Holly shut out the inane chatter of her colleagues and the pounding music in the bar and raised her glass of vodka lemonade and took another large gulp, drained it and slapped it on the counter and motioned for the barmaid to give her another. It would be her sixth and she knew it was more than she should drink and much quicker than she should but she didn't much care. As she waited on her drink she glanced round and her eyes met with PE teacher Joe Price he raised his glass of beer in mock salute and Holly felt sick, she grimaced in return and hurriedly returned to her freshly served glass and angrily started on it.
Holly Will was a pretty, buxom, blonde, 33 year old drama teacher at St. Cameron's School in Oxbridge. The reason for her antagonism toward Mr. Price involved another teacher who wasn't there that night on the teacher's night out and in all likelihood wouldn't be back at school. Ken Brook was a gay English teacher and had made a great friendship with Holly in their three years together at the school (they even started on the same day). But from the off Ken had butted heads with Mr. Price and so had started a fairly deep seated feud.
Holly was sure that Price was just an old bigot that hated homosexuals , and she was right but he seemed to take a particular dislike towards Ken and tried to make his life hell at all times. In part it was also because Ken was so close to Holly because there was nothing the old letch like better than leering at pretty young blonde women. Things built and escalated until a series of claims from boys (all over 18) on the senior soccer team that Price ran seemed to incriminate Mr. Brook as making inappropriate advances towards them. When he was caught entering the changing rooms when they were naked his number was up.
Of course it had all been at set up. Mr Price seemed to engender a zealous following from the boys in his team so that they would seemingly do anything he told them. And he told them to ingratiate themselves to Mr. Brook, become his friend and then they set him up to be in the changing rooms at the wrong time. So now it seemed certain he would lose his job and that bastard Price was grinning at Holly like the cat that got the cream. She hated it and she hated him.
A couple of vodkas later and half the rest of the teachers had gone home or were thinking of it when Joe Price sidled up beside Miss Will at the bar and hissed in her ear.
"Don't look so happy Miss Will, what's wrong? Your little playmate ready for the chop?"
"Fuck off you old fuck!" she hissed back under her breath.
He just laughed and drank some more beer before leaning in and retorting.
"Damn you look sexy when you're angry, I'd just love to fuck you while you were wild like that, be a hell of a ride."
"Drop dead you old pervert, under no circumstances I can think of would you get near this."
"That so? You know Miss Will you look so pretty when you're angry and I'm guessing you want some kind of revenge on me for what I did to that faggot friend of yours, well if you're brave enough I got a proposition for you. Interested?"
Maybe it was the drink, maybe not but Holly was interested and listened in horror and interest in equal measure to the proposition Mr. Price put to her and she, in the end agreed to it. Next day when she had sobered up she considered backing out but she was sure she would win it and the reward for that was just too good plus she was a competitive person and didn't like to back down from anything, in that regard she was very like Mr. Price himself.
*
During a long, angry, drunken exchange that, by the time they were finished, saw the bar empty of all of their colleagues, this was the deal they came to. Fittingly it centred on Price's Senior soccer team, if they could lift the inter county championship then Miss Will would come into the dressing room after and offer her sexual services to both the coach and the boys on the team for the night. If they were to fail to win the championship then Mr. Price would submit to visit Mr. Brook and apologise to him while naked, on his knees and sucking his cock while Holly filmed the event and the film would be shown to the team after.
As an add on if the team failed to win Mr. Price would agree to get his full head of hair shaved bald and also his trademark bushy moustache shaved off, to Holly's surprise Price demanded the same forfeit from her, that after his team had lifted the trophy and she had serviced his boys she would get her head shaved bald too -- a terrible shame given how alluring her long, blonde hair was.
