out of her mouth and nuzzles your fingers, her breathing heavy, her eyes half lidded and wanton.

"You brute," she breathes. "You utter brute."

"Are you sorry?" you ask, wondering if she's having second thoughts.

"You know I'm not. It was exactly what I wanted. God, I'm such a slut sometimes. You fucked my brains out, you beautiful brute."

"I'm feeling a little brainless myself," you say softly. "That was incredible."

"Maybe you spurted all your brains up my pussy," she chuckles. "Let me up now. We've got another meeting soon and I can't go to it looking like I've been fucking like a bitch in heat."

When you stand up and pull out of her she gives a little sigh before rising. She looks at the panties she holds in her hand and with a teasing smile pushes them into your shirt pocket and leans up to kiss you softly. "As Miss Newton said, keep these for your collection Dean Hawkfeather. Now I'm going to borrow your bathroom to freshen up."

With another smile she picks up her skirt and slides open your bedroom door, giving a twitch of her rump as she turns towards your bathroom.

Part of you wants to follow Diana and pull her onto your bed for a second round. This time slower and more gentle and lingering. You shake your head to rid yourself of the image of her sprawled naked and wanton on her back as you savour each other, telling yourself that there is no time for such dalliance. Instead, you straighten your clothes and rub your hand across the surface of your desk with a smile. Remembering the panties Diana stuffed in your shirt pocket, you pull them out and rub your thumb over the lacy fabric with a smile before putting them in a desk drawer.

Within a few minutes Diana emerges, restored to her austere Headmistress look. She gives you a smile and puts a hand on your arm, leaning up to kiss your cheek.

"That was very sweet Kyle. But we've got to get going. Let's talk about this later." She squeezes your arm and turns away before you can respond, opening the door and leaving you standing alone. With a sigh you use your bathroom to wash up and check your appearance before leaving your office and heading to the main building.