I wonder how you say in Spanish, "You have gorgeous tits"? Maybe I should ask her? Every time she bends down to take something out of her briefcase, I get a glimpse of her nipples. Something tells me she knows that she is driving me wild with lust. Showing up for a job interview without a bra, wearing a red silk blouse with three buttons undone is certainly meant to send a signal. I think the word for breast is "pecho." What have I got to lose? She is the one flashing her tits and she is the one hoping to teach Spanish here in the Fall. "Senorita Torres, tu tienes pechos magnificos."
A sly smile was her initial response. Her eyes glanced down at her cleavage and then locked directly into my eyes. "I wondered if you'd notice. I thought it might help me stand out. The thing is, I really need this job, Mr. Murphy. I wanted this interview to stay in your memory."
I stared unabashedly at her tits and then down her beautiful legs, covered only slightly by a sexy white miniskirt, and then back up to her large almond eyes and perfect full lips. "I am sure with your obvious assets you could be a very successful model, why do you want to be a teacher?"
"Because I would like to use my mind, not just my body, if you know what I mean. I want to be able to decide for myself when to exercise my mind and when to satisfy my body. In modeling, the choice is not yours. It's all about your body and never about your mind."
I had been the Principal of Bay Ridge High for only a week and already I have encountered two unexpected perks. One was sitting two feet away from me in my rather spacious office and the other was my visually appealing secretary who, although she dressed conservatively, possessed a body right out of a wet dream.
"Well, senorita, I have to admit that you do stand out as a strong candidate for the position," I said, glancing once again at her perfect tits. "I am quite impressed with you."
Her eyes fell down to my crotch and, with a devilish grin, she replied, "Yes, I notice that you are." Of course my cock had been getting longer and harder every time she bent down, but I didn't realize that it was so obvious. Her comment only served to inflame my condition. I looked down a little sheepishly and admitted my discomfort. "If this interview goes much longer, I will be forced to excuse myself and seek some relief."
"Why would you want to excuse yourself? I would be happy to lend a helping hand." And with her dark eyes looking straight into mine, she undid another button displaying her cleavage almost to her navel. "Te gusta que ve?"
"Si," I stammered, "I like what I see very much."
She spread her blouse wide exposing the most perfect tits I had ever laid my eyes on. They were creamy coffee colored with areoles the size of half dollars and beautiful erect nipples that protruded like succulent spring blossoms. They stood out proudly from her chest without even a hint of sag. She looked down at them with obvious pride and took her nipples between the two fingers of each hand. "When I pinch my nipples, I get a shiver that runs right down to my pussy." She coyly raised her eyes. "Do you know the Spanish word for pussy?"
By this time I was trying not to lose my load in my pants. "No, what is the word for pussy in Spanish?'
"It's "gatito" – like a furry little cat – and mine is beginning to salivate." One hand left her breast and moved down between her legs. She raised her behind off the chair and hiked her skirt up exposing her sheer white thong. The nylon did not hide the small patch of pubic hair or the bulging outline of her pussy lips. She rubbed her pussy through the transparent material. "You can see how wet I am getting, can't you?" she said, her head bent forward trying to get a view of her own cunt.
"I bet you would like to put your tongue in my pussy, wouldn't you?"
I had a hard time catching my breath. "Yes, yes, I would like that," I said too quickly.
"Yes, you would like that I'll bet, Mr. Murphy. My pussy would like that too. Why don't you kneel down between my legs and suck my pussy?"
Without hesitation I dropped to my knees and dove head first into her welcoming crotch.
"Take your time," she cooed, "I like it slow at first. Run your tongue along my cunt lips and get my thong all wet and sloppy. See if you can taste my cum juice through my panties. Yes, yes, like that. Oh god, yes like that. Suck my cunt, suck my cunt! Oh yes, keep sucking my hot juicy cunt.. She reached down and pulled her thong aside. "Put your tongue right inside my pussy. I want to feel your tongue inside my cunt."
So much for the slow pace. Senorita was on fire. I pulled her cunt lips apart and licked the length of her pussy, flicking at her clit in passing. Her cum juice was flowing over my tongue and I lapped it up eagerly. I pressed her swollen clit between my lips and nibbled on it, sending a spasm through her body. With one hand she continued to squeeze her nipple and the other pressed my head into her crotch.
"Oh madre de dios, yes, yes, yes, that's it. Suck my clit. Please, please, do it."
As I sucked and licked her pussy, my mind flashed to my secretary. I was hoping she wouldn't hear some of senorita's demands, which were getting louder by the minute. Little did I know that Sally, my secretary, was watching this exhibition from her secret closet adjoining my office. This was Sally's playpen, complete with vibrators of various sizes and dildos of every description. At the moment she was using a large black dildo with a textured surface. While senorita was clamoring for more tongue action on her clit, Sally was busy fucking herself with a massive black cock. I, of course, was totally unaware that the full length mirror on my office wall was Sally's window to my clandestine activities. She had been using it for years to spy on my two predecessors and was delighted with today's matinee.
With her eyes glued to the cunt-sucking performance, and listening to the sordid monologue through a hidden speaker system, Sally muttered her own commentary while she avidly pumped the huge dildo into her pussy: "Oh yeah, suck her pussy. Get that cream flowing out of her pussy. Get her off. Make her scream."
Senorita was, meanwhile, on the brink of a colossal climax.
"Oh god, I am going to come; I'm coming, I'm coming. Fuck me, fuck me please. Stick your cock in my cunt. Quick, fuck my fucking cunt!"
