Nikki stood in the vice principals office looking anywhere but the stern man's face. Ashamed did not begin to describe the way she felt right now.
"What exactly do you have to say for yourself, Miss Carlson?" Mr. Robinson asked quietly.
"I'm really sorry, sir. We were just experimenting; it wasn't going to go any further. Trust me," she added caustically.
The young man at her side chuckled softly only to turn away from her sudden rage-filled glare. Mr. Robinson cleared his throat and the two looked back to the floor.
"You seem to disagree, Mr. Tyler?" he asked.
"Uh, no sir..."
"Then what the hell is so funny?" the man demanded as the boy began to fidget.
"N-nothing, sir," he replied quietly.
Jake Robinson knew exactly what the little turd meant. And he could honestly say that he was surprised. Not about Henry Tyler trying to get his rocks off at school. That was common place. He was on the football team and a number of them had a way with the girls. In fact, this wasn't even the third time he'd caught Henry with a girl this year, though the situation was a good deal more innocent than any other so far.
No, the surprise was that the slut in question today was Nikki Carlson. She was a good student, made good grades, extracurricular activities, a serious tomboy and a very sweet girl. What was she doing with Henry's dick in her mouth during class? Surely she silly enough to think he was 'the one', was she?
He could honestly say that when he'd walked up on the freshly turned eighteen year-olds, he felt envy. She was really going at it with her shirt on the ground beside her and that little prick was getting more action than he needed. Nikki was definitely better developed than her baggy jeans and t-shirts let on. Her hips and thighs were thick, but not fat. Her stomach was fairly toned and her breasts were gorgeous. She kept her hair tied back in a ponytail and he was constantly making her remove her favored baseball cap. He'd actually gotten in the habit since he caught sight of her face earlier in the year. She had a nice milk chocolate complexion with bright brown, almond shaped eyes and little button nose with full lips that really begged to be kissed. She was a student, but she was also a very hot young woman. Too bad she was wasting her time with little pricks like Henry.
She didn't have much of a reputation for this sort of thing. There were rumors floating around that she gave great head, but she'd never even had a boyfriend publicly. But she said that she'd been experimenting?
He glanced back at Henry, whose eyes were glued to Nikki's chest with an almost longing expression. He also noticed Henry was hard. That little shit was really still expecting to finish? Not likely.
"Well, first things first. Henry, you should head to the gym. Immediately. Coach Keith will be expecting you. Since you seem to have so much energy, you can spend your last few hours on campus on the field. I'll be filling out the papers for your out of school suspension for the next week, calling your parents and of course recommending you be benched for a month in the meantime," Mr. Robinson said quietly.
"You can't do that! The season is just about to start - we've got scouts coming out!" Henry yelled completely forgetting where he was and who he was talking to.
Mr. Robinson stood to his full height and leaned over the desk.
"Boy, you better watch your tone. I don't care about your scouts or your college career; just like you didn't when you put your dick above your common sense! And you are lucky that this is all I'm going to do. Now get to the gym and get out of my sight or I'll drag you down there myself and I hope you give me a reason to knock you out!" he yelled as he pointed to the door.
With a scathing look at the other man, he gathered the remains of his dignity and walked out quietly. Mr. Robinson was one of the scarier administrators in the school and no one wanted to mess with him.
He was in his early thirties and very tall. He wasn't bulky, but he did have meat and muscle to back up all six feet and four inches of him. He was incredibly dark skinned. Almost mahogany. He had eyes so dark brown they looked black that fit perfectly with his stern, strong featured face. The ladies on the staff gave him more than an appraising eye, but he had no interest in screwing around at work. Just wasn't worth it. Besides, his last breakup was insane and he was enjoying the downtime. He did suppose that shaving his head made him look a bit older than his years, but it worked with the kids. They seemed to respect him more than his younger looking coworkers.
He pulled out his walkie-talkie and called Coach Keith.
"Yellow, Rob! What's up?" the jovial man replied.
"Just sent Henry your way. He's not going to be starting this month. And I'm suspending him."
"Ouch. Fooling around with another girl here?"
"That's right."
"Oh, well. I told him to keep it in his pants. Good thing I've got some real good prospects this year or I'd be worried."