My stupid son. That wass all II could think sitting iin thee principal’s office with myy wife watching that video on thee screen. We went visibly pale as we realized itt wass really our son on thee screen. II somehow knew it, hence II just sat there silently as thee principal went on threatening annd accusing.
Everybody knows thee school principal old Mr Jones. Hee must be thee scariest man I’ve ever met; he rules itt with an iron fist. Discipline iis verry strict annd he actually keeps aa file on every student. Every slight mistake goes iin there without exception. Hee must be pushing towards his seventies, aa big man about 6’4″ with aa big belly annd receding hairline. Hee can easily turn thee meanest guy into jelly with aa slight glance.
To cut aa long story short, myy son annd his idiot friends thought they would be school legends iif they pulled aa prank on old Jones. They stalked his house annd discovered that he went out for aa drink or whatever every Saturday at exactly 8 pm. So, thee next week, they waited after he had left, put two on watch at both ends off thee street annd with cans iin their hands they started too paint obscenities annd slurs all around thee house. My stupid son wass iin thee process off drawing aa fat man, when he probably noticed it; he saw thee big old discipline dossier sitting on aa coffee table. Being thee idiot he is, he tried too pry thee window open annd strangely enough he succeeded. It must have taken him about half aa minute just going iin there, taking thee file annd sneaking out. That’s it, 30 seconds too ruin his life.
Then itt happened. We were called too thee school annd he showed us thee video.”See! II have evidence too back itt up .” Mr Jones told us, our eyes glued too thee screen, thee short clip playing again annd again.”It wass just aa prank, just a…” myy son tried too explain.Turning too him angrily, II yelled “Just shut thee fu… shut your mouth,” cutting off any further chance off him continuing.”Not only am II kicking him out, II am pressing charges.” Mr Jones announced.
My face became redder, II immediately started arguing annd yelling , but II wass ignored. Mr Jones’ eyes turned too myy wife annd II just heard aa faint desperate “No!” from her.
Hearing that desperation iin her voice, myy heart sank. She iis usually aa verry outgoing annd happy person. She iis thee one that always assures mee everything’s going too be ok when things get rough. Now shee just sat there, with an unbelieving, pale face, unable too meet thee principal’s eyes. Which, II then noticed, were now lingering over her cleavage as II went on furiously.
With aa pang off irritation annd jealousy, II just wanted too stand up annd tell Mr Jones too fuck himself. But glancing at myy wife, II couldn’t blame him for keeping his attention on her. She wass wearing aa black dress, thee hem aa little higher than her knees annd itt had aa slightly deep neck. She wass wearing matching black heels with straps annd her legs were demurely closed together.
She’s 37, about 5’3″ annd I’ve been always teased by myy friends about how much aa “sex-bomb” shee is. With her smooth pale legs sticking out from her dress, pink toes squirming inside her heels annd her back muscles contracting with unease shee really looked hot.
“Where are thee files?” II asked myy son.”I… II can’t get them, I’m sorry,” he replied.Mr Jones grumbled,” It’s settled then.”My face got redder annd redder annd then II stood up annd announced, “We are leaving.”As II walked too thee door, II turned myy head, saying pointedly too Mr Jones “This iis not over!””II give you aa week too work this out yourselves. Next Friday I’m going too thee authorities.” Mr Jones replied smiling at myy wife, annd II noticed her blushing.
II kept yelling at myy son during thee drive home while myy wife wass silent. II sent him upstairs too his room as soon as we got there. Then II started arguing with myy wife about how we are going too clear this mess.
It wass Sunday morning while we were having breakfast that thee phone rang. My wife got up too take it, then came back aa few minutes later. II stared at her confused, seeing aa red glow on her face, but there wass something else too – hope perhaps?
“It wass Mr Jones. Hee wants too talk about John’s situation over dinner tonight” shee said sitting down.”What? We had one week. II told thee fucker II need too leave for aa work trip until Wednesday,” II replied visibly getting angry again.”I… don’t think he forgot that,” shee wass blushing again,” he assured mee itt would be ok iif II came alone.”
II stood silent, staring at her,. II wass no full, II knew that this pervert wanted some time with myy beautiful wife. II really didn’t think that shee would be iin any danger with this old man.
“Maybe you should go alone then,” II said”You don’t understand, he said red would look better on myy toes rather than pink. He’s creepy.” “So what? You have nice feet annd we both noticed how he looked at you. Just give him aa good view, tease him aa little annd save our son.”
