I so lost in thought, I don't know how I end up at the principal's office.The principal's office is still inside, behind a closed door in his secretar...'s office "Ann-Alyssia?" A plain woman in her twenties, I bet, comes out from the door that reads 'Principal' asks me. "Yes" I answer and she proceeds to point at the principal's door, indicating for me to enter, I take the hint and enter the room after a knock on the door.I find myself wondering what the principal looks like again. I missed the. I'm angry, but I'm also incredibly turned on and soaking wet. You rub your fingers over my tight pussy and grin, "You fucking love this!"I moan as I hear your zipper come undone and I am still worrying about other people, because if they walk past the row all they'd have to do is turn their head to the left to see me bent over and you behind me. I then feel your hard cock rubbing my dripping pussy, and I start to squirm as you rub the head on my clit. I am squirming and whimpering, trying to. Life was good and shortly Tanya and Bonnie informed us they were having a party that would include Shemales, sissy me and cross dressers. It was to be an orgy! On the night of the occasion, we were the first ones there. I wore a speedo and tank top and Deb was in a pair of crotchless panties, a very short halter top that barely covered her tits. black nylons and red high heels. We brought plenty of wine and beer and the gurls already had the hookah fired up. Soft Rock played.Within minutes,. That evening, over dinner, he broached the subject.“Celia,” he said, “You haven’t taken any time off this week.”“Not this week, I want you settled in at work full time for a couple of weeks.”“This weekend?”“No. I don’t have to take my time off, you know. Anyway, what’s the matter? You want me out of the way?”“No, no,” he hastened to tell her. “I just wanted to be prepared, I love having you here when I’m not at work.” He immediately regretted that remark even though it was true, wondering if it.