New job; new colleagues; new challenges. It'd been a busy few months since I began my new job as a Deputy Head, and a challenge building new relationships with my new colleagues - I was new, and had to build a different dynamic, having come from a teaching role into a leadership role where I was mostly out of class. Despite this, I'd settled well and built some good new relationships, but my higher up role meant I hadn't even considered the type of relationship I'd had with some of my colleagues at my old school, which involved fucking them at any given opportunity, and even bringing some of them home to my wife - my very bisexual Erica, who loves both to share me and to hear stories of other couplings I may have had away from her. It wouldn't do to have anyone think I wanted to abuse my position, after all.
No, my new colleagues had no idea the sort of relationship I have with my wife, and it had meant almost a bit of a dry spell in terms of our expanded sexual network - our sex life was great as always, but we'd only had one threesome (with her friend and Teaching Assistant, Rhea) in the months since my mind blowing Leaving Party from my old job (please see my stories for more detail!).
That said, I haven't gone blind, and appreciate the sights on offer at my new school: Layla, my class partner, is a slim blonde who was a good laugh and has recovered very well from having her own first child nearly two years ago to have a great body, with a cracking arse; Annie, the Year 6 teacher, is a slim brunette about five years younger than I, who is probably a little thinner than my usual taste, but is very pretty and maintains a lovely looking pair of tits; Jayda in Year 1 is a lot younger - a 22 year old ECT whose perky chest cannot be ignored; Ella, working as HLTA, is a pretty brunette with an even prettier smile, who I always enjoy sharing a grin with, and particularly enjoy seeing on a day she teaches PE, as the sight of her in her skintight leggings always sends a little jolt of heat around me; and Leanne, another TA who is short, slim and extremely pretty. Unfortunately, all of the ladies on my radar in my new setting are very much married, except for Jayda, who is young enough to be off my radar really, although I wouldn't say no, and will certainly continue to enjoy the view!
So, it's been a very different few months for me, with more pressure, less time for myself or my family, and a significant change in dynamics and personnel at work also directly having an impact on my/our sex life.
So when Ofsted came (school inspectors, for any non-British readers), the pressure to perform was immense - I was receiving a Deep Dive into my subject area and knew if I messed up, the whole school, and therefore the whole staff, would be affected. The two days was stressful for everyone, but at the end of the second day I and the other leaders were able to share news of a resounding success with the staff. There were cheers and heartfelt speeches of thanks for everyone's hard work, as well as several cakes and alcohol free prosecco (it was a Thursday after all) which seemed to appear from nowhere.
After a while, people began to head home - we were working again in the morning, after all, and I had agreed to lock up so the other leaders could get home a short while before. People disappeared off to their classrooms to collect bags, and I made my way to the front entrance, congratulating and thanking my colleagues as they left, even getting a few hugs in return.
Finally, the only person I hadn't seen go past me was Ella. I sent her a quick message to check if she'd gone, and received a response almost immediately - "Don't lock me in! Got a present for you in your office."
Now, call it intuition, call it habit, even call it muscle memory, from my years at my previous school, but my blood starting redirecting to my cock before I finished reading. I had no reason to suspect anything of Ella - she's married, couple of kids - one even goes to our school... but by the time I reached my office I was rock hard, and quickly tucked myself into the waistband of my boxers before I opened the door.
Ella had turned on the two lamps in the room rather than the main light, and in the dim light I saw her perched on the edge of the large round table in her black dress and leggings, legs crossed, with that dazzling smile on her face.
"Well done Mr. MysteryTe," she grinned. "You've helped us through a pretty stressful time haven't you?"
