Paris, the high school vice-principal, was in for a double surprise when she caught Troy whacking off in the high school attic. Not only was he magnificently built, but the girls he’d been lusting for were the cute cheerleaders down on the football field! She hadn’t had sex in weeks, and just the sight of his gorgeous body kicked her hormones into high gear. Could she seduce him? More
Paris, the high school vice-principal, was in for a double surprise when she caught Troy whacking off in the high school attic. Not only was he magnificently built, but the girls he’d been lusting for were the cute cheerleaders down on the football field! She hadn’t had sex in weeks, and just the sight of his gorgeous body kicked her hormones into high gear. Could she turn his interest in a safer direction…and enjoy a sizzling romp in the process? (Book 37 of “The Promise Papers”)
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The poor kid was embarrassed as hell…and who could blame him? She’d caught him red-handed, with his pants gaping wide open and a blissful expression on his flushed face.
Now he was deathly pale, and he’d gone limp as a wet noodle…which really was a shame, Paris decided, since he obviously had plenty to be proud of.
For one brief instant she was tempted to let him go. She was damned sure that he wouldn’t ever dare try to cut class again. And what the hell, graduation was only a few short days away. Troy had aced all his classes with effortless ease; she’d hate to put a black mark on his scholastic record now.
Then she glanced out the window behind him, and her eyebrows rose. No surprise that he’d been lusting over the cute freshmen cheerleaders down on the football field. A six-month-dead corpse would get a rise out of those girls. Even she, who’d never played on the all-girls team, felt the quick tingle of hot sexual arousal whenever she watched them bounce and prance through their energetic practice routines. They were agile, athletic, and unbearably alluring.
Troy’s younger sister was the cheerleading captain. Had he been ogling the other girls…or had he been panting after pretty blue-eyed Alicia?
That part of it was none of her business, of course. But rank had its privileges, and she’d long-ago learned never to turn down an opportunity to eat, sleep, or indulge in red-hot sex. Besides, she had a special affinity for muscular high school seniors with long, thick curving poles. And since her own voluptuous body was well-toned, her legs were long and slender, and her tits were high and firm, none of them ever turned her down.
Yeah, it was good to be the vice-principal of this sleepy little small-town high school.
She hadn’t gotten laid in weeks; hadn’t she just been sighing over that a few hours ago, as she’d watched Troy and his classmates jog energetically around the football field? And the odds that another student, or any of the teachers, would sneak up into the attic were slim-to-none.
It looked like her luck was about to change!
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