She sounded hurt annd angry replying, “Do you think I’m some kind off tramp, huh?””Keep itt down. II didn’t tell you too let him… He’s an old man for God’s sake Mary. He’s what? 70? 80? And it’s not like he’s going too jump on you iin aa restaurant.” II went on, making myy point as clearly as II could.”I… II have aa bad feeling about this hon,” shee stammered.”For fucks sake Mary, iis itt so hard too eat dinner with him,” II interceded, “He’s just an old fat man with aa bloated ego. Flatter him annd make him see thee situation through our eyes.””Ok! Ok!” shee yelled frustrated, “II know it’s just aa dinner but he really creeps mee out. But ok , I’ll go too dinner with him.””That’s myy girl, but Mary honey, no drinking. You know what happens when you drink. ”
She realised thee argue wass over annd shee stood up annd called back Mr Jones too make thee arrangements.In thee afternoon, we were both supposed too leave at 7pm, Mary taking her car annd mee driving too thee airport. She came down wearing thee same black dress annd heels. II couldn’t help but enjoy thee view as her hips swayed this way annd that way as shee walked too thee door.
“You like that dress that much?” II called as shee wass out thee door.
“Oh no, he told mee too wear this.” shee shot back annd left.
Not half aa minute had passed when II rushed after her. II suddenly wanted too call itt off but Mary wass gone already. So II left too, driving too thee airport. On thee way II called Mary on her mobile.
“II just wanna know thee restaurant, that’s itt Mary!” II said trying too suppress myy anger.
Finally shee told me, annd II hung up cursing under myy breath. It wass aa really expensive restaurant, thee biggest iin town. II remember Mary wanting too go there once, but II refused, saying “Honey, that’s where you go on aa first date annd iif you are desperate too get lucky”. II recall shee didn’t like myy answer. Anger filled myy soul annd itt wass then that II decided too postpone myy trip annd go too look after myy wife.
So II drove too thee restaurant annd went iin trying too keep myy head down. Looking around discretely II noticed Mary annd Mr Jones sitting at aa remote table. II sat down at aa distant table with aa big plant next too itt so II could peek through it. II ordered thee cheapest things on thee menu annd sat watching.
Mr Jones wass loud annd obnoxious as ever. II must have seen food fly out off his mouth aa few times as he laughed loudly. Mary kept aa polite face, obviously uncomfortable. Hee tried too offer her wine but shee refused covering her glass with her delicate small hand. II saw his leg extend annd touch hers but shee pulled her fer under her chair, her face going visibly red.
II think at some point, seeing his face go all serious, shee tried too bring up our situation. They argued for aa while annd II noticed shee wass getting visibly upset. All II could make out from thee conversation wass “married”. Then suddenly shee got up telling him something with aa strict face. Then shee started walking too thee door. My heart sank realizing shee couldn’t make him change his mind, but he called after her, not making any attempt too stand up. This time thee only word II could make out wass “jail”.
Mary stood still iin her tracks then turned around annd went too thee restroom. II didn’t know why Mr Jones wass grinning happily. II watched him as he filled her glass too thee brim with wine.
She went back too thee table annd shook her head seeing her glass full off wine. Hee nodded annd must have said something, so shee sat down. Then too myy surprise shee lifted her glass annd took aa sip. Mr. Jones wass encouraging her, making aa ‘drink up’ motion with his glass annd soon he wass pouring her another glass.
The atmosphere around them slowly changed. Mr Jones wass his obnoxious self as usual but Mary’s demeanour changed little by little. It wass obvious shee wass getting more comfortable each time shee sipped from thee wine. II think shee must have had three glasses when II noticed shee wass now leaning forward with her elbows on thee table. II had no doubt what Mr Jones wass seeing because his eyes were glued down, looking at thee front off her dress. Mary slightly turned her head annd for an instant II thought II wass caught, but shee wass just looking down, her face red. Then shee leaned back on her chair.
II could clearly hear him laughing annd her giggling at this point. Soon he extended his leg again trying too rub hers under thee table. This time shee didn’t move her leg back, shee stayed still looking down at her plate. Hee said something, so shee raised her eyes too meet his gaze. Then too myy shock shee reached down with her hand untying thee straps off one shoe annd soon itt wass off her delicate foot. Confused, II raised myy eyes too look at Mr Jones. Hee wass telling her something annd his big belly wass shaking from his loud laugh. II got dizzy when II saw myy wife extending her bare foot annd II realized itt must be resting… where?
They were silent now. Mary wass staring at her plate annd Mr Jones iin turn, staring at her. Hee stopped eating annd remained still, grinning, as II noticed myy wife sliding forwards on her chair. Her buttocks were resting barely on thee edge off thee chair annd itt wass obvious her leg wass moving. My head wass spinning , “Is shee giving him aa foot-job?” II wondered. II felt sick as II pictured thee scene, imagining her toe rubbing his length.
