Try to make a deal with the stenographer

Ms. Williams smiled at Kevin as he wandered around the table over to her.

"I'm guessing you're after a copy of this?" She held out a piece of paper with the session's transcript, hovering it next to her cleavage. Kevin took in an eyeful of her large, smooth breasts, then quickly glanced over the paper. It seemed accurate. He looked back up at Ms. Williams.

"That's not all I'm after, Ms. Williams." Kevin blushed after saying such a cheesy line. He wasn't sure how to play this.

Ms. Williams tilted her head down in a faux-shy movement, and blinked a few times. "Please, call me Lucy."

"Lucy, I was wondering if we could... revise the record a little bit? Make it reflect the intentions of the room, rather than the exact wording."

"Oh, well that would be against the rules. I could lose my job."

"Are you sure there's nothing that could persuade you?" Kevin glanced down at Lucy's crossed legs and licked his lips. Once again, the skirt rode quite high, and he could see some upper thigh, but no further.

"Well, actually, I've been informed that you're yet to... that you're still a virgin?"

Kevin half-nodded, then looked down sheepishly, embarrassed.

"I'd love to be your first." Kevin's head jolted up to look at Lucy, surprised. Lucy blushed a little. "I know you were probably hoping for Ms. Michaels, but-"

Lucy was cut off as Kevin grabbed her hand and dragged her towards the exit. Once they hit the hallway, she took control, leading them to a locked broom closet. She only fumbled with the key for a moment.

Inside, things quickly heated up.

Kevin wasted no time removing his pants. This was the moment he had been waiting for. He looked over to Lucy as she unbuttoned her blouse. Slowly. Carefully. He shot her a look.

"What?" she questioned, "this shirt was expensive."

Kevin removed his boxers and, finally unrestrained, his package sprung free, just as Lucy's blouse was placed on a nearby shelf. He stepped forward, and reached behind her, fumbling to unclasp her bra. After a moment, she sighed and took over. Just as she went to remove her skirt, he stopped her.

"Leave it on."

She smiled at his request, and backed up against the corner of the closet as Kevin began kissing her furiously. After a moment, she stopped him, and while Kevin was momentarily confused, she got on her knees and began blowing him.

The feeling was amazing. Her tongue caressed his shaft, and then teased his head, seemingly in two places at once, while a warm grasp surrounded his entire piece. He thought he felt the back of her throat, and this almost brought him to the finish, but just before he reached it, she stopped. "Not yet," she warned, "Time for the main course."

She pushed past Kevin, and wandered to the other side of the closet, and for a second Kevin thought he had done something wrong. However, she quickly returned with a chair, and pushed Kevin onto it. Facing him, she stepped over his legs, straddling them, and slowly lowered herself onto him.

Once she began pumping up and down, he was in heaven. He felt the folds of her pussy stroking him over and over, constantly stimulating him, and before long, he felt a wave of pleasure as he released inside her. She kept going for a moment, before looking down, finished, but a little disappointed. She stepped off of him, and smiled. "You're no virgin any more."

Kevin composed himself as Lucy did a quick clean up, and then double-checked herself in a pocket mirror, before buttoning up her blouse.

"I'll put my number in your phone." She announced, already in the process. "Give me a call when you want a second round. Hopefully a longer one." She thrust the phone back at him, and he took it with a weak smile.

"One last thing," said Lucy, pushing down her dress and flattening her hair, "What changes did you want to make to the transcript?"

Kevin smirked at that. He was about to have a whole lot more fun.