The Principal's Perspective

As soon as Principal Foster finished explaining her plan you arrived at her home. Principal Foster walks into the door ahead of you then begins undressing with her back to you. She strips down to a hot pink bikini, throws her clothes onto the couch, and continues walking towards the back of the house. You had to admit, she did have one nice ass.

As she makes her way outside she casually yells some instructions. "Your room is upstairs at the end of the hall. Food is in the fridge. Don't touch anything that looks expensive. Let me know when you have to cum." She then disappears out of the sliding glass door and into her backyard.

You were oddly upset at that moment. She was a principal, her job was to overlook and protect her students. Instead, she wanted videos of them fucking each other. For what reason, you didn't know, but it sure as hell wasn't a noble one. In a moment of anger, you storm into her backyard and confront her. She's laying in a lawn chair by the pool; sunglasses on her head, holding a margarita. You got out a stern "listen Principal Foster" before she cut you off.

"First John, let's dispense with the formalities. While you're staying with me you can call me June. John, do you know why I got divorced?" Taken aback that your verbal **** didn't work, all you can manage to do is shake your head. "My husband found another younger woman to be with." You started to mumble an "I'm sorry" but she cut you off again. "John, do you know how he found another woman? It was through this very same school. Do you remember a Mr. Foster who worked for the school board?"

Your look of confusion indicated that you didn't. "Ah, probably before your time John. That was my husband. We were happy and in love until he got that job. Having to visit high schools like ours though eventually led to our divorce."

"As you know John we have a lot of beautiful and, well......slutty women in our school. They wear tight shirts with no bras, short skirts with no panties, makeup like a porn star, and act like they're starved for sex. Well, by husband's position only required him to be at this school a few times a year. He suddenly started finding more and more reasons to show up. He also insisted on viewing evidence when he didn't need too."

"Evidence?" you ask June. "John, most of these whores have been in trouble for doing something overtly sexual. Every week I have to deal with someone sending nude photos to other boys in class, or these bitches trying to hit on male teachers. A few times I've caught them outright fucking on school grounds. Well, one day another school board member actually threatened my job if I didn't let him head up an investigation into your sister. I left him and your sister alone in my office. When I went back to grab my phone, I caught your sister and this guy fucking."

"I screamed at this guy for doing something so disgusting. All he said was that every board member did it and if I told they would all band together and say I was lying. I thought he was full of shit, so I drove down to the district office to talk to my husband. I didn't even have to get to his office; he was getting blown by Cindy, yes, that Cindy, in our car. When I confronted him he told me he didn't need me anymore; he had all the 18 year old trim he wanted."

"John, I have a great body, I make a ton of money in my job, and I have a huge house. Since I'm 45 though, I can't find a man anywhere. Worse yet, the school board still does this shit. There's a reason Cindy wasn't expelled but Scott and the other guys were. It just pisses me the fuck off, and I want to do something about it."