Called to the Principals Office

The phone on his desk, then the watch on his wrist vibrated, signaling a text. When Zach looked at the watch, it read, "Can you stop down at the beginning of your plan?"

He resumed his lecture, but once he finished and got his students working on their assignment, he returned to his desk, picked up his phone and replied, "Yeah, sounds like you've had a fun morning so far."

A few moments later, a reply came in, "You only know the half of it."

He sighed and turned his focus back to the essays he was grading. Zach Roberts taught 12th Grade AP English and as the year began to wrap up, all the craziness had begun to hit. Not only were things hectic in his class as he prepped his students for the AP Exams, things around the school were beginning to get crazy also, which is what the text he received were talking about.

Zach's wife Connie was one of the assistant principals of his building that oversaw the curriculum and discipline of the 9th and 10th graders, which were traditionally the neediest grades, and this year's 10th graders were putting it to the test. Her position had been newly created the year before after the consolidation of two schools; normally there would have been a need for him to transfer because of the supervisor/employee relationship, but because she wasn't his direct supervisor, his qualifications, his performance as an AP teacher, plus, the teacher shortage in their small district, the district decided to not make him transfer to one of the middle schools.

The entire week had been filled with multiple fights, students vaping in the bathroom, a student having seizures due to a vape with what was suspected to be a potent dosage of THC; those things coupled with state testing, a state visit concerning special education, and the normal end of year stuff had just added to the crazy.

Things had been so hectic that the couple had barely seen each other the past week; Connie was often out of bed and gone before Zach was up. Plus, with Zach starting his summer job at the local golf course, meaning they were only getting an hour or so of an evening to see each other. In that hour, they were both two tired to do anything except veg on the couch and watch something stupid before going to bed and passing out. They had decided earlier in the week that after work today, they were heading to Connie's family's cabin for the weekend to relax and resume their attempts at getting pregnant, something that had fallen by the wayside over the past few weeks.

After the bell rang and Zach told his students to have a good weekend, he stepped into the hall to do hall duty, then with that done, he grabbed some things he needed to drop off in the ISS room, then made his way downstairs. He dropped the papers off in ISS, then made his way down the back hallway to Connie's temporary office. With summer remodeling starting early due to other projects, Connie had been moved to the back of the building into an old classroom while her original office was divided in half to create a new secure entrance.

While it was out of the way, she was able to get a lot of work done because people either didn't know where she was, or just forgot that she was back there. They had originally assigned her one of the secretaries, but she was soon pulled to help with attendance counts as prom neared, leaving Connie to herself. He walked up to the door and saw that the shade was pulled, so rather than knocking, he texted "I'm outside, want me to come back?"

He saw the message deliver, then be read. He waited a few more moments before hearing a faint walking on the old hardwoods, then the door opened, causing him to step back as Connie opened the door. He smiled, taking her in for the first time that day, "Hey beautiful."

She returned his smile, "Hey yourself, come on in." He walked past her, their hand grazing. After he passed her, she quickly glanced down the hall, then shut the door. She turned from the door and found Zach sitting in one of the chairs in front of her desk watching her with a smile on his face. They had been together since they sophomores in college, married right after graduation, and now had been married almost 10 years. Even after 13 years, he still managed to give her butterflies. She laughed aloud at his shorts and polo shirt, commenting, "Isn't a little early for shorts?"

He shook his head, "Nope, room is hot because they still haven't fixed my AC."

She sighed and shook her head, "I'll make a note to get them on it, I know you're not the only one."

He nodded and watched her, taking her in as she walked around her desk. Unlike his more casual appearance, Connie was still all business casual. On this day, her thin frame was dressed in a green t-shirt from the previous year's student teacher basketball game and a denim skirt that buttoned in the front and came to just above her knee. As she walked around her desk, he snuck a peak at her ass and then noticed her hair, feeling himself twitch a bit. Connie wore glasses sometimes instead of contacts, and today was one of those days, her hair had clearly been done that morning, but was held up off her neck in a clip, currently, her loose curls were doing their best to escape the clip. As she sat down, he smiled as the image of her as a sexy librarian drifted through his brain. He quickly shook it off and said, "So busy morning?"

