Alan turned the final corner.
There waiting for him was Miss June outside the locked door.
She had a pose struck, clearly waiting for him. One hand on her hips, while the other held the key. She smiled when she saw Alan.
As Alan got closer he could see the small white stain still on her black blouse and pointed towards it.
"Well done teach, that wasn't so hard was it?"
"No Sir, but it looks like you've had some fun rolling around on the floor."
Alan looked to both of his shoulders and rubbed himself down again as dirt and dust sprayed off.
He wondered if Beth was just as filthy. A quick smile grew as he thought of her glorious panties.
Eager to get things moving Alan took the key from his teacher. He inserted it into the lock and heard the mechanism move as he turned the key. The door was quite stiff from a lack of use, and the wood creaked as it was pushed inward.
He had to push surprisingly hard, harder than he would have thought.
Alan stepped forward through the abyss, turned back and waited for his teacher to follow.
Once she had stepped through Alan locked the door from the inside and deposited the key in his pocket.
Alan could feel himself grow hard in anticipation of what was to come. He had waited all morning for this.
Not familiar with this section of the school, he placed his hand on the small of his teacher's back and guided her forward. Her perfume attacked and overwhelmed his senses. He resisted the urge to bite her exposed neck and ravish her just there.
The corridor ahead was dark but it was only a few short steps before the dark tunnel opened into an open space.
It was the old entrance to the school.
There in front of them were the large wooden doors, very much from a different era. The wood had weathered but showed no sign of crumbling just yet. Large planks formed the dual entrance and stood half a length above Alan's height.
The majestic doors looked like they had another few decades in them. On either side were dirty and stained coloured windows. The dusty glass let in little light and only added to the fact that this part of the school was abandoned.
Alan looked around at the foyer they had entered.
Brief rays of sunlight only proved to showcase the dust floating around.
It was evident that it had been a while since anyone had entered here. Good!
To his right was a stairwell leading to an upper floor, following the stairs his head craned as it spiralled up and right. The stairs looped up over the corridor they had entered from before straightening onto a landing overlooking where they stood.
Looking ahead, Alan's gut tightened with fear. He approached the windows and looked out at the front gate and entrance to the school. The windows were narrow and small enough that it was difficult to look through unless up close, that and how dirty they were. The terror that they might be seen from the outside was quickly eliminated, there was little risk of them being seen together through the windows to anyone walking outside.
Both left and right stood white painted doors, the white paint peeling badly in parts.
Curious to learn more about the school he walked towards the door on the left and attempted to open it. The door was locked and didn't budge.
Opposite just before the start of the stairs was the other. He pushed at it and several bits of wood groaned at the use and he heard small splinters snap but the door pushed forward.
Shards of white paint crumbled to the ground.
Inside were boxes upon boxes. Stacked high. Randomly assorted almost as if there was little care as to how they were stored.
Miss June appeared at his side, also eager to see what was inside.
"Well this won't do Master. We won't be having sex in there."
Alan's dick lurched at the casualness of that statement. He quickly appraised the room again to gather his thoughts. She was right, he thought, best to keep looking.
The student reached out and took hold of the door and pulled it behind him. Once it was closed over he turned to look for Miss June.
She was completely absorbed in the protrusion now forming in his pants and failed to notice him looking at her in turn.
Alan took a step forward and invaded her space. He pushed his hand over her ear and grabbed the hair at the back of her neck as he leaned in and kissed her.
Miss June jumped at the initial shock of the encounter but melted into him as her tongue sought out his.
Alan wrapped his other arm around his teacher and squeezed her ass cheek. She whimpered into his mouth and he remembered that her ass must still be sore from this morning's spanking. How could he have forgotten that?
He moved his hand to her lower back and pulled her into him as he refocused on kissing her with passion. Alan's tented pants pushed into Miss June and she took delight in swaying her hips to rock against it.
Time seemed to melt as the teenager and the not-so-teenager engaged in teenage passion.
Alan could have stayed there all day and fucked her where she stood, but knew the upper level awaited exploration and the potential for a more secluded spot.
Breaking off Alan, stepped back. He wiped his mouth and looked at his lover. Miss June was in a time delay. Her lips remained open and was panting for breath. Her eyes opened and Alan saw the fire burning there.
He reached out and took her hand, he led her to the stairwell. Miss June with her other hand told of his arm to steady herself. Her legs wobbled in her heels as she stepped forward.
"Shit Alan, where did that come from? Fuck, I'm soaking wet."
Alan grinned. He had really enjoyed the kiss but was more delighted to hear her reaction. He really liked that he could get her excited and horny from a kiss alone.
"Good teach. You're ready for a good fucking then. Come on - we go find somewhere quick".
Alan led them up the grand stairs and onto the landing. Miss June, despite finding her balance, continued to lean into her student.
To their left lay another corridor which arched back to over the classroom full of boxes. But in front of them lay an open doorway and a small room inside.
Eager to explore, and mostly to find a suitable place to fuck, Alan advanced.
He let go of Miss June's hand as he entered the small room. Inside lay two large tables with stacks of paper on top. One of the side walls was completely taken over by the old style cabinets.
And dust, lots of dust.
Further ahead from where they came was another door. This door opened with ease.
It seemed to be an old office.
A large desk centred in the room, a couch lay off to one side and to the other an old fireplace. The walls were painted blue but there were large faded squares where pictures once clearly used to hang. The carpet underneath needed a massive clean.
The office was splendid albeit very dusty.
It must have been the former principal's office before the major expansion of the school buildings.
Alan looked to Miss June. She too was gazing around the room. Alan slowly followed her legs up to her ass.
He was ready and this room was perfect. He quickly scanned for the couch and decided that was the target.
Alan approached her from the rear. He wrapped his arms around her and grinded her back onto him.
He lifted his hands to squeeze her breasts.
Alan could feel Miss June's breathing increase.
"I think this place will do, what do you think teach?"
"It's very dirty but at least it's safe Sir."
