Lucy had got up late, she was sore all over, the night before had not been anything like she planned, and as a result, her pussy was aching and sore in a way that she had never experienced before. When she got dressed about an hour before lunch she had put knickers on, and before she had even walked to pick up her jeans she had taken them off she was now making her daughter's lunch in a long skirt that she had not worn in forever. Her jaw hurt too, so she was not talking anywhere near as much as normal either.
As she was finishing and had just given the sandwiches to her daughter the house phone rang. That was a real shock, nobody used that phone, it was only there because it was required as part of the broadband package. She walked over a picked it up, 'Hello?' she said.
'Mrs Hanson,' said a voice, 'this Mr Grainger, your daughter's headmaster.'
'Good Afternoon, Jock,' Lucy used his first name, she was on the PTA and talked to him all the time, and it seemed strange that he used her surname.
'I'll get straight to the point Mrs Hanson,' he continued, 'I was on Highbury Station last night, and if I had not got turned around and walked on to the northbound platform instead of south we would not be having this conversation.'
Lucy's stomach churned and she suddenly felt very sick, she had been though that station several times the previous night, and she couldn't believe anybody that saw her would be calling to congratulate her.
The headmaster continued, 'I won't beat about the bush, I saw you, on that train, dressed to be frank like a total slut, and that was not even the worse part! A man I do not know had his hand between your legs...'
'OK stop,' interrupted Lucy, 'I know what happened.'
'Well quite,' said Mr Grainger, 'I don't think that behaviour sets a good example for your daughter, and it most definitely is not the behaviour expected from a PTA member, I will be tabling an emergency vote to remove you. I will have to explain why, and I thought I would give you the curtesy of call so you can miss the meeting, that is if you have any shame.'
'Jock please, there has to be another way,' Lucy's voice almost pleading, she could not have her behaviour known, it would destroy her friendships, and cause untold damage to her daughter at the school.
'I was about to offer you an option,' Jock continued, 'Wednesday, my office 10am, wear the same outfit from last night, you will accept whatever happens, you will not say the word no, and you will walk out as if nothing happened. By the time that is finished, Saturday night will be cleansed from my mind and I would not be able to tell anybody about it if I wanted to, is that clear and acceptable?'
The intention was very clear, she was being blackmailed, but she did not have a choice, 'Yes, that is clear and I will be at your office Wednesday Morning 10am,' she replied.
'Good. Goodbye until Wednesday,' came the reply from Jock and the line went dead.
'Everything OK Mum?' came the question from her daughter who was eating the sandwich Lucy had just made.
'Yes, fine, just PTA stuff,' she replied as she walked away to the bathroom, she thought she was going to be sick.
On Wednesday morning, Lucy did the school run, and then returned home, the house was empty, and she went upstairs, and took her clothes from Saturday night from the clean washing pile, and got undressed from her prim and proper Mummy clothes that she had worn for the school run.
She stood naked looking in the mirror, the marks and signs of Saturday night had all disappeared, she was not sore now either. Her body was ready as it would ever be for whatever was going to happen today. Her mind not so much, she was terrified, she had not told Stuart any of this, she needed to deal with it first.
Lucy pulled on her fishnet stockings, she was unable to put on the same ones from Saturday, cum had stained them and she had put them in the bin, then she put on the suspender belt. Next panties, again the ones from Saturday were no longer in her possession, so she picked out a lacy black pair, she had thought about these for Saturday but dismissed them as too revealing. They were basically see-though everywhere, and so thin that they barely covered her lips, you could see everything else, she put them on, they were so tight the strap completely disappeared into her arse crack, and she had a tight little pert arse, not a big crack! She quickly attached the suspenders and then pulled on the white top, it looked good, her big tits only held in place by the tightness of the top, and her nipples, hard already, were poking out. Then her skirt, that was so easy it was three poppers on one side, black and as tiny as skirts got, the sort of thing her father would say, 'you are not going out in that, I have wider belts!'
She had no choice though, her suspender belt and stocking tops both visible one above and one below. Lastly she put on the middle heel black shoes that she had Saturday. She looked in the mirror, yep, she was what sluts called a slut.
Lucy pulled on her coat that she only wore to dinner dance, and other formal occasions out her wardrobe, it covered her neck to knee, and looked very classy, she couldn't let the students see her. With that she walked back out to the car and calmed her breathing before leaving for the school.
Lucy parked up and headed for reception, the school was old, and the part with the headmaster's office was in a Victorian part of the building, she knew it well from PTA. From reception she was sent to the headmaster's secretary, Janet. Janet was about 3 years older than Lucy and had worked in the school since the day she left it, getting the job as the headmaster's personal assistant, when Lucy had been in her last year, there had been a lot of rumours that the Headmaster was fucking Janet. Anyway Janet gave her a look when she arrived, that made Lucy very uncomfortable. It was like she knew, but she was polite, and showed her to the waiting area between Janet's outer office and the Headmaster's office, this was a dark room, with a doors off in three directions, the one she had entered from Janet's office, the one to the Headmasters office, and then one to the board room, which was open today, the room was empty, this was where the PTA meeting were.
Lucy removed her coat and hung it on the coat rack, she was 10 minutes early, and she really hoped Janet did not pop in to see if she wanted Tea or anything.
At a minute to ten, the door to the headmaster's office opened, he strode out, looking briefly at Lucy, opened the door to Janet's office. 'Janet, unless the school is burning down, we are not to be disturbed, this meeting is my top priority, and will last at least until lunch.'
Lucy heard a reply, 'Yes Sir!' she still sounded like a teacher's pet 6th former!
'Come in Mrs Hanson,' Jock said as he purposefully strode back into his office.