Chapter 7- A Reversal of Principal
It was several minutes after the outer office door closed before Ms. Virginia Lee rose from the floor. A bit unsteadily, the Vice-Principal gathered up her clothes, got dressed and started for the door. Just before reaching the door, she noticed her paddle lying on the floor beside her desk. She stooped over, picked it up and headed for home.
By the time she reached her house she'd managed to regain her composure. Still, the Rum and Coke she poured herself was a stiff one. She'd been home about 30 minutes -- already starting on her second drink -- when Suzie Connors arrived.
Following a brief and all too familiar hug, Virginia led the high school senior to the kitchen table.
"Tommy called Ross and told him about Mr. Thomas walking in on you two," Suzie started out as she took her seat. "Are you alright? What happened after Tommy left?"
"I'm fine," Ms. Lee answered. "Truth is, what really happened was he turned the tables on me. He did the very thing to me that I used to do to him -- he waxed my ass with that damn paddle -- and then he fucked me like there was no tomorrow." She hesitated as a wry smile crossed her face. "Damn, but it was good!"
"My, my," Suzie snickered. "Our little slut sure has come a long way, hasn't she?"
"What about Tommy?" Ms. Lee asked, ignoring the comment. "It sounded like Ted was going to throw the book at him. Is there anything we can do? I'm pretty sure my influence is non-existent."
"Oh, you don't need to worry about that. Tomorrow, Ross will visit our illustrious Principal and have a little talk with him. After Mr. Thomas sees the pictures of you spanking and fucking him in his own office, I'm sure he'll see the light. Just like you did."
Ms. Lee looked into Suzie's eyes as the memory of that first encounter with Ross Moran went through her mind. It was during that encounter that Ross unveiled his little blackmail scheme -- the scheme that completely changed her life.
"That should take care of it," she responded at last. "He'd be absolutely devastated if those pictures ever got out."
For a moment, there was silence. Finally, Suzie looked into the older woman's eyes and spoke.
"My mom thinks I'm spending the night with my girlfriend."
"Is that what I am now?" Ms. Lee asked. "Your girlfriend?"
"Why Ms. Lee," Suzie retorted sarcastically. "You know exactly what you are. You are my girl toy. Nothing more. And your sole purpose is to please me. You do understand that, don't you?"
"Yes, ma'am," the Vice-Principal replied softly.
"Good," Suzie said. "Now, back to these pictures of you and Mr. Thomas. Did you know I didn't even know they existed until earlier this evening? Ross kept them a complete secret from everybody. The only reason he told me earlier was to explain how he was going to handle Mr. Thomas. And," she continued, "he said you had copies of some of them. Is that true?"
"Yes, Ma'am."
"Okay. First, I want you to fix me a Rum and Coke. Next, you are to go to your bedroom and get into something more comfortable. Finally, you are to bring me the pictures. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Ma'am," Ms. Lee answered obediently as she hopped to her feet.
* * *
Ms. Lee lay across the sofa, her head curled up on Suzie's lap as the late morning light filtered in through the living room curtains. Both women were wearing silk bathrobes that reached approximately mid thigh. In their present positions, Suzie's robe covered her lap nicely while Virginia's had slid up around her waist. It was plainly obvious that the older woman, at least, was not wearing panties.
Their blissful reverie was shattered by the sudden rapping on the front door. Virginia hopped quickly to her feet and straightened her robe.
"That must be Ross," she said excitedly. "I'll get it." She darted quickly to the front door and peered through the peephole. She stepped back and turned nervously towards Suzie.
"It's Mr. Thomas!" she whispered. "What should I do?"
Suzie was silent for a moment before shrugging her shoulders. "Nothing to do but let him in, I suppose," she replied.
"But what if . . ." But she never finished the sentence as Suzie cut her off.
"Listen, if he's already talked to Ross, there's no problem. If he hasn't, then we'll handle it. After all," she smiled. "It'll be a lot more fun if we take matters into our own hands, don't you think?"
When Ms. Lee didn't answer, Suzie continued. "Now hurry before he gets away. I'll stay out of sight for a bit."
As Suzie disappeared down the hallway, Ms. Lee turned uncertainly back to the door.
Tentatively, she opened the door. "Why Ted," she started out in her southern accent. "What can I do for you?"
Ted Thomas looked around furtively before responding. "Could I come inside for a moment," he asked sheepishly. "I just want to talk." There was no mistaking the nervousness in his voice.
"Sure," Virginia replied as she stepped aside to let him in.
"About yesterday afternoon," he started out. "I'm so sorry, I don't know what came over me. It's just that I was so angry . . ."
It was the Principal's awkwardness that finally put the Vice-Principal at ease. She smiled kindly and took his hands in hers, squeezing gently.
"Oh Ted. You'll never know how much I enjoyed yesterday. The way you spanked me. The way you took me physically. The way you tossed me aside when you were through. I loved it all."
Puzzled, Ted replied, stammering slightly. "But I thought you were the dominant one. I never knew you had any other side."
"Neither did I," she replied. "Until . . ."
When she didn't continue, Ted pressed on. "Until what?"
At this point, Suzie rounded the corner. "Until she got caught," she said matter of factly, as if that simple statement explained everything.