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!
"So you danced with each other did you? I would have liked to have seen that." John commented. Jenny laughed knowingly. "Oh really? Well we can easily show you", and immediately she moved to take Pru in her arms. Pru responded by wrapping her arms around Jenny's neck and the two girls were soon moving rhythmically against each other in a tight embrace.
Oh how he adored these two! They made it so easy. They knew just how to pick up a cue! He knew his little vixen Jenny would lead and shy sweet Pru would follow. And all he had to do was watch and enjoy, until he felt the urge to join in.
After a moment the girls pulled a little apart and looked tenderly into each other faces. They were close these two, friends and lovers who neither wanted nor needed other close friends. Or, more importantly from John's point of view, any other lovers! Except for their headmaster. They had both made it clear they wanted him, that they took great pleasure in these episodes. John knew they were attracted to his authority and experience, and the confidence and just plain 'forbidden' excitement that he, an attractive older man, an authority figure in their lives, a man who should be unobtainable, could bring to these encounters. He knew exactly how many sins he was committing by indulging his lust for them, the number of laws he was breaking. Sometimes his professional ethics and conscious would prick him into a half hearted vow to stop seeing them... but then he would spy one or both of them around the grounds of the school or sitting next to each other chattering about nothing during lunch in the Great Hall and he knew he would never keep that vow. He was hopelessly hooked on the pleasure they gave him. The uninhibited sexual freedom he enjoyed with his girls afforded him a sense of fulfilment and confidence he had never experienced in any of the various romantic relationships of his adult life.
Occasionally he worried about the pleasure the young girls took in his dominance of them, concerned as to what extent they would be submissive in other circumstances, with other less consciousencious and perhaps abusive men. He knew they were both intellectually and emotionally mature beyond their years (and he freely admitted to himself he needed to believe that so strongly in order to justify his relationship with them). As a consequence of which he was sure they understood and trusted that he would never really hurt them, would never take anything they weren't really willing to give. He quickly replayed some of his adventures with them and asked himself for the thousandth time if he was in fact abusing them. Obviously he knew that he was taking shameful advantage of his position… but God knows they made it so hard not to! Jenny was utterly unashamed about appearing in his office at odd hours and simply jumping on him! Pru was characteristically less forthright but she still found plenty of excuses to seek him out and would casually mention when the two girls who shared the dorm with herself and Jenny would be going home for the weekend. Oh no, they weren't being forced! They loved it just as much as he did… in fact they loved it even more when he helped them pretend they didn't!