This is the first is a series that I am working on. Hope you like them.
Chapter 1. The Opportunity and First Times.
My wife and I decided to get out of the fast lane of the high tech world. We had an opportunity to take jobs that were offered to us by a friend who knew we were a little burned out. He was on the board of a private school that dealt with children or young adults who were trying to get their lives together. It was for those who had made the tough decision to try to get a high school diploma after run-ins with the law. It was a kind of boarding school for miscreants. Since we both had advanced degrees and plenty of experience, he got us a chance to interview for the positions and we were accepted.
We would be taking over as the "Headmaster" and "Dean" of the school. I would be the headmaster based on my experience as a leader and manager. My wife, who has the English degree and writing experience, would be the dean.
After we moved into the house reserved for the headmaster of the school, which was directly adjacent to the school property, we settled in to what appeared to be a normal academic situation, albeit with youngsters who had had problems and were trying to do the right thing. Most were between the ages of 17 and 22.
When we moved into the offices, we found that our two offices were adjacent with a connecting door and we each had an administrative assistant outside on opposite sides of the two offices. The planning had not been perfect for this converted old public school, because our offices shared a common wall with the men's and women's bathrooms. If there was ever a backup in the sewage, it was going to be monstrous in the offices, but so far so good.
My wife and I have always had an excellent physical relationship, and we had discussed several times moving to another level sexually, but stress, jobs, and everything else in life interfered. This would turn out to be our first opportunity.
The layout of the offices was rectangular with a storage closet in my left corner and my wife's right hand corner. They were next to each other with the wall of our offices between them. They were recessed right next to where the men's and women's bathroom stalls were. One day, while in my closet getting something, I neglected to turn the light on and was retrieving something quickly, when I saw light coming from behind a stack of boxes that was nothing but a bunch of old files. I moved the boxes and noticed that there was a small handle there. When I pulled the handle, it pulled back on hinges a small piece of plywood that was hiding a small hole. I bent down and checked it out. I had a bird's eye view just behind the last women's room stall, the handicapped stall, at the toilet. The hole was very small. It was barely large enough to get a good view, but as I stood there wondering who made the hole, the stall door opened and a young woman entered. I was transfixed by being able to peek in on her. I quickly closed my closet door so that there was no chance for any light from my office to give me away. I sat down on a box quietly and watched her go to the bathroom. I decided to approach my wife with a plan to expand our horizons.
After the young woman finished and left, I studied the layout. The storerooms shared a wall that turned out to be just a couple of sheets of plywood that must have been thrown up quickly, because it could quickly be taken out. I went through the adjoining door into my wife's office and checked out her closet. There wasn't a pre-made hole in there, but I figured it would be easy to make one.
I formulated my plan the rest of the afternoon and discussed it with my wife that night. We would make a hole for her to watch and "play" with the boys and for me to watch and "play" with the girls and then come up with a way to circulate a rumor about a "glory hole" type of operation. We had visited some of the sites on line and discussed it, but never got around to trying it. I was dying to have my dick sucked through one by a stranger and have my wife do the same to another man. In this case, it would be much more of a thrill because of the situation. We would start the rumor and see if some of the older students would attempt it. Of course, in our busy schedule, it might be a little difficult, but we could definitely work on it at lunch.
We made the hole on my side a little larger, at least for my dick. It's not long, only about 6-7 inches, but has good girth. On my wife's side we made it large enough to allow some well endowed men. Finally, we made some cuts into my closet so that I could put a special one-way mirror in there and watch the young ladies as they sucked my cock. My wife decided that it was best for her to do it anonymously and that was what excited her.
With this plan made, we then had to make sure the rumor got started. It only took a couple of questions like we were asking some of the older students about this rumor, before it was rampant. Now we waited.
