'How many times have you done it, dear?'
Jenny smiled. 'Six or seven times. The first time hurt like mad, but now it all feels good!'
Helen nodded. Her eyes were beginning to gaze over slightly and she watched without reaction as Jenny got up and came over to the desk.
'Wh-what do you want, dear?' Helen managed to gasp.
Jenny came around the desk and knelt down beside her. She reached out and cupped Helen's breast through her clothes.
'Jenny! S-stop that!'
Jenny ignored Helen's feeble protests. She unbuttoned her blouse and then undid the older woman's bra. Her fingers slipped under the loosened cups and gently stroked the huge nipples.
'Ohhhh, that's nice!' Helen gasped at the touch of the girl's hands on her body.
Jenny smiled at her. She got the clothing out of the way and her warm mouth closed over the moaning woman's tit. Jenny sucked the huge nipple, feeling it expand at her touch. She bit it gently, and Helen gasped.
Sliding her hand across Helen's body, she pushed Helen's hand out of the way and began to stroke the hot slot of her pussy.
'Ohhhhh, don't stop!' Helen slid her hand under Jenny's skirt, fumbling at the girl's panties. She got her fingers inside and began stroking Jenny's slit in time to Jenny's touches.
Jenny whined and her fingers stroked Helen's clit gently.
'AHHHH!' Helen cried softly, her body jerking as she climaxed. Her pussy was cramping madly, and she wished desperately she had a cock inside it.
Jenny whined with pleasure and spread her legs farther apart. Helen got the message, and her fingers dipped into the teen-ager's aching pussy mouth.
'AHHHH!' Jenny shuddered as her orgasm slashed her in half. Her fingers tightened on Helen's tit. The principal moaned with pleasure.
'We-we have to stop, Jenny. What we've done is absolutely wrong!' Helen whispered. She tried to pull away, but Jenny wouldn't let her.
Jenny turned the chair and got between Helen's legs. Before the surprised woman had a chance to react, Jenny was tugging at her panties. 'Lift your hips,' Jenny ordered.
Helen started to object, but Jenny tugged at her panties, and she dumbly lifted her hips, feeling her panties slide off her legs.
'Wh-what are you going to do?' she asked, fearfully.
Jenny smiled at her. 'I'm going to make you feel real, real good,' she announced.
Helen watched the girl lean forward, and she shuddered. No one, man or woman, had ever kissed her intimate parts before.
Jenny's tongue licked and stroked the hot flesh of Helen's crotch. The woman moaned, and spread her legs farther apart, lifting her hips slightly to give Jenny better access.
'Ohhhh, that – that's, AHHHHHH!' Helen screamed as Jenny's tongue touched her once too often. Her body shuddered violently and Jenny felt a burst of pussy juice on her face as Helen climaxed.
Sitting back on her heels, Jenny finger-fucked herself, smiling up at Helen as the principal slowly squeezed the heavy mounds of her own breasts, sighing with enjoyment.
'That feel better, Miss Wright?'
Helen smiled at the girl in front of her. Somehow she didn't mind what Jenny had done. She was still going to have to talk with her parents, but things would be handled differently now!
'Jenny, I feel wonderful! Now run along and I'll see you at your house tonight at six o'clock. All right?'
Jenny nodded. Everything was going to be just fine!
Sick at heart, Clint entered Helen's office a short time after school let out. He sat down in the same chair Jenny had occupied and looked at his boss.
'Clint, what's been going on? You're a competent, sensible teacher, and here I find you screwing a student!' Helen's tone, mild as it was, didn't mask her attitude.
'Jenny is – well, she's an unusual girl.' Clint began.
'I noticed that,' Helen said, without giving anything away.
'I'm fired, of course?'
Helen nodded. 'As of right now, you're no longer a teacher here. I'll get the paperwork in motion to have your severance pay forwarded to you, but I don't know what the girl's parents will want to do.'
Clint suppressed a smile. He wondered what Linda's reaction would be when he told her? And what she'd tell Helen?
'All right, Helen. Six o'clock at the Armstrong house.'
Clint looked at Helen as he got up. There was something odd, but he couldn't put his finger on it. She seemed to be glowing with some sort of inner satisfaction. Did catching a teacher fucking a student make her day? What had Jenny said to her?
'Or, what did Jenny do?' Clint asked himself as he got into his car. 'What did that little cunt do to Helen to make her so happy with herself? Usually, she's about as sour as they come.'
Jenny had already arrived by the time Clint got there, and they sat down with Linda and Steve and explained the problem.
Linda chuckled, as Jenny described what she'd done to Helen in the office. Clint joined in and nodded. 'That's why she was so pleased with herself!' he said.
Jenny nodded. 'She really got off good when I ate her. I thought she was going to scream her lungs out!'
'Well, then,' Linda smiled at all of them. 'Let's give Miss Helen Wright a night to remember!'
Steve laughed. 'We can really do a number on her. Jenny can suck one tit, you can suck the other one, Mom. I'll shove my cock in her ass and Clint can fuck her cunt!'
They all laughed, feeling much better about the entire thing.
Shortly after six the doorbell rang and Jenny, wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt with nothing under it, answered the door.
'Hello, Miss Wright.' Jenny stood back and let Helen, still dressed in her skirt and blouse, come in. Helen smiled briefly at Jenny and then shook hands with Linda, who was wearing a skirt and blouse with nothing under it.
'I'm sorry we're meeting under such conditions, Mrs. Armstrong. I assume Jenny told you what happened at school today.'
Linda nodded. 'Both in the classroom and in your office, Miss Wright. I already knew about what was going on between Clint and Jenny, but I didn't know about you.'
Helen blushed furiously. She'd been a fool! And now her own job was gone, along with Clint's. And all because of a super-sexed little teen-ager!
'Well, if Jenny's told you everything, I guess there's nothing more I can say.' Helen smiled bleakly.
Linda shook her head. 'On the contrary, we have a great deal to talk about. I'm sure you'd like to stay for dinner.' The tone of her voice left no doubt that the invitation was an order, and Helen accepted as gracefully as she could.
'Excellent! In that case we can stop being artificially polite and be nice to one another. To begin with, can I get you a highball?'
'I'd like that very much, thank you, Linda.' Helen smiled. Linda smiled back.
Jenny dashed ahead of her mother to the kitchen where Clint and Steve were sitting quietly.
'Okay, make your entrance,' she whispered.
Clint grinned and got up. He walked down the hall and stopped at the entrance to the living room.
'Good evening, Clint. I-I understand what I interrupted this morning was not the first time.' Helen was clearly confused and didn't know what say.
Clint sat down on the couch next to her and put his arm across the back, his fingers beating a soft rhythm.
Linda came back in with the highball and handed it to Helen. She sat down in the chair opposite the sofa and smiled.
Clint got up and excused himself. Linda moved over and sat down on the couch beside Helen.