I scrambled to feet, not wishing to keep the lady waiting. I hurriedly whipped out my throbbing cock while she pulled down her thong and, bending over the chair, presented me with her dripping pussy.
"Oh madre de dios, I need your cock in me now. Shove it up my cunt. I need to be fucked so bad." My cock slid up to the hilt on the first thrust. Holding her hips like handles I pulled out and again jammed my cock all the way up her hot, juicy cunt.
"Oh yes, oh god yes, fuck me harder. Don't stop, please don't stop. That feels so fucking good."
I, of course, had no intention of stopping until I had filled her pussy with my hot cum. And Sally had no intention of stopping either as she picked up the pace to a feverish level.
"Oh yeah, give it to her. Bang her with that beautiful prick. That's it, fuck her, fuck her good baby. Oh you're making me come, I'm coming, I'm coming."
The senorita was simultaneously on the threshold of her climax.
"Oh yes, fill my cunt with your cum. Fuck me all the way." Her pussy began to squeeze my cock in spasmodic sensations. I could not even verbalize the pleasure that I felt. "Ooooh, oooh yes, fuck yes."
Sally made her entrance as soon as we had resumed a more professional pose. "Sally, would you send over Miss Torres's resume to the district office with a recommendation for hiring her. Miss Torres, you should plan on coming back next week at the same time and I'll provide you with an orientation to your program. You can plan on it taking about two hours." I couldn't help but notice a smile creasing Sally's face as she led the senorita out of the office. At the door she turned and said, "Your next appointment is here. Two seniors from the cheerleading squad who have a proposition, I mean a proposal, that they want to give you."
"Sounds interesting, you can send them in." Momentarily Sally reappeared at the door and announced the girls, "This is Cassie and Tina from the cheerleading squad. By the way, your next appointment is not until two o'clock this afternoon." Again the smile.
"Hi, I'm Cassie and this is my friend Tina. It's nice to meet you." Cassie was a blond with a petite figure and bright blue eyes. Tina had dark brown hair, full lips and a gorgeous set of legs. Tina also had ample sized tits. Both wore skimpy royal blue skirts, part of a cheerleading outfit that barely covered the essentials. On top they wore cut off white tee shirts that left everything exposed from just below their breasts to a line just above their pudenda. In total they wore about 8 linear inches of clothes.
"We're here to ask for your support in starting a dance team in our school. Cheerleading is getting a little old and we would like to make a transition into dance routines during basketball games. We'd like to demonstrate some of the dance routines and get your opinion, if you have a few minutes." There wasn't much I could say except, "Sure, go for it girls."
They looked at each other with large smiles and Cassie placed her boom box on the floor. "You might want to sit over on your couch and we'll use the floor space in front of you to dance, okay?"
"Sounds good," I said as I made my way to the couch.
"We think you'll like the routine," Tina chimed in, "we've worked hard on it."
As the music began a slow beat, the girls stood facing me. They began to move to the rhythm of the beat, moving their hips in slow and very sexy circles. They stretched their arms above their heads causing their tee shirts to ride up revealing that neither was wearing a bra. The bottoms of their perky breasts peeked out below their abbreviated tee shirts causing an immediate reaction in my crotch. I could feel my face getting flushed but the girls were undaunted. They sank to their knees and then to a sitting position, spreading their legs out as far as they could. The eyes of both girls were on me as my gaze fell to their liberally revealed crotches. I expected to see spandex gym shorts but my first impression was that they were each wearing skimpy yellow thongs. They left no doubt about it when they quickly turned over to a kneeling position leaving their fully exposed ass cheeks in my view. They wiggled their asses back and forth a few times, knowing that their miniskirts were hiding nothing from my mesmerized stare. Tina rolled back to a sitting position, again spreading her lovely legs apart while looking straight into my eyes. Cassie spun around on her knees behind Tina and faced me as well, looking over Tina's head. Her hands traveled slowly down from Tina's shoulders to her breasts. Both girls kept their eyes focused on me as Tina's hands inched their way up under Cassie's tee shirt and began to gently massage her tits. Cassie's eyes closed and her tongue wet her sexy lips. Cassie then stood and turned to face Tina so that her crotch was directly in Tina's face. She gathered up her skirt in her hands, and dropped it over Tina's head. She then began to move her crotch back and forth, gyrating into Tina's face, simulating a male getting a blowjob. Cassie let out a groan as though she had climaxed. Tina fell back into a prone position with her legs again spread apart. Cassie maneuvered herself between Tina's legs supported by her arms. She began to do pushups, moving quickly up and down in a simulated act of intercourse. Again a sigh of release. The girls bounced up and faced me as the music came to an end.
"So what do you think, Mr. Murphy? We call that routine Simulations in X," Cassie said unabashedly.
"Well," I said without hesitation, "I think some members of the Board of Ed might have a little trouble with certain parts of the routine."
"Not Mr. Peterson," said Tina, "he would probably come in his pants. He's always showing up at school to check the girls out in the summer." Cassie collapsed on the other end of the couch, not seeming to care that her thong was completely exposed and her crotch was staring hungrily at me. Tina adjusted the boom box to some soft music and walked towards me. She nonchalantly pulled up her tee shirt to wipe her brow, exposing a large set of perfectly shaped tits. I stared in awe.
"Oh gosh I'm sorry," she laughed, "I forgot that I didn't have anything on underneath."
