Debbie had 3 major flaws. If you could call them flaws. She preferred to call them assets
1) She had a 38-24-36 body that she loved and knew that men loved it as well. Especially as she never wore a bra
2) She was an exhibitionist and a tease. She loved showing her body off as much and as often as possible without making it totally obvious.
3) She was highly sexed and a closet slut. She loved to be used sexually, taken if you like, as she could always say it wasn't her fault. Although to outward appearances she was always confident aloof and untouchable
I only mention this because it may go some way to explain some of the situations she finds herself in. She also has the luck to be married to a man who encourages her to express her sexual freedom whenever she wishes.
As an auction valuation officer for a London auction house Debbie had to commute to the city on a daily basis something she hated. So when her husband got the job as school caretaker and offered her a job as his assistant she readily took up his offer. Now there is nothing glamorous in being a glorified cleaner but she loved the total lack of pressure and enjoyed supervising the cleaners each day. She even had her own section to clean to add to her meagre income as well as covering for any cleaners that had time off.
Being a live on site school caretaker was a 24hour job but of course her husband could only legally work a 12 hour day so they worked in shifts. He would work 7am till 5pm and she did 5pm till all the after school clubs were finished. This would include any late evening bookings made by school clubs or things like school fetes or the school end of term dance so she could sometimes still be working after 11pm. This of course played havoc with their personal life as when she finished work he was usually asleep or too tired for much of a sex life. One of the advantages to working late shift was she didn't need to worry too much about how she dressed as most of the time there were no pupils on site so she would wear just a thong and her smock, which had a zip up and zip down. When she knew all pupils were gone she could pull the top zip down and the bottom zip up a little to keep cool. Giving the impression of wearing a low cut top with a mini skirt. The school of course was 90% glass and like a greenhouse
On a normal day her last job would be the drama hall which was a separate block from the main building It had reflective glass so nobody could see in but let all the light in to make it a light and bright work space Tuesday's and Thursday's there was an after school club so she couldn't get in till after 6pm. As she was alone her zip was usually down just below her breasts and above her knees. Sometimes of course due to all the arm movement with sweeping and mopping the zips would shift up or down, but it never worried her as she was always locked in by herself. Or so she thought.
She was just finishing work on the Tuesday of her second week when she heard a noise coming from the drama teachers office. As she spun round she saw Mr Jameson heading towards the exit.
"Sorry Debbie." He said, "I hope I didn't startle you."
"Just a little." She said, aware that her zips were exposing most of her body to some degree or other. "I thought I was alone in here."
"Oh no I don't usually leave till after you have left. But I have a meeting today."
"Oh so you have been here all the time for the last two weeks then." She said not only aware of where his eyes were but also of a slight bulge in his trousers.
"Yes sorry. I thought you knew as you never come in to clean the office."
"No sorry I didn't know I was supposed to but I will do it in future."
"Ok." He said with a smile, "I will let you get on. Goodnight."
As she watched him walk away Debbie smiled. She was pretty certain he had been spying on her through the one way glass in his office. The thought quite excited her.
One thing about Debbie was she always knew what men or teachers ogled her as she walked around the school and played up to them. It was a problem she had since she was a teenager and she used it to her benefit. And pleasure.
The following day she did the drama office and looked through the window at what Jameson could have seen. The conclusion was probably anything that may have been on display. When Thursday came around she had worked herself up to a pitch knowing that she was going to tease him terribly.
As she entered the drama room she locked herself in as usual. Her bottom zip was undone just enough to hide her pussy but her top zip was down to her navel. She started off furthest away from the office, bending down and over as much as possible, always facing the office. Once the main room was done she opened the office door and leaned in, tits on full display.
"Ok to do in here?" She asked.
"Err, yes of course." he said pushing back on his chair.
She knew what he wanted and duly obliged. Her pussy was throbbing and she knew she was wet. She bent over and reached under the desk for the rubbish bin and then turning her back to him bent over and emptied it into a black rubbish bag. By the time the bin was replaced he was already hard. Just above his head was a display cabinet with several trophies in so she reached up and one by one took them out and cleaned them off. Each time she reached up he had a full view of her thong covered pussy, and she knew he could smell her arousal. Then she turned and slowly dusted off his desk, her bum only a foot from his face. She dropped his pen on the floor in front of him and bent down to pick it up, lingering as she raised her head and looked into his eyes, which of course were firmly glued to her tits which were almost totally on show.
"Nice." She said
"err sorry." He stammered.
"The pen." She smiled, still crouched down. "An old Parker isn't it?"
"Err yes. Yes it was my grandfather's" He reached out for it.