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Extra-Curricular Tutoring.

Matt sat nervously outside the Vice principal's Office, fidgeting with a sealed envelope. He was nervous as hell, his blood pumping through his veins. It was almost 5pm, and the school was pretty much deserted for the weekend; the staff carpark was almost empty, other than Dr Harvey's together with a couple of cars belonging to other staff.

Matt was about 5’8 and rather podgy. Not obese but certainly could do with more exercise and more sensible eating. He was a bit of a geek, with regarding computers as well as photography; he was very active with the computer programming club within the school, but otherwise kept himself to himself. Consequently his life skills were a tad less tuned compared to some of his peers.

But neither was he arrogant, he was good at computing, but he never bragged about it; in the same way as those sporty types did. But he had also minimal experience with girls. The fact that he was an only child had not helped either with his slight shyness and poor life skills. As such, he was approaching his 19th birthday and was still a virgin, what dates he had been on had pretty much back fired, his inexperienced showed, and the girls to impatient to teach the poor slow learner.

He inhaled deeply, and stood up, and walked up to the imposing door, reading the name badge.

Dr C Harvey
Vice Principal - Sciences.

He tapped on the window rather lightly and waited…

Minutes passed or at least so they seemed.

He knocked again.

“Come in” he heard through the door.

Slowly he opened the door to see Dr Harvey looking up at him over her desk, over the rim of her reading glasses.

“Dr Harvey, have you a few minutes please?”
 
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"Good evening, matt." I took the envelope and opened it. It was his report card. It showed a D- in Biology.

"You aren't doing so well in Biology, Matt. I think you should receive some extra tutoring."

I watched as he fidgeted in his chair.

I crossed my legs. My pussy was wet. Matt was a handsome young man.
 
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"Sure" he heard from Dr Harvey, "Please take a seat" she offered, gesturing to a chair in front off her large imposing oak desk.

"How can I help?"

Matt coughed before he spoke, some what nervous, apprehensive with what he as about to unleash on the rather demure, alluring science teacher.

"Dr Harvey, I am intending to post a letter to Mr Heath about your actions towards me, and well I felt that I should offer you the chance to read the letter before I post it to Mr Heath and Dr Almond."

AS Matt finished speaking, he handed to Dr Harvey the envelope in his slightly sweaty fingers..

"Here you are."


The Contents of the Letter

Dear Mr Heath; Principal Charlestown High School

c.c Dr Almond Chair of the Governing Body Charlestown High School


It is with great regret that I am having to write this letter.

However my Son Matthew Page has made some startling comments regarding one of the Vice Principals of the School, Dr Harvey. I have met Dr Harvey on numerous occasions including parents' evenings, and I find these accusations a trifle absurd. However, my son’s well-being is of the utmost importance to me and as such it behooves me to bring these incidents to your attention.

Firstly, Mathew has mentioned that Dr Harvey is no longer wearing either her wedding or engagement ring, and has not done so for a year or more. Whilst this seems irrelevant in the first instance, it may become far more serious when viewed in light of this revelation.

Matthew has reported to me that on a number of occasions recently, Dr Harvey has touched my son's shoulder, his lower thigh, and, or pressed her breasts against my son in a most unseemly and deeply disturbing way. This over-tactile manner has been observed by Matthew and a number of his peers.

In Addition to this unusual tactile manner, her smiles, and her apparent inappropriate glances unnerve Matthew. Whilst I appreciate that my son, like his father is rather handsome, and dashing, those sort of glances could, and do seem to unnerve Matthew.

As a result of which, and Additionally, Matthew claims that Dr Harvey's attention towards him has caused his peers to comment that my son is indeed Dr Harvey's favourite student, and that their relationship may be more than platonic.

This situation is obviously causing my son a good deal of distress leading to his poorer attendance of late. I expect you to investigate this affair fully, and help clarify any misunderstandings that may exist between Dr Harvey, my son and other members of the school.

I look forward to hearing your reply, and Matthew and I will be more than happy to visit the school, to see you and the Chair of the Board of Governors regarding this matter.

Yours faithfully

Mr Mark Page.

The signature at the base of the letter is almost indistinguishable from the real signature, such that Dr Harvey is almost convinced it is signed by Matt’s father, but clearly it isn't, is it?
 
I looked at the letter. I was in shock. I didn't think that my actions toward Matt was harassment. I did like the boy.

"Please, Matt, don't take this letter to Dr. Heath. I would lose my job. Please, Matt. I would do anything but don't give Dr. Heath the letter.

My lips were quivering. I was warned by Dr. Heath before. This would mean my job.
 
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Matt looked at Dr Harvey. The once almost invincible looking teacher, and vice-principle was looking at him.

He studied her face, the shock, and the realisation that she was innocent yet that she had very little control over her fate.

"Well Dr Harvey, or can I call you Claire?"
 
"Claire?" This was very improper at this school. But it was a small price to pay for withholding the letter from the principal.

"Well, yes, you may call me Claire." I told him. He was very handsome.
 
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Matt smiled as the Vice principle's obvious displeasure...

"So I assume that you would prefer that I did not post these two letters?" As he spoke he placed the two sealed and stamped envelops onto her desk.
 
