The Principal is my Uncle (Closed for adamzapple)

[AndreaSubbie]

Andrea was really excited. Uncle Ted was coming to stay! Actually, coming to live right nearby, at the bottom of the garden. Well, not in the garden, but he’d bought the house that backed on to theirs, so he’d be really local and could come over and see Mum and Dad, and stay for dinner. It was so cool.

Uncle Ted was so cool. He was really clever and important, and former Special Forces or something very hush hush and sexy. He wasn’t actually her uncle, but he’d known Mum and Dad so long that he was part of the family, and she called him Uncle Ted.

And because his house wasn’t ready, he’d be staying with them for a few days or whatever. It was so cool! And even better, he was going to be Principal of her school! How cool was that, having your uncle as the Principal!

Last time he was over, for Mum and Dad’s Halloween party, he’d been great, really nice to her. Because it was just family at the party, Mum tolerated what Andrea wanted to wear, the see through skirt, big knee boots, crop top, but Uncle Ted complimented her on her costume, and gave her nice amounts of attention, which was really kind of him because she wasn’t normally confident enough to wear things like that with grown ups. He kept ordering more drinks and food from her, like she was his personal waitress, and she loved it, always quick to bring whatever he wanted. She adored all the really nice things he’d said, and the way he’d smiled at her, and she’d had fun pretending to be cute and sexy, swinging her hips for him as if she was flirting. Even though he’s in his forties, Uncle Ted went along with it like it was their little secret, a game Mum and Dad didn’t know about. It was such fun. He was so cool!

And he'd be arriving today. Andrea brushed her long dark hair carefully, wanting to look nice. Her face was done, the clean yellow t shirt and stretch jeans looked just right on her slim frame. She half turned to the righ to check out her rear ... yep, no lines.

Slipping her feet into sandals she was ready.

She just had to pass the time until Uncle Ted arrived.

 

[adamzapple]

Edward Baker took a long look at the photograph on his cellphone as he took the cab ride from the airport; Andrea, he thought, remembering; Andrea Kay...

The prospect of a new job in a new city interested him, he’d be busy but he wouldn’t want it any other way. Lots to do getting organised and settling in. People to meet, budgets to balance. New students to....

But here his mind wandered and lewd private fantasies stole into his train of thoughts; there would doubtless be opportunities to indulge his own, special interests and kinks. Cautiously, of course. Surreptitiously ; he liked that word.

Smiling gently his mind returned to the present and to the photograph of Andrea. He’d taken it the night of the Halloween party. The witch bewitches, he thought. Cute. And she’d stayed in his mind all this time.

He remembered their playful flirting, eyes meeting across a crowded room. How she’d welcomed his special attention. How obliging she’d been; shyly meeting his interested gaze, smiling, then slowly lowering her eyes.

Even better to his way of thinking, Andrea’s parents hadn’t seemed to notice anything amiss. Trusting and unsuspecting, their daughter dressed in that provocative, revealing outfit...

He studied the photograph intently. Oh, she was almost undoubtedly innocent, of course, guileless maybe, but you could never really tell.

On a whim he opened his contacts and called her at home. He wouldn’t go directly to their house, he’d go to the school instead, take a quick look around. And who better to show him around but Andrea? He’d arrange to meet her there.

It was a Saturday but the school would certainly be open. If it wasn’t he’d have it opened; he could do anything, he was the Principal.

He smiled when he heard her voice; “Andrea? Hi, it’s Uncle Ted. Change of plan. I need someone to give me a quick tour of the school, are you available?”

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Andrea had just opened the internet on her tablet, to pass the time, when her phone rang.

looking at the caller, she could hardly believe it!

"Andrea? Hi, it’s Uncle Ted. Change of plan. I need someone to give me a quick tour of the school, are you available?”

"hey, Uncle Ted!" she gushed, "course I am, whatever you want! When do you want me? Are we going over now? Shall I meet you there or are you coming here?

You are still coming to stay, aren't you?" There was a note of disappointment in her voice, fearing that the plans that had changed included that.

She closed her tablet to give Uncle Ted her full attention, not wanting to disappoint him. She could cycle the short distance to school and be there in ten minutes.

 

[adamzapple]

Andrea’s voice was warm, friendly and enthusiastic when she answered his call, and it brought a pleasing image of her to mind; her eager willingness to bring him food and drinks at the Halloween party.

And did he also detect a hint of disappointment creeping in as she asked if there had been a change of plans? More to the point, what might he deduce from that?

He smiled at the sudden, breathless rush of questions. Andrea, he thought, I’m going to enjoy you so very, very much.

