Easy Punishment

Becky waited outside the principal’s office, tapping her foot furiously. There was a black, wretched storm brewing inside her gut. Right now, she didn’t feel like new Becky. She felt like the scared, mousy, old Becky.

This was huge trouble. More than anything she had experienced before. How would this affect her college prospects? Her future? It was as if Becky’s mother was already screaming at her from within her own head.

The hallways outside the principal’s office was cold and Becky could feel goosebumps rising on her exposed cleavage. She wasn’t used to having so much skin exposed.

The door creaked behind Becky, causing her jolt towards the sound.

Mark walked out the door, refusing to look at Becky as he walked down the hall.

Principal Brown stared at Becky with sad, measured eyes.

“Come on in, Becky.”

Becky silently walked into the cramped office, her arms folded over her large breasts.

She sat down, unable to make eye contact with the principal.

“Look Becky, I’m as a shocked as anyone to be sitting across from you in these circumstances. Mark I expect it from, but you?”

Principal Brown shook his head.

“Yeah,” Becky murmured.

“What’s going on? You’re one of the good ones.”

“Not anymore apparently,” Becky murmured.

It was impossible to put a finger on what she felt. Becky was scared of her mother’s reaction. She was already hiding her more “dramatic” changes in hopes of flying under her mother’s radar.

She also felt frustrated. That well of energy within her still burned and crackled, just out of reach. More and more, Becky desired that energy.

Then there was Principal Brown, someone who had been a minor mentor in Becky’s time in high school. His disappointment permeated every word he spoke.

Of course, under all of that, Becky noticed that Brown was quite a silver fox. The guy kept himself in good shape. Becky felt a slight tingle in her nether parts.

“Well I hope,” Brown said. “That you’ll continue to be one of the good ones. But we have to come to the bottom of this.”

“I guess it just happened in the moment.”

“You don’t play hooky and have sex behind the bleachers on a momentary impulse. Besides, I didn’t think you wanted anything to do with Mark or his football friends.”

Becky shrugged.

“Okay, I like you Becky. You’re one of my best students. You’re a good kid that made a mistake. Here’s what we’re going to do. Special detention. Not on your personal record. You can tell your mom whatever you like as to why you’re staying after school for the next two days. But you’re coming here to my office and we are going to talk about this.”

Becky brightened, feeling energy rush back into her.

“Wait, really?”

“Yeah. No need to tarnish a good record for one bad mistake.”

“I’m guessing Mark didn’t get the same deal?”

“Let’s just say his prior history made my choice a bit harsher.”

“Oh my gosh, thank you!” Becky leaped out of her seat and gave Principal Brown a tight hug without thinking. Her chest was practically in his face.

“Easy. You’re not off the hook yet. If you do something like this again, I’m not going to be so forgiving,” Brown said. Becky noticed he pulled away from her hug only begrudgingly.

It was almost like she could sense a crackling electricity within him. Desire.

“Remember,” Brown said. “After school, my office.”

“Yes sir!” Becky giggled. Her day was looking up.

She dashed out of the office only to slam right into another person in the hallway. After a few confused seconds, Becky got her bearings and saw who it was...