My wife duly washed ate and changed before heading off back to work, “I’ll be home about 7am” she informed me as she shot out the door.I settled...onto the sofa and watched T.V. About an hour or so after my wife had left there was a knock at the door. I opened it to be greeted by a smiling Jade. She had on the same tight shorts on, which clung to her like cling film and a vest top and evidently no bra underneath. “Everything O.K?” I asked, worriedly.“Fine” Jade replied as she pushed past me.. The Principal was a man who exuded authority. His body language said ‘this is my space – I own this office.’ He was besuited. A smart grey brown with gold cufflinks on his shirt. The creases on his collar were sharp enough to slice your finger. He looked like he had just had his hair cut. Short, grizzled and a liberal amount of gel. He looked at without smiling and ran his finger over a writing pad on his desk. “Marsh. Danielle Marsh?” “Yes Sir.” “I only see young ladies in here for two. As I sat in my room with a million thoughts running through my head I heard her footsteps running to the shower. I had decided what I was going to do I opened my door and step forward towards the bathroom I turned the handle and to my joy in her haste she hadn’t locked it I went in quietly and watched her through the glass as her hands caressed her body my cock was instantly stiff and I immediately removed my clothes and slid open the glass door and stepped inside she realised that I was there. She would smile at me and sip her drink and rub her leg against mine. I could tell that her breathing was coming a bit shorter and sounded slightly labored as when we kiss hard and deep."Honey," D said without looking at me. "I think Mr. Suit would be amendable to an invitation to join us if you would like to ask him."I reached under the table and gave her soft, warm thigh a squeeze. "On my way you hot bitch," I whispered in her ear. She grabbed MY thigh and as I slid off my chair, letting her.