“I wouldn’t miss staying with you for the world,” he assured her. “And it’s just a small change of plan. I have to drop some things at the school, thought I’d have another look around while it’s quiet...”

Leaning forward he told the cab driver to take him to the school, he’d make his own way from there.

‘When did he want her?’ he thought, what a leading question.

“I’m almost there,” he told Andrea. “Let’s say fifteen minutes..” and he couldn’t resist adding, “in the Principals office...”

When he had paid off the cab driver, and paused to look around at the empty car park and peaceful grounds, he carried his suitcase inside the silent building.

Edward Baker had always enjoyed the special atmosphere of a big school out of hours. His footsteps echoed in the gleaming corridors. Doors stood open on empty rooms.

The future seemed suddenly full of new opportunities, and he wasn’t just thinking about his career. Andrea would be there shortly.

He was really looking forward to getting to know her better, on all kinds of levels.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

“I wouldn’t miss staying with you for the world,”

That's what he'd said! How excited that made her. She was really fond of him, and just loved being in his company, She'd always enjoyed his visits, of course, but that last one, at Halloween, there was something special about that.

She hadn't forgotten the special fun they'd had playing their game, the way it had been their little secret, the wonderful sensations she'd felt inside, the happiness she'd got from his attentions, and how much confidence it had given her.

Would he be willing to play the game some more? There wasn't a party to give her an excuse to dress up for him, or to serve him drinks, but since he really was staying with them, so exciting, she could always make him coffee and bring him beers.

Without consciously thinking it, she knew she'd have to be careful, she knew she didn't want her parents to know about their game. But she could manage that.

"Hey, Mum? I'm going out for a bit on my bicycle? Shouldn't be long? I have my phone?"

"Ok sweetie, just be home for when your Uncle Ted gets here ... It shoudn't long now," Rachel replied.

"Sure Mum, I'll be here," Andrea said with a smile, wondering what made her leave out the little detail of where she was going and why, as she made her way out the house.

A short time later she was cycling in to the empty school. She left her bicycle at the students bike stand and hurried in to the Principal's office. There weren't many people around, just grounds staff and cleaning crew, no-one that she could see from Administration.

The Principal. That's what it said on the door. Having smoothed her yellow t shirt, made sure it was tucked in to her jeans, she knocked, her tummy in butterflies.

 

[adamzapple]

Ted Baker enjoyed his work, he enjoyed the lifestyle it enabled him to live... but he needed distractions, he needed a little excitement in his life.

He saw Andrea, when she arrived, a slim, feminine shape through the frosted pane of glass of his office door.

He felt a pleasant buzz of anticipation at the prospect of the coming months; she was young, shy and naive, that much was plainly obvious.

Could she be corrupted and exploited? He thought she probably could, if he handled things properly, with the right words, the right ‘encouragement’.

There was always more to a person than you saw at first glance and it was the attraction of the dark, passionate fires that might smoulder beneath the surface that he was most interested in.

“Come on in, Andrea,” he called. He was smiling warmly, genuinely pleased to see her, and standing before his desk when she entered.

She looked the picture of innocence with her attractive face and slim, petite figure. Unsuspecting. Modestly dressed, clean-living, with a trusting nature; where could he lead her? what dark, exciting pathways might they explore together in secret?

“I was hoping you’d be wearing your cute witches outfit,” he teased her. His glance took her in, so chaste and so pure, but for how long?

“How about a kiss for your Uncle Ted?” he said, stepping towards her and turning his cheek expectantly. Why not? he thought. They were alone. They were quite alone.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Andrea grinned like an idiot as she entered the room, and because they were in the Principal's office, she didn't run to him like she wanted to. No, she very properly walked quietly up to him, standing on tip toes to kiss his cheek like he asked.

Mm, he smelled nice. Clean, manly. She couldn't help it, but being so close to him she wrapped her arms round him and hugged close, something she couldn't really do at home, her face pressed into his muscled chest.

Letting him go, she stepped back and looked up into his face.

"I wasn't sure if you'd remember that costume," she replied, eyes shining, but voice unable to disguise her pleasure at him mentioning it, "it was a fun evening, wasn't it?"

How wonderful to be able to bring up so soon their last time together. She had hardly stopped thinking of it and all the new sensations that were awoken that evening. Did he remember their game as clearly as he remembered her costume? Was he inviting her to wear it again for him? Was this his way of saying he would indeed keep the game going? Was there any way she could ask him to keep the game going?

"I'm sure I could find it again some time, ... if you like?" she added, blushing gently at her own suggestion, and dropped her eyes, before adding again, "just for you? ... well perhaps just not at home?"

