There's a knock on the field house door...

Annie and Bert are cuddled up together in the amazing afterglow of the most intense sex either one of them have ever had in their lives. Annie's hand is hunting around her father's thighs until she finds his limp dick. "You think you have another one in you, Daddy? Because I know I'm ready." She tugs playfully at his cock.

"I don't know, Princess." Bert sighs. "Been a long time since I fucked like that. Your mother would be jealous."

Annie considers for a moment and says, "Yeah... I'm sure Mommy would love to..."

THUMP THUMP THUMP! there's a knock at the field house door... "Is there someone in there?" comes a muffled voice from outside.

They're both shocked back to reality.

"Holy crap!" Annie whispers. "It's the principal!"

Bert grunts at his daughter in a low tone, "Get dressed... hurry up!"

THUMP THUMP THUMP! on the field house door again, "Sheriff? Is that you in there?" comes the principal's muffled voice again.

Oh crap... she knows it's me... does she know Annie is in here with me?

In a panic, Bert calls out, "Yes, Janice! It's me! Just a minute!" He's putting on his uniform parts just as quick as he can find them. Annie is also scrambling to get dressed.

Annie has already zipped up her skirt and is buttoning up her blouse when she scoops her little white panties off the floor. She taps her father, who is pulling up his pants, on the shoulder. He looks at her questioningly and she shoves the panties toward him with an impish grin on her face. He smiles at her and snatches the panties from her hand and stuffs them into the back pocket of his uniform trousers.

Both of them are pretty much dressed when the principal asks, "Is everything okay, Sheriff?" There's a jingling of keys from outside as she searches for the right one.

"Hide!" Bert mouths to his daughter, who finds a stack of athletic equipment to duck behind. Bert pulls on his boots and then pulls open the field house door. "Janice! Hi!"

Janice Pardue, the 42 year old Flint Hill High School principal is standing at the door of the field house, dressed smartly in a mid thigh black skirt with a matching light blazer. Her light prescription, thick framed eye glasses are mostly a fashion accessory. Her shoes are patent leather pumps and shiny as all hell. She is short at 5' 2" but with her D cup breasts and Kardashian like ass, she presents an imposing figure of authority.

"Sheriff," she asks. "You're in my field house?"

"Yes, Annie thought that she left her lacrosse jersey in here and she asked me to come get it." Bert tries to flash his most charming smile.

"Oh, is Annie okay? We couldn't help but notice that she missed her morning classes."

"I think she's absolutely fine. Just a little stomach thing. She'll be ready for the big game tomorrow."

"Yes," Janice says, "Not like Annie to miss classes. Do I smell..."

"Smell what?" Bert asks.

"I smell something... relaxing... something... sweet." she says.

"I don't know." Bert replies.

"Well, Sheriff, as long as everything's okay, I should be going. I have a meeting with a bad boy..." a very bad boy "who needs to be punished."

"Okay then," Bert says, "I'm gonna look around a little more and then I'll leave!"

"Good day Sheriff" the principal says. She turns and walks away and Bert can't help but notice how sexy her ass looks, shifting from side to side in that suit.