Hazel’s alarm went off 15 minutes earlier than normal the following morning. She showered, took extra care with her make up pushing the limits of the schools rules and slid into a new piece of black lingerie she’d recently ordered. Based around a basque with built in suspenders so took extra care pulling up her expensive nylons, a micro, barley legal thong finishing off the outfit. Her skirt and blouse mirrored that of the secretarial look, the accompanying pony tail and heels making it look most un teacher like.
The trip to school was quicker than normal having left early and she abacuses the staff room and made straight for her classroom. Emma was already there looking striking in her outfit and Sara turned up moments later, Hazel’s pudding throbbing at the sight of her lover. “Get into position ladies, it’s showtime” Emma grinned as Hazel and Sara disappeared into nearby cupboards and Emma sat up on the desk, her feet resting on a nearby chair. Her 45 year old body looked every bit as good as it ever had and Hazel recognised the look on her bosses face as the classroom door opened and Liam marched in.
“Oh, hi, Emma” he stuttered, clearly taken aback by her appearance and presence in this room. “Good morning handsome” she beamed, his blush making her revel in the role she’d picked. “Trevor tells me there’s something wrong with the door on E3” his composure still flustered, “so why are we in E1?” he managed to say. “That’s because there’s a problem in this room too” Emma snapped back quickly. “There is?” Liam replied, clearly not enjoying the way Emma was behaving. “Yep, it appears that in this room there’s a little pervert who messages English teachers saying he’s got snaps of them on his phone and we both know that having that on your work phone is an instant dismissal and all sorts of bother”.
His confidence grew slightly as he boasted it was on his private phone and it was untraceable on his work device. Emma remained perfectly calm. “Take out your personal phone Liam”, her voice eerily controlled. “Now ask me to open my legs”. He paused, she shot him a look and he mumbled for her to open her legs. Hazel could see the top of Emma’s stockings from her hiding place and struggled to stifle her giggle when she saw her old friend lick a finger and place it against her pussy.
He took a picture and Emma turned on the amateur dramatics big time. “So, you really are a perv. Who said you could take a photo of me and it’s a sackable offence asking a member of staff to expose herself”. “But you told me to ask you” he whimpered, now clearly confused as to what was happening. “No I didn’t, and I have witnesses to prove it” she hissed, clicking her fingers giving Hazel and Sara the cue to reveal themselves from their hiding place.
“Phone, now” Sara snapped reaching for his device and opening his folders. She deleted the picture of Emma and made it unretrievable and hunted for the alleged pic of her and Hazel. It was a blurry image but she recognised it instantly and set about making sure he’d never see it again. “Did you send it to anyone?” she asked with authority, Liam promising he hadn’t.
With all this going on he’d failed to see that Emma had remained opened legged and out of sight Hazel had hiked up her dress revealing her outfit. With his attention on Sara still Hazel executed the next part of his plan. She reached around from behind Liam and clamped his cock with her hand. He was hard but jumped at the shock. “Is the little perv all erect and horny?” Emma teased, Hazel confirming he was.
Hazel entered his peripheral vision and he saw her stockinged legs and small knickers. “Sit down and get your cock out perv” she ordered as he grabbed the nearest chair, his body trembling uncontrollably as the three women swapped a look, clear pleasure in their eyes. |