She sighed and said, "You have no idea." She spent the next five minutes relaying everything that had gone on with the random discipline, along with her Central Office meeting, and the latest updates to state testing.

As she wrapped up, he said, "Well at least it's Friday, and we've got the weekend at the cabin to look forward to."

She sighed and bowed her head, before looking back up and saying, "I don't think I'm going to make it, which is why you're here."

Zach chuckled checking his watch, "It's like 1245, I don't think you have a choice."

Connie stood up, placed her hands on her desk and leaned forward, "NO Zach I'm going crazy, I need you to fix it."

Based on her tone, Zach's mind began to wander; he looked at her inquisitively, and asked "Fix it how?"

"Well, I figure we have 35 minutes before next period, my phone is on do not disturb, and calendar shows I am on a video conference."

"So, we are all alone?"

She walked around and sat on the edge of the desk, "All alone."

He smirked, "Are you sure you want to cross that line?"

She unbuttoned the bottom two buttons on her skirt, allowing her to spread her legs a bit more and his eyes were immediately drawn to the space between them. She made eye contact with him and said, "Oh I'm very sure, plus I'm ovulating according to Flo."

He stood and after pressing her knees apart slightly, stepped between them and said, "I always wanted to fuck my boss."

She smirked and hooked her fingers into his belt loops and pulled him closer before replying, "You've been doing that for the last year and a half, just not at work. Want to change that?"

"Oh, for sure." They pressed their lips together, kissing passionately for a few moments as Connie shifted more to the edge of her desk, pressing them tighter together. They broke their kiss and Zach began to unbutton his shorts and Connie hurriedly began to move things on her desk so as not to knock them off.

Zach pushed his shorts to the ground and as he went to push his underwear down, he looked up and saw Connie looking at him, he paused, stood up, and placed his hands on her thighs. He leaned back in to kiss her; while their tongues flicked against each other, his hands began to shift inward, undoing each button before reaching the last one at her waist. With her skirt undone, he broke their kiss and stood up again, taking her in with her skirt laid open underneath her and her smooth skin covered with only a pair of black seamless panties. He knelt in front of her, "Are these new?"

Connie inhaled sharply at the tickle of his breath on her thighs and replied, "Yes, now get up here."

He chuckled and reached up to her hips, pulling her panties down her long legs and exposing her smooth, bare pussy. He moved his face closer and smiled as he took in her scent and the sight of her small, glistening lips, that were already slightly puffy as she became more turned on. As his lips neared hers, he looked up and said, "I haven't seen you since your treatment Tuesday, I want to enjoy it."

He reached his tongue out, dipping it between her lips as she let out a soft moan. As he began to lick and suck on her lips, Connie continued to softly to moan, but did manage to get out, "Okay, but you can't spend all day down there."

He smiled and chuckled, causing a vibration to run through her lips and she let out another moan. For the next few minutes Zach expertly made his way around her pussy, knowing just when to suck, flick or even nibble. Like the rest of her, Connie's pussy was dainty, and Zach couldn't get enough of it; there were many nights that he would spend 20 to 30 minutes eating her out and fingering her until she was begging him to fuck her or let her suck his cock. After a few moments, Connie's hand grabbed the back of his head and pulled it into her. A small orgasm quaked through her body causing her to let out a slightly louder moan before she clamped her hand over her mouth to stifle it. He slowed his licking, cleaning up her sweet wetness before standing up and taking in her flushed face as she finished recovering from her orgasm.

She gestured to him to finish with his underwear, causing him to chuckle at her speechlessness, something that had freaked him out the first time he made her cum, but now was just an endearing fact about her that he loved. As he pushed his boxers down, his cock sprung free, causing her to say, "That's what I want."

He stepped back between her legs, then placed his hands on her hips, sliding her closer to him until the head of his cock rested against her lips, savoring the warmth from it before saying, "What, is my tongue not good enough?"

