Valerie couldn’t believe she was leading Scott back to her office for a quickie. God, how far could she keep falling. This was wrong on so many levels, and not just because he was married. She knew if her door was locked that no one would bother them. Hell, most would see the closed door and just keep walking by. But still, to be doing what she hoped they would be doing on campus was just… She felt a tremor of excitement ripple throughout her body. It was hot as hell. That’s what it was.
She slowed her steps as they neared the outer office, making sure no one was paying them any attention. Luckily, the hall was deserted, so no one even saw them enter the office. As soon as they were inside, she closed and locked the door. Even if Nick arrived to see her, he would see the door shut and assume she wasn’t inside. No one had a key to her office except her. They were safe.
For now.
She walked over to the desk, setting her purse on the corner as she turned and face
Hey, my lovely readers, some medical emergencies have propped up and have derailed for me for a little while, but I'll be back, don't worry. Valerie still has to face the men at the poker game, and what will Dean do now that he's seen Valerie come out of her office with Scott? Stay tuned. Answers will soon be given.
Why had Dean been sitting outside of her office? Even more worrisome to her, though, what had he overheard? She closed her eyes as she stood outside of her classroom and took a deep breath, trying to settle her nerves. Dean had simply smirked at her before he left, not even bothering to say a word as he walked out of her outer office. Scott tried to assure her that Dean more than likely heard nothing, but she wasn’t convinced. With the way Dean behaved most times, she wouldn’t put it past him to press his ear to the door, listening in on everything that Scott did to her on her desk. Opening her eyes, she took another deep breath and opened the door to her final class of the day, bracing for Dean’s smirks and sarcastic quips. God, she hated that kid. However, while he sat slumped in his chair for the entire hour grinning at her, he kept his mouth shut, even when she told him to put his phone away at the beginning of class. Of course, that didn’t keep her from being a
She stared at the outfit Holly had laid out on the bed for her, a skimpy red plaid skirt with a short-sleeve button-down white shirt, along with a scribbled note informing her that the redhead would not be a part of the festivities tonight. A schoolgirl uniform. Really? Isn’t that a little too much on the nose? She sighed as she lifted the clothes off the bed, holding them out in front of her. Something hit her foot, and she glanced down, noticing a pair of knee-high white socks. Of course, there were no panties, bra, or shoes to go with the outfit. Probably didn’t matter. The way things usually went whenever Damien planned something for her, she wouldn’t be in them long. She glanced down at her watch. She had an hour before she was to be upstairs. Of course, her nerves twisted in her stomach as if she were walking up to the third floor right now. Tossing her outfit on the bed, she headed for the shower, hoping to wash her nervousness away. While sh
“Get your ass to the door and open it,” Damien snapped when she simply stood there staring at him. “You’ve got some men to serve, and I want you to be the perfect distraction tonight.” She looked at him strangely. “Distraction?” A cocky grin spread across his lips. “Well, if they’re focused on your ass and tits, they won’t be paying much attention to their cards, now will they?” He chuckled as he motioned for her to move to the door. “I should be able to rake in all the cash tonight if you do your job right.” “And just what is my job tonight?” She took a deep breath, steeling her resolve for whatever would happen over the next few hours, knowing she would be a toy for whoever walked through that door. The short skirt swished around her legs as she walked, reminding her that the bottom of her ass was quite visible to whomever wanted to look. “Your job is to keep them horny as hell, so that they’re more focused on their dicks and your bo
The men sat around the table, cards in their hands and a pile of colored chips in the middle. Valerie had made sure their glasses stayed full and fetched chips, pretzels, or even sandwiches if they asked. Each time, Nick slid his hand up her leg to her ass, sometimes fingering her drenched folds before dropping his hand again and winking at her. Miles and Keith hadn’t been as brazen, but they each ogled her breasts, and Miles glided a finger down her cleavage once as he stared deeply into her eyes and a salacious grin on his lips. Scott had seemed uncomfortable for the first couple of hands, watching as she allowed the other men to touch and grope her, slapping her ass and pinching her legs. He also said nothing when Damien yanked her down onto his lap, making her spread her legs as he bounced her up and down. Scott kept his comments to himself, but he squirmed as he watched the shenanigans without participating. It was obvious he didn’t know how to behave, and from what Val
Miles Jacobs won the first hand, much to Nick’s chagrin, which meant Miles now controlled Valerie. Her pussy throbbed at the thought, nervous about what the math teacher would make her do. Damien patted her ass, pushing her toward the other man. “She’s all yours until the end of the next hand. Use her wisely.” He winked at Miles, and Valerie felt a tremor of anticipation ripple through her as she slid off Damien’s leg and moved over to Miles. She cut her gaze to Scott, who watched her round the table, his eyes riveted to her as she walked. He had said little since Damien filled him in on her role in Damien’s life, focusing on the game. She wasn’t sure how he would use her or if he even would if he won a hand. The fact that he remained and continued to play poker had shocked her, but she was glad he was there. She looked forward to more adventures with him. “Stop right there,” Miles said as he leaned back in his chair, a salacious grin on his face as he raked
Valerie stared over at Nick, her eyes wide as the remnants of her orgasm subsided. His cocky grin told her everything she needed to know. She lost. Even if she saw it as more of a tie, she still lost in their eyes. That’s the only way they would allow it to go. She jerked her gaze to Damien and noticed the same look on his face. There would be no help there. Of course there wouldn’t. He would want to see her humiliated more than any of them, as this was his game to begin with. She then turned to Scott, and he was simply staring at her, his brows raised slightly, disbelief covering his face. Valerie felt the shame color her cheeks as she sat up straighter on Keith’s leg, suddenly feeling self-conscious. She turned to Keith, hoping to persuade him, but before she could even open her mouth to protest, he simply swatted her thigh and told her it was time to make the rounds. “Each guy here gets to give you five swats on your ass,” Keith reminded her. “And
Damien showed no mercy as he administered her spanking, alternating his hand between cheeks, and with the humiliating position she was in, she was glad Dean had failed to appear at the poker game. It would be bad enough facing her co-workers after this without having to face one of her students as well.She cried out with each swat, begging Damien to stop, but knowing he wouldn’t. Thrashing on his lap, she felt his arm around her waist, holding her in place to receive her punishment. And, with each smack of his hand, she felt her honey burn hotter, dripping from her pussy in her horniness. She desperately wanted to be fucked, craving some form of release.When he finished spanking her, Damien grabbed her by the hair and yanked her head up. “Now, what do you say?”Her breathing came out in ragged gasps as tears flowed down her cheeks. “Thank you, sir, for spanking me.”She felt him rub her ass with his other hand. “Oh, m
Her breath caught in her throat for a quick second as she glanced around the table at all the naked men ready to fuck her. Her honey dripped as she gripped the edge of the table, the taste of Keith’s cum still on her tongue.“Since it’s my turn to be in control, I think I’ll take the first turn at that pussy of hers,” Nick said as he walked around the table to where Valerie’s legs dangled over the side.Miles reached out, massaging her tit, his callused hands grazing her sensitive nipples, causing shivers of pleasure to ripple through her. “Then I’ll take that mouth of hers.” He slid his hand up her chest to her neck and then to her hair, gripping a fistful of her dark locks and dragging her over to where he stood.She felt her body slide across the table, chips and cards falling to the floor. Reaching out, she took his cock in her hand and pulled him closer to her, if only to stop him from pulling her by her