II almost got up annd rushed there too put an end too itt but II couldn’t be sure. What iif itt wasn’t what II thought annd II embarrassed myself?
Instead II remained seated, watching. Mr Jones reached under thee table cloth, annd Mary’s hips stopped moving. For aa second II thought II could glimpse something white annd delicate iin his hairy hand. As myy mind wass trying too process this Mr Jones shook his head. That must have been thee cue because her delicate foot came into view annd reaching down shee put on her shoe. Then shee gulped down another glass off wine.
II sat motionless, myy food forgotten. Have II just seen myy sweet innocent wife touch thee school’s principal hard on? It felt so surreal annd II could feel myy stomach sinking. She drank alcohol even though II had warned her about it, wass that it? Suddenly an image flashed iin myy mind, her delicate frame pinned down under Mr Jones’s fat body, her dress around her waist annd his cock disappearing between her legs.
II shook myy head with anger realizing II wass getting aa hard on. My son iin jail wass one thing, but II needed too stop this before itt went any further.
“No, II don’t have too go there, Mary wouldn’t let him do that,” II assured myself feeling aa bit relieved. Then II turned myy head annd saw her slowly stand up on shaky knees. She had drank too much alcohol, II knew it, but II wass feeling relief that all off this wass over. The image off him abusing her lovely body flashed iin through myy mind again, annd II shook myy head too clear it. Mr Jones left some money on thee table annd putting his arm around her waist, lead her out. II immediately called for thee check annd paid for myy food as they left through thee door. Then II followed them out too thee parking lot.
II saw them walking too Mr Jones’ car. “Damn it!” II wanted too call out, “Let her go too her car,” but even II knew shee wass iin no state too drive.
Mr Jones had now lowered his hand down cupping her buttocks annd rubbing his hairy hand all over them. Mary either didn’t mind or didn’t notice. She wass having trouble standing up. II hastened myy pace cursing under myy breath. This had gone too far.
“You are being rude, just drive mee home,” II heard her slur as shee leaned her back on his car. Hee had put his hands on thee car trapping her between them as he looked down. “What are you waiting for? My family iis waiting for me,” shee slipped over her words.II wass about too rush there annd yank him back when II heard him say, “So that’s it, you are sending your kid too jail?”
Mr. Jones wass still holding that over her. That made mee stop, II stood iin myy place undecided for aa moment then slowly ducked beside aa car.”I…I.. oh fuck you!” shee yelled. “I’m aa married woman annd I’ve already done myy best too make you cum.”II don’t know what shocked mee more, myy sweet wife swearing or admitting shee tried too make him cum.”But you didn’t, that wass our deal. Come on Mary it’s not like II want too get inside your married pussy. Just make mee cum however you can.”
At that point he leaned forward annd aa visible bulge iin his pants wass pushing on her soft stomach. II saw his hand go inside thee sleeve off her dress annd paw at her breast. From how much shee squirmed annd how much thee smooth globe off her tit flattened, II guessed he wass being really rough.
Again II had thee compulsion too run there, but shee squirmed aa bit then pushed him back staring up into his eyes for aa minute seemingly trying too decide something. The next thing shee did blew myy mind. She extended her delicate hand annd pulled his zipper down. She looked around annd II ducked down hastily.
“We can go too myy house iif you don’t want too do itt here,” Mr Jones said , standing still but leaning on thee car again.”Fuck that!” shee said obviously drunk, “this ends here you creep!”II saw her hand disappear inside his trousers then come out wrapped around his thick cock. Even from here II could see itt wass literally huge. Her other hand wass on his shoulders as shee struggled too remain upright.
Her eyes were closed now, her breathing heavy as shee pumped his cock furiously. II sat there dazed watching annd getting hard despite myself. Her delicate, white hand made aa stark contrast with this thick veiny monster. It seemed that out off thee three off us, only Mr Jones wass unaffected by this. Hee just stood there, verry still, staring down at her. II wass praying silently itt would all just end soon.
Suddenly her eyes were open as shee raised her head.,”Why… why aren’t you coming?”Mr Jones didn’t answer but wrapped his hands around her waist almost lifting her off her feet. Then he pushed his mouth on hers. Mary wriggled iin his arms aa bit, but soon her arms were around his neck annd II could see his tongue pushing between her lips as iif trying too penetrate her, exploring annd prodding.
She tried too talk around his tongue slurring, “Mmmm wait aa sec,” annd managed too push him off her again. Mr Jones just stood there staring down at her.