She rolled her eyes as she wiggled her hips, trying to get closer to him, but scowled at him as he pulled his hips back. His teasing was annoying her, but it was a game she was used to, so rather than play, she smiled up at him, batted her eyes under her glasses and said, "Your tongue is wonderful, and I guess it's good you got to eat it now because I plan on you putting so much cum inside of me this weekend, you're not going to want to eat it."

Zach's eyes rolled back in his head as he groaned at her dirty talk. Knowing she was right, he pressed his hips back to her pelvis and with a unison moan, his head split her lips and with him pulling her to him, he slipped the remaining six and a half inches of his cock into her; they both groaned as their pelvises met.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his lips to hers as he began thrusting. It took them a moment to get their rhythm down that didn't involve her being pushed back onto the desk further, and for him to not bang his knees on the desk, but once they did, they muffled each other's moans with their kiss. As Zach sped up, Connie gripped him tighter and wrapped her legs around him, holding onto him to the point where her ass only hit the desktop when he pushed all the way into her.

Thanks to her earlier orgasm, Connie was primed and within another minute or so of his thrusting, she broke their kiss and buried her head into the crease of his neck and shoulder, moaning as her second orgasm rolled through her body. Zach felt her body tense, then heard the muffled moan as her walls began to contract around him. He did his best to maintain his rhythm and prolong her pleasure, but he was quickly stymied by the grip her walls held on him, causing him to stop before he risked her pushing him out.

As her orgasm dissipated, she pulled her head from his neck and pressed her forehead against his as she felt her ass come back to the desk. She realized that he had been supporting her and while she only weighed 125lbs, she still felt bad and said, "Holy shit. I didn't realize you were holding me. Sorry."

"Don't worry about it, you don't weigh anything."

She leaned in, kissing him before pulling away and saying, "You haven't cum, have you?"

"No, I don't think I'm allowed to cum like this."

She giggled and thought back to their decision to start trying to get pregnant and how she had read about not finishing where gravity could draw the sperm out of her. Zach had told her that was bullshit, but he entertained her insistence that he could only cum in her during missionary, doggy, or spooning. She knew that like most men, Zach loved to fuck her from behind and she loved it too, even if her hips and ass weren't the biggest. She pecked his lips again, squeezing his cock with her pussy and said, "That's right, so how would you like me? Doggy?"

They made eye contact, and she could see Zach thinking, before he replied, "As much as bending you over this desk would be a sight, I think seeing you on it would be just as fun."

Zach scooted closer to the desk, and with his arms around her, gently lowered her until her back came to rest on the desk. She pulled her feet up, doing her best to grip the edge with her toes, but also holding on with her arms. She looked up at him and said, "Like this?"

He smirked devilishly, "Missing one thing."

"What's that?"

"This." Before she could react, his hands had slipped up her side, pushing her t-shirt up her body and over her bra encased breasts.

She let out a little squeal at her new exposure, "Zach!"

He chuckled, "Calm down, I want to see all of you when I fill you up. I like the matching set."

She groaned as his words sent a jolt to her pussy; he was right, she always matched her bra and panties color, it made her feel sexy, but she had bought the set she was wearing just for this trip, knowing Zach loved the black against her pale skin. She snaked her hands around his arms, reaching between the cups and saying, "Then you'll love this." With a quit maneuver of her hands, she undid the front clasp, then pulled the cups apart, exposing her breasts.

Zach leaned down, kissed her hard and in an almost growl said, "Fuck you're sexy."

"So are you when you're fucking me, so get to it."

She moved her hands back to the edge, gripping it as she felt Zach's hands come to her hips, pulling her tight against him, then being thrusting. She could see the passion in his eyes and feel it in his motions as he took control; she loved this type of sex where their love and passion for each other was manifesting in physical form, and like she always did, she let herself go, losing herself in the moment and the pleasure.

With each thrust, Connie moaned, and Zach let out a grunt, becoming more turned on with each thrust. He sped up to a quicker rhythm, realizing that he couldn't take the time to enjoy this like their usual hour-long sessions, but instead he had to be back in class in probably 15 minutes, so he began to thrust in earnest. With each thrust, he felt the walls of her pussy massaging his cock, and hearing her moan his name, then bite her hand so as not to go overboard. What finally sent him over the edge was when her third orgasm of the day washed over her, and her eyes shot open as her small breasts jiggled and moaned, "Oh fuck, give it to me baby!"

