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Principal Amanda Dowling sat in her expensive leather
office chair and waited. The blinds in her office were
almost completely closed, but a little light was able to sneak through
the slats, dancing in the woman’s golden hair.
Like everything else in Amanda’s
outer appearance, her hair was fully under control; drawn back into a severe
bun with not even a single lose strand. However, it glossiness glinted as the
limited daylight hit it.
Amanda’s eyes occasionally darted to the phone on the edge
of her desk and her hand subconsciously played with the small, stylish
leather choker that gently hugged her throat. In her current frame of mind,
she did not even think about the embossed letters that her fingertips traced
on the choker.
Just has she was beginning to
think the phone would never ring, her wait ended abruptly. Amanda Dowling
swallowed nervously and pressed the button for the speaker
phone.
“Hello” she said in a breathy voice that would have
surprised most of her students, so used to her strict and unyielding
professional persona.
The mellifluous and self-assured aristocratic tones that
answered caused Amanda to sigh softly.
“Hello, Mandy” Said Lord Summerisle, “Did I call at a
convenient time?”
Nobody had called Amanda Dowling “Mandy” since she had
been about 16 or 17, not even her husband, Will, but she allowed Lord
Summerisle to take this liberty. It was after all the least of the liberties
she allowed him to take.
“Oh, any time is good, my Lord” Amanda gushed and she
shifted her position on the office chair. Her knees were much further apart
in this new position.
“Good, good” Lord Summerisle continued
“I trust you have selected the four students and their chaperone?”
“Oh yes” Amanda replied and her legs widened slightly,
pushing the hem of her dress up a little, “The students have been told to
come here after school ends,” she looked at the clock behind her “which will
be in just a little while. I have
decided that Miss Williams will be accompanying them”
Lord Summerisle sounded pleased “Well done, Mandy. I knew
I could count on you, I will look forward to meeting them all!”
Amanda swallowed again and blurted “I miss you so much, my
Lord”
Lord Summerisle’s voice was soft and calming “You may call
me Percy you know, Mandy. I don’t mind”
“Oh, but you are my Lord and I miss you!” Amanda hadn’t raised her voice at all but her urgent tone was
unmistakable.
“Perhaps I can visit with you, before the exchange party
boards the plane”
Amanda nodded her heard enthusiastically even though she
knew her Lord could not see her do so. “Yes. That would be very nice”
“And how are you husband and that precious daughter of
yours?”
“Will and Erin are wonderful!” Amanda replied and shivered
slightly as she felt her nipples stiffen beneath her dress. “Sometimes I like
to remember Christmas as I watch them when they make love.
Lord Summerisle chuckled “
Amanda giggled a little; “You were a marvelous tutor” her
hand had fallen to the hem of her dress.
“Well give my regards to them both, if you are able to
interrupt them”
Amanda sighed and leaned back in her chair “Oh yes. They
take a break.
Amanda Dowling’s middle finger was already slowly tracing
the line of her hairless pussy. Beneath her dress, she was completely naked
as had been her habit of dress ever since she returned from
“Are you touching yourself, Mandy”
Lord Summerisle asked in a sardonic voice.
“Yesssss” Amanda hissed as she
slid her finger inside her humid pussy.
“Well I hope the students don’t disturb you. What on earth
might they think?”
I don’t care, thought Amanda as she began to finger fuck
herself in earnest
“I’ll leave you to your pleasure, Mandy,” Lord Summerisle
continued “I’m very pleased with your progress”
“Th-ank you My Lord” Amanda
moaned and her head lolled to the side as Lord Summerisle hung up.
Amanda Dowling fingered herself unashamedly, her cunt
juice spilling onto the chair as she did.
She thought of her daughter Erin and the changes she had
seen in her. Amanda thought of her husband Will and how much their marriage
had improved once they had accepted the offer made to them in the village
church.
Principal Dowling moaned softy as she brought herself
closer to orgasm, she continued to finger herself until she heard the bell
ringing for the end of school. Concentrating on the image of her husband and
daughter as they fucked on
Then Amanda Dowling opened the drawer in her desk and took
out a small bottle of Purell. She stood up as she squirted a small amount of
the hand sanitizer into her hand.
The cold of the gel helped calm Amanda down as she
carefully readjusted her appearance in the mirror by the door. Principal
Dowling looked in the mirror and saw that her hair was once again perfectly
under control and that her face no longer had a flushed complexion.
Just before she opened the door to her office to invite the four lucky students inside, Amanda Dowling readjusted the hem of her skirt so that her still heavily lubricated cunt disappeared from view. |
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