Jake nodded, wondering where this was headed. "A rumor is circulating through the school that you are, well, involved with Mrs. Hall."Jake knew he mus...t have looked like a deer in the headlights, and figured denying their involvement would be counterproductive. He merely sat, waiting for the woman to continue."Now Mr. Whitman, these gentlemen are Mr. Boston from the school board, and Mr. Wellman from the Teachers Association. They are here to investigate the rumors that Mrs. Hall is involved in. Now, it was her bedroom, the bedroom of a woman. She interrupted. I said yes. Then I saw her. She was standing in front of the mirror. She was wearing a pink satin saree, and her back was naked. She asked me, “Can you please hook my blouse?”I was looking at the back. She saw it and said, “Stop it and hook my blouse.” I went near her, took her blouse, and started putting its hook. Suddenly the hook broke. She said, “Ouch.” We both started laughing. She said, “Open wardrobe. There is a safety. "Any problems between the two of you will lead to your instant dismissal, Miranda," she warned. "Do I make myself clear?" "Yes Miss Graham," I acknowledged. I flashed him a glance and saw that arrogant grin spreading across his face. I knew I was in for it. And there was nothing I could do, except leave my job. And I couldn't afford to do that. He acted quickly. Back in my office, or rather his office, he read me the riot act and gave me a severe dressing down within earshot of the other girls. She wanted me to fuck her. Both naked, I had brought her to orgasm twice with my fingers and mouth. She had masturbated me to completion as well. Learning the art of felatio, she had me fully erect and desired using her success. I wanted to lie between her thighs and gaze at her body and her face, both beautiful, as I sent my penis inside the heat and the wet and the liveliness of her interior. I couldn't believe her beauty and that she hid it away in clothing and shyness. I wanted to bring her.