Jenny & Pru had returned from the end of term dance much earlier than anyone would have supposed, especially given Jenny's reputation as a party girl. But they had a very specific reason for cutting out and sneaking back to the school while most of their classmates and teachers would be fully occupied in the gym for the next few hours!
When they knocked at the office door John Watson immediately called for them to enter, he had been expecting them. Their headmaster leant back in his chair, tapping his fingers absentmindedly on his desk and smiling as he watched his girls approach.
As he had come to expect, Jenny strode right up to his desk, her blue eyes full of mischief, a provocative smile on her face. The 'little black dress' she was squeezed into displayed her high breasts and long legs to greatest effect and contrasted perfectly with her lightly tanned skin and the shoulder length pale blonde hair brushed back from her pretty face. John grinned as she winked at him impishly. His attention turned to Pru as she closed the office door quietly and moved to stand next to her friend. Her manner reserved and hesitant and with the usual slightly embarrassed smile just playing around her lips as she held John's gaze for several seconds and batted her lashes at him in greeting. Pru was also dressed up for the dance but, in keeping with her personality, the effect was far less 'obvious' than her friend's. Her long thick honey blonde hair was piled up on her head in an elegant bun and the blue linen summer dress fit snugly around her soft round body in a most appealing manner, while still appearing simple and sweet.
John sighed appreciatively. "Well don't you two look lovely this evening. Have you been enjoying the dance? Should I apologise for dragging you away from all those fine young men from St Stephens you were flirting with?"
Jenny chuckled. "Oh it was alright, but those boys are a little young for us Sir. Actually we mostly danced with each other." She looked meaningfully at Pru who giggled. " I think we were both quite happy to have an excuse to escape. It was getting very hot in there anyway." And so saying she took the hem of her dress in both hands and began to fan it up and down. To the casual observer it might pass as just a gesture to get some air circulating but John knew she was just finding an excuse to flash her lovely thighs at him by way of invitation. Like he needed any invitation!
Jenny's lips quirked up in a sly smile. John could tell there would be very little preamble to events this evening. "In fact," Jenny continued, " I'm still very warm and I think we'd both be more comfortable and relaxed if we got out of these tight dresses." And with that she turned her back towards Pru and said, " Unzip me hun, I'm sure Sir wont mind". Pru looked shyly at John and waited until he nodded before reaching for the zipper and pulling it down. He loved how she maintained that air of deference and innocence about her. The 'Good Girl' who still blushed so easily and had to be coaxed or ordered to be 'bad', even though they all knew she would be a very willing participant in what was about to happen here.
Pru helped Jenny peel the dress off and, typically, picked it off the floor and folded it over a chair back before allowing Jenny to help her out of her own dress. Within moments they stood in front of his desk in their undies. Jenny wearing small black panties and a simple bra, Pru in her usual white panties and tight camisole top. Jenny of course posed for him with her hands on her hips, tossing her hair back from her shoulders and pushing her breasts out as she pouted dramatically. Pru watched her friend strike various exaggerated 'glamour' poses and smiled softly while standing demurely with her hands linked loosely behind her back. John wondered if it was as much as pose as Jenny's because Pru must know that her breasts were straining against the tight top and the way she rested with her weight thrown onto her left hip showed her legs off very nicely. Well conscious or not, it didn't matter, they both looked delicious!