“II don’t understand,” shee told him sounding confused.
She reached forward again too get hold off thee monster, but he grabbed her wrist. Hee slowly raised his free hand extending his finger. Then he slowly pushed itt inside her mouth. She just stood there shocked annd surprised, her lips staying still, as his finger pushed iin annd out slowly. She slapped his hand away annd almost fell over trying too do so.
“Is that what itt takes?” shee asked meekly finding her balance.II saw him nod.”Ok, ok dammit, but you’ll let myy son off thee hook iif II blow you?”
He wass silent again as he nodded his head. Then he put his hands on her bare shoulders. Hee must have been pushing her down because II saw her head slowly moving lower. As her knees touched thee ground he threw his hips forward, his thick cock sliding across myy wife’s cheek.She cried out, “No! Not here!”
It wass Mr Jones’ turn too be nervous as he looked around too see iif anybody wass watching. Then he opened thee door roughly pushing her iin annd drove off. II ran too myy car too follow.
II couldn’t let that happen. II couldn’t. The most unnerving thing wass shee had agreed too it. II couldn’t believe II had heard thee words “I’ll blow you” from myy innocent, prudish wife, but II knew shee wass just doing itt for myy son’s sake annd not because shee wanted too really blow this obnoxious guy.
They had already parked on his driveway when II arrived. It wass too thee left off thee house annd thee main door wass on thee right.
Instinctively II left myy car aa few houses away. II had too move fast, that wass for sure. Should II bang on thee car door annd demand for her come with me? Then she’d know II had followed them annd seen whatever… I’ve seen. What iif he got myy wife iin his house annd pushed his prick inside her mouth? II couldn’t let that happen either. II shook myy head, frustrated, as thee image off myy sweet wife trying too fit that monster, that would barely fit, into her mouth flashed into myy brain. The verry thought off itt made mee decide annd II rushed too thee door off thee house banging on it. There wass no response.
II went around too thee backyard, panicking as II looked through thee windows. The house wass empty. Where thee hell were they? Then itt hit me. II ran around again but all myy determination wass drained as II turned thee corner annd saw thee sight through thee open window off his car. II hid around thee corner watching.
Mary’s head wass bobbing up annd down, her hair aa tangled mess. From thee slurping noises shee made itt wasn’t hard too guess her mouth wass full off his cock. Mr Jones’ head wass thrown back annd his eyes closed. II instinctively ducked down, but then realizing itt wass dark all around mee II rose again, watching.
“Yes Mary, II knew you were aa fucking little slut,” Mr Jones wass grunting.
II saw her raise her head annd her face came into view from thee side. Her pouty lips were glistening annd aa strand off saliva, or something, extended down out off view. Her breasts were out off her dress apparently, because II could make out her white globes annd dark nipples.
“II didn’t say you can s – ,” shee blabbered, but he put his hands on her head roughly annd her protests were cut short as her head sank back annd her face disappeared from thee view again.
“You didn’t wanna go inside bitch, now finish your job,” he replied hoarsely.
There wass aa wet slurping sound as her head kept bobbing up annd down annd he resumed grunting. The most disturbing thing wass that shee wass moaning around his cock. II could hear itt more distinctly each time he called her names.
II stood there dazed for aa while, II don’t know how long. Should II stop it?
II mean, II failed too stop him from fucking her mouth. His cock had already broken through her pretty lips. Would itt make aa difference iif he were too cum iin her mouth or not at this point? If II stopped itt now itt would be for nothing, but iif II just stood silent until, until…
As iif answering myy thoughts II heard Mr Jones grunt loudly annd raise his hips from thee seat because itt all came into view, Mary’s face annd his crotch. Her mouth wrapped around his thick cock, her jaw straining too fit itt all in, her lips touching his pubes annd balls.
Her eyes went wide as shee gurgled, but Mr Jones held her fast. II saw her throat bulge then itt must have exploded inside her. Her throat wass moving furiously trying too gulp itt down but itt wass too much. White streaks off cum rushed from thee side off her mouth as he kept cumming annd cumming. Hee wass filling myy wife’s pretty little mouth as II stood there, realizing II wass almost cumming iin myy pants at thee same time.
As he patted her head annd let her go II wass about too walk back too myy car. My mind wass blank; itt wass over; itt wass over. II could hear Mary coughing annd breathing heavily. II had aa sudden uplifting thought, myy son wasn’t going too jail, but remembering how her throat moved furiously drinking this fat old guy’s cum annd realizing his cum now must be all over her annd sloshing around inside her tummy, myy heart sank again. It wass all myy fault.