My head swimming, I tried to understand what was happening to me. I walked understandably gingerly, given all the recent unexpected assaults on my pussy, across the quadrangle and into the main hall.
I thought I knew myself reasonably well and was rather surprised that I was unable to contain my basic instincts, both during last night's public humiliation, admittedly in the face of a very determined and apparently skilled tormentor playing me for all he was worth, and, more importantly at the hands of an 18-year-old taking advantage of me in my own car. Why I not able to prevent myself orgasming? Was a very concerning character flaw emerging? Had I actually, dare I ask myself, enjoyed it?
Snapping back to reality, my immediate problem was this stupid outfit. For morning assembly, I could leave my coat on even though it may look a bit odd but what then? Particularly when I had one of the more unruly 5th form classes first thing.
The assembly hall was beginning to fill up for the morning ritual and I made my way on to the area of the stage where the teachers sat together to sit next to a friendly face, Melissa Hutton.
"What's with the coat?" she asked as we waited for assembly to start.
"Look, Melissa, I need to ask you a favour."
"Just name it, Susie," she replied, helpfully, "and I'll see what I can do. What's that on your coat."
I glanced down, horrified, to see a still-wet blob of Jeffers's cum.
"Oh, nothing," I muttered, attempting to brush it off and only succeeding in smearing all over my hand and coat.
Melissa politely tried to ignore it but a smile passed her lips.
"Well, go on then, what's the favour," she implored, watching curiously as I wiped my hands and coat furiously with another tissue from my bag.
"I've got 5B first thing this morning for a double period, you're free, aren't you?"
"well, yes..."
"... could you cover for me? I wouldn't ask unless I was desperate."
"Well, okay -but 5B? I find them a bit of a challenge."
"Oh, thanks, Melissa," I'll make it up to you, I promise."
The assembly hall now full, the Headmaster walked onto the stage and made a few club announcements, prayers were said, hymns were sung and it was all over in twenty minutes.
With Melissa covering my class, I skipped over to the staff car park, took my keys out of my bag, jumped into my car and sped homewards when the phone rang.
"Where do think you're going?" It was Jeffers.
I need to get straightened up and swap this coat, for your information, it has your semen all over it."
"Very well, but call me as soon as you get back, we're going for a little ride and don't, repeat don't, change out of that uniform."
Okay, okay, I'll text you."
"That's a good girl," and he hung up.
I didn't know how much more of this I could take and, as yet, I didn't even have a plan to get out of this situation.
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I was tempted to just throw in the towel and let Jeffers do what he would with the video but I knew that would destroy my father. I quickly switched coats at the flat and put the stained one into the wash.
I called in sick for the rest of the day to the school office, and exchanged texts with Jeffers as to where and when he wanted me to pick him up. I drove to a street two blocks from the school having agreed to collect Jeffers on a relatively hidden corner. He hopped in and we left.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"St Agnes College," he replied.
Wondering what the purpose was, I headed for the school for 'young ladies'.
Jeffers had managed an entire journey without groping me, for which I was grateful although, so confused was my state of mind, glancing down at his trousers, I found I was harbouring a growing and alarming curiosity to see what had grown so impressively in my hand earlier under my coat.
As I approached the college, Jeffers said, "Pull up over here, Susie."
A tall, leggy young student approached the car.
"Hiya, brother, how are you?" she shrilled.
"Fine thanks, Sis," Jeffers answered, " meet Susie, my English teacher. Susie, this is Zelda, my twin sister."
"Hello," I said, minimally. "I didn't know you had a twin Sister."
"Oh, yes, we had a joint 18th birthday party last month," said Zelda, "It was such fun. Thanks for helping me out by the way."
"Helping you out?" I asked, nervously, observing Jeffers's sister to be a real young beauty with legs that appeared to go all the way up to her neck, ample breasts, cat-like eyes and raven hair.
"Oh, sorry, Susie," interjected Jeffers, "perhaps I should have explained: you see Zelda has got into a bit of hot water at the college."
"Hot water?" I queried.
"Boiling, actually," chimed Zelda with a giggle.
Jeffers continued, "You see, Zelda got rather pissed one lunch time and went after the janitor who slipped her a Mickey Finn and filmed the whole experience, not that dissimilar from your own situation, Susie -in fact, much of my idea with you came from the janitor's little scheme. The long and the short of it is that he has a regular expectation of Zelda for repeat performances, failing which, he's threatened to report her to the Headmistress and we simply couldn't let that happen."
"Sadly, true," confirmed Zelda, "these blasted phone cameras are so tiresome, don't you think, Susie? I mean one measly indiscretion and he has me by the short and curlies, albeit that I keep my landing strip nicely trimmed, but you know what I mean?" that disturbing giggle again.
