15am. So Sir pulled out, ordered Miss Jones to her knees, held her by the hair as an exploding cock gave her cum for breakfast. Miss Jones swallowed e...erything, just as a Senior Mistress should.Sir pulled up his trousers, said: 'Shower straight away, Miss Jones, meet me outside the school gates at 5.30pm, dressed to eat out.''Yes sir.'Miss Jones was aching with unfulfilled desire as she showered, so she stroked herself dreaming of Sir fucking her against the wall. She exploded for the second. She seemed indifferent, I think I was keener on her than she was on me, I think I was the 'got no better offers' date. Anyway I was a bit annoyed at her attitude, and it must have sounded in my voice, because we ended up rowing on the phone, and we both said some hurtful things. As with any situation like that it's six of one and half a dozen of the other. I wanted a sexual relationship, I told her I didn't think she was into men, we had been out a few times, and I hadn't got past a quick peck. I had not meant to fuck her, it was just an accident, and she had done it anyway.The phone rang and I heard my mother answer, "HI LInda, sure he is right here. Let me get him for you."Fear shot through me, she knows I thought. Then I wondered why she had not told my mom. I walked slowly to the phone and said, "Hello" Hello Steven, I think we need to talk. I told your mom I needed some help moving boxes from my basement, but I think we both know what this is really about. I need you to get your. M. my to-do list was done and the office squad had all left for their evening out. Stacy stayed behind to tidy up and she walked me back to the house. I looked around before squeezing her in a quick hug and made sure she knew she was to be with us again. “Jennifer insists you stay with us - like family - O.K.?”Stacy blushed and said, “Jennifer called me and was quite direct about our evening. Thank you, Mr. President.” Rather than talk where a Secret Service Agent might hear us, I hurried her.