My senior year in high school was only a month away. I was 18 and ready to get out of my dumb prissy private school. My Mom and Dad had made me spend 4 years at an all-girls private school and I hated almost all of it. Besides making it almost impossible to have a boyfriend the uniforms we had to wear were hideous.
Dark blue pleated skirts that hung to your knees, along with white button down shirts that looked like they belonged on a guy. Oh did I forget the dress shoes? Yep we had to wear some clunky black flats that I hated to look at let alone put on my feet!
With all the rules we had to live with it shouldn't surprise you to know that I got even by smoking weed whenever I could. It was my way of rebelling against the establishment, oh and once in a while when I had a boyfriend I got drunk and fortunately not pregnant.
Not that I was some kind of whore, but I did indulge in sex a few times a year when I was lucky enough to get some.
With only one month to go everything kind of blew up in my face. I'd never been in trouble at all and was totally embarrassed when the announcement came over the loud speaker in class that I should report to the office.
I picked up my back-pack and walked down to the office wondering what the hell was wrong!
When I got in the office it was almost time for the last bell of the day and the secretary....Mrs. Archibald was packing up her big old lady purse.
"Hi Emma," She said with a big smile and smeared lipstick, "Mr. Orlander wants to see you in his office."
"Do you know why?" I asked.
"No dear, now come on I'll take you in and then I have to get home."
I followed her through two twists in the office hallways and to Mr. Orlanders office door. She knocked and opened it when he said, "Come."
"Mr. Orlander, Emma is here to see you."
"Send her in and close the door on your way out."
I went in and the headmaster of the school was sitting behind this huge wooden desk reading through some papers. The door closed behind me and I stood there waiting for him to notice me.
Finally he put the papers away in a desk drawer and looked up at me across his mostly empty desk. It had a pencil holder, a phone, and a big green blotter.
"Ah Emma," He said with a smile, "Have a chair." He pointed at the wooden chair in front of his desk.
I dropped my back-pack next to it and sat down.
"I suppose you're wondering why you're here?" He said.
"Yes."
He started digging in another drawer, "It seems we have a problem.....I did a random locker search today and guess what I found in yours?"
He pulled from his drawer my new bag of weed, and tossed it down in front of him, "If I'm not mistaken this is a bag of marijuana."
I felt like a cop had just found me standing over a dead body with a smoking gun!
Orlander got up from behind his desk as my face began to turn beat red and my hands started shaking. He was over 6 foot tall with black hair. Maybe 35 or 40 and trim not a fat old man like most headmasters were. I could see his bulging biceps in his white dress shirt with the black tie as he picked up the bag and started pacing around me on my chair.
"This is a very serious thing Emma," He said calmly, "Especially since you're no longer a minor. The law is going to take a very dim view of this." He said, sitting down in front of me on his desk showing me the bag.
All I could think of was how humiliated I was going to be when the cops came and arrested me. I could picture my prissy mom and dad shaking their heads and lecturing me for the rest of my life.
"Are you going to call the cops?" I asked him with my voice cracking a bit.
"Well that's the rules now isn't it? You know we have a zero tolerance policy here." He replied.
I didn't want to hear that, and tried pleading with him, "I'm almost out of school forever......I won't be back to give you any more trouble.....could you just give me a warning this time?"
He looked like he was thinking about it and I waited for his answer.
"You know this could ruin your chance of graduating with the rest of your class because this demands that you are expelled."
All I could think was, "OH SHIT!" because I'd forgotten about that little rule but he was right. Drugs would get you expelled......it said so in the school handbook.
I was trying really hard not to start crying when I said, "Isn't there something you can do.....I've never been in trouble here before?"
"Mmmm...," He said getting back up and walking back behind me towards the door, "Let me think if there is a way out of this for you.
Tears started leaking out of my eyes and I couldn't hold it anymore and started crying. I heard a noise like he was shutting the blinds on the window of his door and then a soft click of the lock. At the time I didn't think much about that but later I realized that when he locked the door he was already thinking about his solution.
Suddenly I saw his big black shoes in front of me and felt him touching my long hair, "Such beautiful blonde hair," He said quietly, and I looked up at him with tears running down my cheeks.
He gently wiped them with his thumbs as he held my head in his big hands, "Now let's not ruin those pretty blue eyes with all those tears."
"There is a way you can make this go away if you really want it to?"
I felt some hope that maybe my crying had found a soft spot in his heart but boy was I wrong. All I knew at that moment was how much I wanted the whole problem to go away.
"What," I asked him, "I'll do whatever you ask.....detention for the rest of school, extra work, clean the bathrooms anything Mr. Orlander just tell me what you want?"
"What time do you usually get home from school?" He asked.
I thought that was a strange question but answered him, "It depends, and I was going to the mall after school today."
"So you aren't expected home right away?"
"No.....why?"
He got right in front of me and his hands were at his crotch unzipping his fly. I just watched stunned as he fished his cock out of his underwear and then it was hanging out in a big curve! I'd seen a few dicks before but his was gigantic!
"I was thinking if you did something nice for me..... that bag of weed might just end up getting flushed down the toilet."
Now I knew what he wanted from me, and I was pretty shocked at how brazen he was.
"You want me to suck your cock and then you'll let me go?" I asked, still not believing what was happening.
"Oh that's just to get started," He said, grinning at me with his huge dick hanging out of his pants, "You're going to have to do a lot more than that for me to forget calling the cops."
I just stared at his cock that was starting to get hard because he was stroking it slowly, "So do we have a deal or do I pick up that phone and forget all about my offer?"
I really didn't feel like I had much choice so I told him, "Deal."
"Good now how about taking that blouse and bra off for me."
With no way out, I started unbuttoning my blouse and took it off. I unhooked the front of my bra and dropped it on the floor as he stood there stroking his cock, that was getting really big and hard.
"Stand up and drop that skirt."
I stood up and unzipped the side and let it fall down over my shoes and stepped out of it with just my panties on.
"I must say you have the sexiest little body I've ever seen!" He told me, "Come here and hold this while I examine those nice round tits of yours."
I went over to him and took a hold of his big thick shaft as he started rubbing and squeezing my boobs.
"Perfect," He said, and bent over and sucked on my left nipple.
I stroked the big monster cock slowly for him as he did. I'd already made up my mind that I wouldn't let him make me cum. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of that....NO WAY!"