Despite these fantastical stakes they both agreed and both felt they would win. The coach was confident in his motivational abilities and also knew he had a good group of lads this year. Miss Will knew that St. Cameron's school had not won this competition in decades and indeed, last year had finished third bottom out of the eighteen schools that entered it. And, as alluded to earlier, both participants in the bet were, in their own ways, fierce competitors that never backed down, so while others would have flinched the next day at the enormity of what they were betting both Holly and Joe instead woke up determined that they would win the wager and were already looking forward to humiliating the other hugely.
Still though, neither fully trusted the other to honour the bet if they lost so they came up with a back up try to ensure that they did. Both wrote letters of resignation from their jobs addressed to the Headmaster and left the letters with Mrs Cotton, a science teacher they both knew and trusted to be discreet. Even at that she didn't know the nature of the bet only that if in May both of them came to her and asked her to post their letter that she would. This in effect allowed either Miss Will or Mr. Price to forfeit the bet but in actuality lose their job and in the current climate both knew that they could not afford to lose their job. Both were not worried about this though as they were both equally certain they would win and that if they lost they would honour what they had claimed.
*
The team won the first six games of the season much to Holly's dismay. After each game Mr. Price seemed to find her and give her a knowing smirk. Indeed after that sixth victory which confirmed them top of the league he went further, after a class he entered as the kids left her drama class and with her sitting at her desk writing he sneaked up behind her and leaned down to whisper in her ear one word.
"Bukkake!"
She nearly shit herself in fright and jumped up half in anger half in fright and confronted him.
"What was that! What do you mean?"
"I said, Miss Will, Bukkake. If you don't know what it means then look it up on the internet, though not on the school computers. Though judging by the look on your pretty little face I guess you've come across the word before. How interesting, guess I was right you are a dirty bitch, aren't you? Well goodbye for now."
Holly stood and glared at the asshole as he exited her room and hurried after him to shut the door and sit down again to catch her breath. The worst thing was he was right. She did know what a Bukkake was, she had seen videos and pictures on adult sites that showed a single woman getting ejaculated on multiple time by many men and she had masturbated and dreamed about that fantasy before. She was experienced sexually and had had several partners (though she was happily single at that time) and she had done a lot of pretty dirty, kinky stuff. How else would she have taken on this damned bet? But still she was not prepared to lose it. All afternoon during class though she could not shake the image of her on her knees in the boys changing rooms, her face and body absolutely covered in semen and her gagging and begging for more...
*
Things had changed a month or so later though after the team lost two games then drew their next one and dropped to third in their league. This time it was Holly that paid Joe a visit as he sat in the changing rooms after a class. She strutted in and dropped a magazine open in front of him, it was a gay porn mag she had been given by a hugely supportive Ken and the picture on the page was that of a bald older man on his knees submissively sucking the cock of a standing younger man.
"Like what you see old man? That'll be you come May, sucking away at Ken's dick and being his fucking bitch!"
Mr Price just glared at her then snarled.
"You're the fucking bitch around here! Now go on get out of here and take that faggot shit with you!"
Holly turned the page and showed him the next shot in the hardcore photoshoot where the older guy was licking the younger guys arsehole.
"Yeah, and that'll be you too Price, wait until your team see you as a cocksucking asslicker, be a real eye opener for them and their hero, won't it?!"
Holly scuttled out as a shoe was thrown after her and she had to nip into the loos on the next floor to quickly frig herself at the thought of their revenge on him.
*
But around Christmas time the team won a couple of back to back fixtures to go back into first place and this time it was Price's turn to goad, it was turning into a twisted game for the two of them. Waiting until the end of the day he stepped into her class, strode over to her and dropped a neatly wrapped Christmas present on her desk. Holly looked up surprised (though with the team top again she had expected him to put in an appearance).
"What's this Mr. Price?"
"Early Christmas present for you Miss Will. Why don't you go ahead and open it."
She paused but curiosity got the better of her and she undid the red bow and ripped open the paper to pull out the sluttiest looking air of red bra and panties imaginable. The bra was a peep hole one, designed to show nipple, the panties had no gusset and opened easily for access. Holly held them up with a look of disgust.