With a final thrust and pulling her against him, Zach moaned, "Oh Connie!" and began to cum deep inside of her.

Their orgasms pulsed through them simultaneously, both being prolonged by the others; her walls massaged him, coaxing as much cum from him as possible, and the feeling of the hot squirts hitting her insides caused her to whimper in pleasure. Finally, after what seemed like forever, both of their orgasms waned, and they both came back to the reality of the world. He leaned down to kiss her, softly stroking her face as they softly nipped at each other, savoring a moment of quiet.

After their breathing had begun to return to normal, along with their heart rates, Connie whispered, "Thanks for taking the edge off."

He smiled and stupidly grinned, "No thank you. My afternoon will be so much better."

They both laughed as he stood up, careful to not slip out of her, trying to savor the feeling and moment as long as possible. Connie finally turned her head to see the clock read 1:22 and say, "You better get your stuff together, 7th period starts soon."

He frowned, "Can't I just stay here the rest of the day."

She laughed, "No, you have to go back to class. I promise there will be more this weekend."

"There had better!" They both laughed, then Zach continued, "So how do we want to do this?"

"Well, you need to pull out, and I need my panties."

Zach did so, carefully pulling out as Connie continued to grip him, making sure as much cum stayed inside her as possible. When he slipped free, they both groaned; Zach bent down, and handed her the black underwear that had been tossed to the floor. He grabbed a couple tissues from her desk, he cleaned himself up, then began to find his own underwear and shorts; both laughing when they realized he had kept his sneakers on.

As he dressed, Connie stretched her legs out and pulled her panties on, then adjusted her ass against her skirt, flipped the ends over, and began to button it while still laying down. With it fixed, she reached up and clasped her bra, then shimmied her body to adjust her shirt over her torso.

When they were both presentable, Connie finally stood up and moved to her chair, and with Zach's help, they put the desktop back in order. Finally with two minutes before the bell, Zach said, "I think it's back to normal."

Connie nodded, "I agree, now you need to get back to class."

Zach laughed, "Yes boss."

Connie rolled her eyes, "You're such a dork sometime."

Zach smiled to himself and walked to the door, he paused before opening it and said, "Yeah, but this dork just filled your pussy with cum, and I know you want more."

As her mouth fell open in shock, Zach opened the door and made his way out of her office. With him gone, she couldn't help but smirk at his audacity as she thought to herself, "That shithead."

No sooner as she turned to check her email, the door popped back open and Zach stuck his head in, "I love you. We can leave whenever you're ready this afternoon."

She smiled and shook her head, "We can leave about four."

"See you then."

***13 Months Later***

Prom was beginning to wind down and the kids were slowly starting to make their way out, heading to god only knew what parties that were being thrown around the area. Zach looked around and didn't see Connie; being her first big even since returning from maternity leave about six weeks ago, he figured that she was at a table resting and watching the festivities wind down.

As he looked around and didn't see her, he asked one of the chaperones, "Hey have you seen my wife?"

The woman nodded, "I think she was headed to her office to pump."

Zach nodded and thanked the woman, making his way towards Connie's office. Since Eli, their son had been born, they had fallen into the routine of parenthood well; sure, there were a lot of sleepless nights, but they took it in stride and with the help of their parents, their growing family was doing well. One thing that was a perk, at least to Zach, was that Connie had chosen to breastfeed. She enjoyed the bonding with Eli, and when she fed him, it was one of the most beautiful things Zach had ever seen. But selfishly, Zach got to enjoy that her breasts had grown from a pre-pregnancy B-cup to a C or a D-cup depending on how much milk she had produced.

Zach rounded the corner into the back hallway. After the remodel, Connie had convinced their head principal to leave her back there for supervision since the hallway was being used more by students as a pass through between the cafeteria, the parking lot, and the science wing. When he approached the door, he saw the familiar blue tag with the cow on it hanging from her handle. He smiled and knocked gently, "Hey, it's me."