She has other ideas

"Is there another way a bad man like you might punish a teasing school girl?" Gabrielle asks softly as her hand strokes your prick through the fabric of your pants. "I would do anything so you will not spank my derriere." The bulge in your khakis swells even more and you hear this pretty French girl coo in pleasure as she traces the outline of the hard lump. "Oh M'sieur! C'est tres grande!" She looks up at you with wide-eyed excitement, "Do you understand me, M'sieur 'awkfeather, so big for a petite girl like poor Gabrielle."

Your conversation with Senator Williams looms large in your thoughts. This is it, this is exactly what he predicted would happen, and according to the Senator at least, none of the board would care. Part of you just wants her to leave so you can regain some control over your life, but the other part wants to through all caution to the wind and accept what Gabrielle is offering. The pretty brunette continues to stroke you through the material as her lips pucker in a pretend kiss.

"Oh Fuck, Miss Duplessis," you warn the sexy brunette, "I hope you know what you are doing." You cover her small hand with your much larger one and press her palm hard against the throbbing member. You refuse to think about the formidable Ms. Naylor would say if she knew what you were doing. Of course she wouldn't think much better of you if she saw you sucking on this students tits moment ago.

"It does not matter what I know, M'sieur, non?" Gabrielle breathes softly "You are punishing me for my wicked teasing. You can do what you like."

"And when I am done punishing you, Mademoiselle," you ask, making sure she knows this is a one-time thing, "you will walk away and the matter ends?" With Gabrielle's silent nod you pull her to your mouth and kiss her pink lips. God she tastes good! Almost as good as the icing covered breasts that you had been licking. It has been several weeks since your last hook-up in a bar outside DC, and that 40 year old divorcee was nothing at all like this sexy young student. As you explore her mouth you release Gabrielle's hand and reach for her firm ass with an urgency that is unusual for you.

Gabrielle is not idle as your hands kneed her buttocks, she pulls at your belt as you finish unbuttoning her top. Unlike the soft ass of that DC matron, Gabrielle's young butt is firm and smooth, but as good as her ass feels it is her soft hands fishing out your stiff cock that captures your attention.

"Perhaps, M'sieur, I can apologize with my hands?" She asks as she bites her lip shyly, "I could kneel at your feet and stroke you like I do for my boyfriend." The idea of Miss DuPlessis worshiping at your feet is almost impossible to resist, it would be so wrong but so fucking hot! Gabrielle misinterprets your hesitation and ups the ante, "Non, M'sieur 'awkfeather, you are not a boy like my Phillipe, but peut-etre if I use my mouth on your coq?" She licks her lips provocatively, "would you like to put your cream on my cupcakes instead of the icing?"