”I was shocked. While flirty and dressing whore-like, I had never known Bailey to be outright mischievous. I dismissed her comment as just a passing...comment, and I didn’t take her seriously.Then a few days later, she texted me and asked: When’s the next poker game?I had forgotten about her comment and figured she was looking for another opportunity to babysit, since we paid extremely well.Let me check with the guys, I replied.I texted Sam and asked when we were planning our next poker game, and. ..shooting and shooting into her still thumping hindquarters, whilst she wriggled frenziedly, back arching, mouth agape.Ah yes, I'm sure that little beauty had achieved an orgasm.She slumped down on my chest. I could feel our hearts hammering. She was damp with sweat and so was I.„Good girl,“ I said, giving her bottom another couple of slaps. „No need for the cane now.“„Th-thank you...thank you, Sir,“ she gasped out.„Off you get...“ she rolled off me and I got off the bunk. Time for a shower. Heading that way she mulled over what the reason for the call could be.Once she'd arrived and notified the staff she was there she was moderately surprised this time to be sent immediately into the Principal's office. As she neared his door, she stretched out her Mage sense to get an overview of what was going on. What appeared on her Mage radar was one very frustrated administrator that was wondering how this issue had gotten so blown out of proportion. 'OK, this is pretty weird, ' she. Slowly my wife started to dance again as the older man watched, “Yes,’ he moaned at one point, ‘Good girl. You dance well, and your pale skin would be very popular with gentleman from my homeland.”He started to dance in front of her almost grinding against her while he continued to talk, “I tell you, I give you dancing job, you can learn lots more. My friends and I meet up once a week. You dance for us.” None of it was a question and my wife just nodded along. As soon as she agreed he moved in.