I woke up early on that Sunday morning. Beverly was in bed next to me sound asleep. I was thinking that after the way she fucked me the night before, I may walk with a limp. She was an awesome fuck.
Most of her Amazon body was out of the covers and I was looking at it in amazement. I laughed to myself as I compared her to this guy with whom I played college football named Rod. Rod's nickname was Brickhouse or Brick for short.
Brick was a Black guy who played linebacker and had never lifted a weight in his entire life. However, just naturally, he had a body like a professional bodybuilder. He had muscles on top of muscles. He had big muscles in his stomach and on his back and shoulders that other people just don't have. His waist was tiny and his legs, arms and shoulders were huge. It was all genetic because Brick did not work out hard at all and never had.
I was thinking that Beverly was like Brick. She had a body that other women just did not have. Her tits were huge(DD at least), but did not sag like other women. Her body somehow supported the weight of her heavy breasts. She had a huge, strong body with long legs and a small ass. She was 5'10" tall and was born to fuck. I decided that it was just genetic.
Beverly was a natural when it came to fucking. Her super genes did not extend to a beautiful face. However, the more I thought about it, the more I thought that Beverly's rather plain, homely face probably contributed to her being a great fuck.
A pretty girl with a body like Beverly would have an unrealistic view of life because she would have everything that a man could ever want. Beverly loved to fuck and was so good at it because that was the one thing she could do like nobody else because she had a body like nobody else. She tried to make up for her lack of looks by fucking like a wild animal.
My dick was hard looking at Beverly's body, but I did not want to have sex before we went to the high school where Beverly was a young teacher. Instead, we had breakfast, drank coffee and read the paper.
Beverly was nervous about dealing with her principal, Mr. Holt. On a camping trip for some of the high school students, Holt had come into Beverly's tent in the middle of the night, pulled up her shirt and fondled her tits while she was asleep. Beverly had barely managed to get him out of her tent.
Now, Beverly was afraid he was going to rape her or threaten to fire her if she did not have sex with him. He had made several suggestive remarks that made her sure that he was going to continue on this course.
Beverly and I had gone out of our way the night before to get Holt aroused by Beverly and to suggest to him that Beverly was a slut. The fact that Beverly was sexy and pretty much a slut made that simple.
I gathered everything I needed for our meeting at the school as Beverly went to her apartment to change into the new dress I had bought for her. I picked up Beverly about an hour before we were supposed to meet Mr. Holt at the school.
We went to the school and entered the building using Beverly's key. We went to Beverly's classroom. I quickly set up a video camera in the hall outside of her classroom with a view of the door to her classroom and another camera inside her classroom. Both cameras were hidden.
Beverly was nervous and excited. Several times she tried to bail out, but I managed to calm her down. The time seemed to pass very slowly as we waited for Holt to arrive for our meeting. Finally, we saw his car pull up in the parking lot.
Beverly took me to Holt's office. We knocked and entered. Holt was sitting behind his desk in a fairly small, but nice, office. Three chairs were available for visitors to use. Beverly and I sat down.
I explained, "As I mentioned last night, I bought Beverly this new dress. She wants to make sure she can wear it to work, but she is worried that it is too short and too low cut on top for work. So, we thought we would check with you to see whether you think it complies with the dress code for the teachers. If not, we can take it back and get something else."
Holt said, "Sure, I am happy to take a look. Beverly, why don't you show me the dress?"
Beverly stood up from her chair. She was wearing her new red dress I had picked out for her. It was short. It hit her long legs about half way up her thighs. The skirt was tight. Beverly was wearing high heels which showed off her long legs.
The top of the dress had a low scoop top that showed some cleavage even when Beverly was standing straight up. The top was pretty low cut for work.
Beverly seemed embarrassed to have Holt looking at her body. But, she modeled the dress for him.
Holt complimented her on the dress and was about to say what he thought about it, but I cut him off and said, "Before you decide, we should really show you the dress when Beverly is sitting down like she would be at her desk in the classroom."
Beverly sat down in one of the chairs and crossed her long, bare legs. The dress rode up high on her legs. Beverly made no effort to pull it down.
I put my hand on Beverly's thigh and said, "As you can see it is pretty short. Her legs look great, but young guys are going to be seeing a lot of leg."
I had Beverly uncross her legs and show Holt how her legs looked when they were not crossed. Holt was bending over trying to see up her dress. He wasn't very subtle about it.
Next, I had Holt stand up and come around in front of Beverly. We stood right in front of her and looked down at her.
I said, "This is the view a student will have if he comes up to Beverly's desk when she is seated."
Beverly leaned forward slightly and Holt and I were treated to a view of all of her cleavage and a good deal of her sexy white lace bra. You could see the entire top portion of her big tits.
Holt said, "Oh, I see what you mean. A student would be able to see a little bit of cleavage."
I reached down and ran my finger along the top of her bra causing her to jump slightly at the touch and said, "They would also be able to see a little bit of Beverly's big bra."
Holt took a closer look and said, "I believe you are right."
I said, "Maybe Beverly should wear the dress without a bra. Why don't we try that?
Holt agreed. Beverly looked doubtful that this was a good idea but went to the restroom to take off her bra.
While she was gone, I said to Holt, "Mr. Holt are we the only people at the school today?"
"I think so. Why?"
"Remember I told you about my fantasy of having sex with a teacher in her classroom. I was wondering if you would mind if I played out that fantasy with Beverly today?"