"Please don't Dr. Heath would not understand." I looked at his evil smile and wondered what he would want. My pussy was getting wet. I was getting excited.
 
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"Well, I am sure we can come to some mutual agreement Dr Harvey, I mean Claire..."

Matt stood up and walked to the window that over looked the garden in the quadrangle of the old red bricked building. The change in location allowed Matt to see her leather clad calves, and the hem of her dress on her thigh.
 
I watched as he was at the window. He then turned and looked at my legs. I smiled, happy that he was attracted to them. I turned my chair toward him and stood up and walked toward him.

"What are you looking at Matt? Do you like what you see?" I asked him.
 
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Matt looked at the vice principle, looking some what forlorn as her predicament becomes obvious to her.

"So Claire, have you ever slept with a virgin before?"

Matt knew he had power, and also whilst a virgin, he was some what open minded as a result to watching porn on the internet.

As he spoke, leaning agasint the window sill, he started to rub his cock through his chinos, his cock was alrady hard with the thought of Dr Harvey on her knees before him....
 
"Well......no, I haven't." I didn't know what Matt was talking about, but I saw him touching his pants. His shaft was beginning to swell. I started rubbing my pussy together.
 
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Matt smiled....

"Come and kneel before me please Claire."

He looked at her, the curve of her breasts, her high neckline of her dress hiding her cleavage, her hair in a pony.

He wanted to sleep with CLaire, but first he had to remind her who was in charge.

"Should I leave and post these two envelopes Claire?"
 
"No, Matt, please......" I got down on my knees, looking at the bulge in his pants. My hands held his.
 
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Matt looked down at the Vice Principle and smiled.

"Go on Claire... I've imagined your lips around my cock for months...... "

Matt caressed her hands with his fingers for a moment or two, before he released her hands as he reached to stroke her silky hair.

His eyes met hers as he simply nodded 'Yes'.
 
I heard him tell me to suck him. I unzipped his pants and pulled his stiff cock out. I leaned over and kissed the head. My lips pressed against his shaft and moved down it.
 
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Matt gasped loudly, as he felt, and saw Dr Harvey's lips wrap around his cock, tasting his pre-cum.

He had fantasised, imagined this moment for months, wanting to experience a blow job, but specifically with the Vice Principle. He reached for her hair and caressed it, but his hands were also there incase she had second thoughts.

As she slowly sucked him, his hips started to thrust involuntary, as he enjoyed the moment.

"Fuck that is Good Dr Harvey..... But don't make me cum yet!"
 
I released his cock from my lips. My fingers wrapped around his shaft. I then blew on it. He thrust forward, pushing his shaft down my throat. I gasped and gagged.
 
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Mattt looked at his teacher, who was on he r knees sucking him, as he face fucked her; before easing back. He was learning; enjoying the sensations of having his cock inside her mouth, shuddering each time she licked his glans.

He continued to caress her hair, or hold on to her head as he saw fit, face fucking her. At times he pushed really deep like in the videos, only for her to cough, splutter, and so he eased back on those antics.

But finally he couldn't take much more punishment. He looked down, Claire in her rather expensive, obviously tailored and thus dry clean dress similar to some of those his mother wears to work.

He wanted to cum over her face and dress, making her commute home with his cum on her dress...
 
She could feel him throbbing inside her mouth. What if he comes in her mouth? Would she be able to swallow his cum? She hadn't done oral for many years and she didn't like swallowing his cum.
 
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Matt started to sigh, deep heavily as he knew he was about to cum..

"Just kneel you bitch" he hissed as he pulled his cock out of her mouth, and held it over her face..

"Fuck Claire, you've made me cum.. ohhhhhh Fuck......!!!!"

With that he came, his first eruption covering her reading glasses and her lips, as he with drew his foreskin, and spurted another load, this time deliberately aiming for her mouth, neck and dress...

His cum dropped onto her, he had intentionally refrained from wanking for almost a week.....

He opened his eyes as he looked down, strands of cum were hanging from his glans onto her dress...

He smiled...... "That was good Claire.... now what are your plans for tomorrow evening Claire?"
 
"NO....no!!" But it was too late. He withdrew then squirted his seed all over my face. It dripped over my dress. How was I supposed to get this clean? Then he asked me about tomorrow night. Not another session like this?

"I have no plans, sir." I told him.
 
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Matt smiled...

"Good, I am home alone this weekend, knock on my front door at 6pm..... Oh and are you on the Pill Claire?"

He looked at her as he lifted his trousers up of the floor and zipped the fly, and fastened the belt. Her dress was covered with his fresh cum...
 
"Ah, yes sir." I was on the pill for a few months until i broke up with my last boyfriend. I let Matt out and tried to clean up. I toweled off the cum from my dress and my face. I licked it off my lips. It was salty.
 
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"Then I suggest you come round with the morning after pill; I am not intending to allow a few condoms to spoil the losing of my virginity."

He looked at the dress, the damp stains still visible. "I will see you tomorrow Claire in a red shift dress and those high block heel brown boots that you wear."

He opened the office and stepped out before looking back in over his shoulder, "and I expect to see you in a matching Basque set. Please do not disappoint."
 
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