January Week 2: Friday--Mr. Baker...Snow White: Leah Leaves.

"Shit that was a big load." he said to himsel as he panted and hobbled away and fished around in a nearby supply closet for the roll of paper towels he kept. Leah sat on the edge of the bed, costume skirt bunched at her waist, trickles of cum already cooling and coagulating on her cheek and down her chin. She saw herself in the dark eye of the camera lens, the blue of her bodice darkened with a milky splash, and for a second she nearly laughed. The sight was so comically obscene it almost felt fake.

Mr. Baker returned with the paper towels, tearing off a foot-long strip and offering it to her like a peace treaty. Leah accepted, dabbing delicately at her face and then at the sticky mess on her chest and in her hair.

“Just be glad it was a Friday afternoon—we can’t be doing this kind of thing during my planning period really.” Leah said as she wiped a glob of cum away from her cheek.

“Yeah yeah yeah.” he said as he looked for his clothes. “You really did make a mess. I hope you can get it all. And shit…I hope the cleaners can get that out of the costume. Otherwise, Anna Grace will just have to deal with it.” He chuckled to himself.

Leah tried to get the cum out of her hair and everywhere else it was. She knew it wouldn’t be perfect. She just hoped Joanthan wouldn’t notice when she got home. They both got dressed and departed without much in the way of small talk. They both knew that what they had done was taboo--hell probably illegal at a school. They both nodded to each other an unvoiced "bye" and headed to their respective homes.