Eugene Harvitz was still grinning as he strolled into the staff room with Skye walking along in front of him. He couldn't stop running over the class in his mind, how well his plan of teasing Jim had gone. It always gave him a thrill when he knew a boy was getting a new girl, it always reminded him of his own eighteenth birthday and how it had changed his life. But he'd never gone so far teasing a student before, probably because young Jim reminded him of himself.
He dropped into the lounge with a contented sigh and Skye gracefully arranged herself kneeling on the cushion next to him, as was their little custom. He looked her over with a refreshed appreciation. It wasn't often he made her dress like this at work, which made it even better when he did, with all the staff and students looking. She was absolutely captivating, the best choice of his whole life.
Harvitz wasn't sure of why he'd chosen to be a teacher. He had hated school. Fat and unpopular, he had struggled through being teased and bullied by everyone. He had been the youngest in his year by far and had to watch all his tormentors get their girls before him. Then, after graduation, the day he had waited for. His eighteenth birthday, better than he ever expected.
He had gone to the 'Torium to get his First Girl, full of expectation, almost creaming his jeans like young Liam just had. The attendant who had helped him had been fat, bespectacled, greasy, just like him. Like a kindred spirit. He had taken Harvitz to a section of the 'Torium, with a smile on his face, and brought out the most beautiful creature the teenage boy had ever seen. Haughty, mocking, skin like marble, features like a sculpture of a goddess. A sexual walk like a predatory cat. Harvitz had chosen her straight away, without even trying her out for anything.
Now he was a fat and greasy man and Skye was exactly the same. Every day he woke up and she was there, perfect, ready to do anything.
"Well, well, well, that was lovely, Miss Skye."
She raised an eyebrow at him. Her face was still shiny with his semen.
"The look on his face!" He chortled. "And asking if you were tight, Miss Skye!"
Her half-smile lifted higher.
"So, so tight. And always have been." His hand wandered by itself over to her and slid her g-string aside before his two middle fingers slipped into her tight pussy. It was still so wet that it ran down his hand. His cock stiffened up in his pants, much to his surprise.
The door opened and four people came in chatting. It was Charlene Hay, who taught geography, and Lionel Russ and his girls, Tiana and Liana. Lionel was a head teacher and had splashed out on a second girl to complement his government-subsidised First Girl. Lionel and his girls sat on a lounge opposite Harvitz, one on either side of him, whilst Charlene went to the sink to make a cup of tea.
"Hey, Eug," Lionel said. "Having fun?"
Lionel's girls weren't Harvitz's type, but the effect of two of them was still very alluring. They were both Asian girls, with small lean bodies and perky little tits. Today Lionel had them both dressed in sexy school uniforms of hot pink skirts, skintight shirts and pigtails, with hot pink lipstick.
Harvitz kept fingering Skye, enjoying the silky wetness of her.
"Sure," He answered. "How's it going?"
"Great, yeah," Lionel had his arms around his girls' shoulders so his hands rested on their tits. He looked very content. "Busy day though. Teaching five periods, then the curriculum meeting."
"Oh yeah, the meeting." Harvitz said. He'd forgotten about it with the morning's fun.
"I've got a good way to pass the time, hey?" Lionel smirked, giving the tits a squeeze on each side. The girls giggled cutely and squirmed.
"Yeah, two girls, wow," Harvitz said, fingering Skye a bit harder. "Lucky bugger."
Lionel laughed. Smug bastard, Harvitz thought, but without much rancour. It was hard to be jealous after the morning he'd enjoyed. His own dick was getting quite stiff again, uncomfortably so.
What the fuck, he thought. He opened up his shorts again and took out his dick, almost fully erect. He looked up at Skye, who was smiling at him knowingly.