Oh dear, now she was getting herself into all kinds of bother. What must he think of her? She was being so childish when she wanted him to think her more grown-up, mature.

Needing to change the subject, scared that he might say 'yes', scared that he might not say 'yes', she blurted,

"So you want me to show you everything? What do you want to see first? Which part of school? Where do we start the Grand Tour of your new Empire?"

And she giggled happily, recovered from her previous embarrassment, and started humming the Darth Vader tune from Star Wars.

 

[adamzapple]

The hug came as a welcome surprise, up on her toes, her soft, warm lips against his cheek, a sweet display of affection; and then her lithe young body pressing against him...

“The memory of that night is fixed firmly in my mind,” he assured her, privately delighted at her suggestion that she might wear it again just for him.

Innocent and playful, he thought, pleased. Up close she smelt clean and fresh, her skin clear and smooth and blemish free. Her hair shining.

He felt her small, firm breasts pressed against him; uninhibited because she was unsuspecting, unaware of his true nature, his personal motives. The dark fantasies that her presence aroused inside him.

The faint blush that coloured her cheeks was perfect. “Actually, I insist that you wear the costume again,” he smiled.

“When we’re alone, and just for private fun, of course,” he added. “It’ll be our own, special secret.”

"So you want me to show you everything....?” she said, and her opening words seemed to echo and reverberate through him; through his mind and through his body.

He did; he wanted her to show him everything, and he believed with the right encouragement, with a little duplicity, that she would. But all in good time.

“ What do you want to see first? Which part of school? Where do we start the Grand Tour of your new Empire?"

He smiled again as he recognised the tune from Star Wars. A sense of humour, too. She really was the ideal, delectable prey, and so eager and enthusiastic, too.

Dark thoughts stirred constantly inside him and it was necessary that he indulge them whenever the opportunity arose; Ted Baker was never a man to miss an opportunity to corrupt the innocent.

“I want you to show me everything,” he began, catching her gaze and smiling gently, letting her read whatever she wished into his words.

“But first...” He moved closer to her, watching her eyes, noting her reaction, her response, her body language, “ But first... give me a proper kiss? On the lips.”

Leaning down he still smiled but it was no longer a suggestion, it was more an instruction, a gentle demand that she obey.

“Our own special, secret kiss, that no one else will ever know about,” he encouraged her, leaning still closer.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Oh my! Andrea suddenly felt a bit nervous, a bit scared. This was new territory! Uncle Ted wanted a proper kiss! Really? REALLY?

But a special, secret kiss, one that was their own, that no-one else needed to know about. It was their game from before, their secret game, and Andrea realised that they could play it any time the two of them were alone. Like now.

Uncle Ted was giving her a chance to be a grown up. She'd adored flirting with him in her Halloween costume, and he was saying it was ok to keep going when they were alone.

This was just innocent flirting, but what fun! She had never kissed a man before. Boys, sure, but not a man.

Placing her hands flat on his chest muscles she tilted up on her toes, face lifted to his, and touched his lips with hers. She closed her eyes, breathed in gently, and relaxed her lips, the suction gentle but there. Her insides were quivering and her mind was ablaze, filled with him insisting she wear the costume for him again, filled with his repeating her words about showing him everything. Would she? Is that what she wanted? Not quite; what she wanted was for him to demand that she show him everything, like he'd just demanded this kiss.

Oh my! Oh yes, oh my!

 

[adamzapple]

As he sat in the lounge later that night, at the home of Andrea’s parents, Ted Baker relived the moments of the day.

Andrea had kissed him willingly enough, her lips warm and soft and compliant. He remembered how she’d closed her eyes; not her first kiss, but perhaps the first kiss that meant something special.

Standing on her toes with her chin uplifted, she’d responded tentatively when he’d used his tongue. It had required considerable effort to hold himself back.

“In future, I want you to kiss me that way whenever I tell you...” he’d told her.

The tour of the school had been a pleasure in her company. The assembly hall, the gymnasium, the sports facility with its great empty swimming pool.

They’d toured the science block, smiling and chatting as they’d passed through the silent, sunlit classrooms.

Andrea had been a delight, talking happily, smiling at his jokes, warmly affectionate. It was good to spend time alone with her. Later they’d walked to her home, Andrea wheeling her bicycle, for a cheerful reunion with her parents.

Now her parents were clearing away the evening meal leaving Ted and Andrea momentarily alone in the lounge.

He watched Andrea with a twinkle in his eyes as he sat in a comfortable armchair. The muted voices of her parents and the rattle of dishes carried softly from the back of the house.

He’d deliberately caught her eye several times during the meal, smiling at her, paying her compliments, making it a game, a game she clearly enjoyed.

It would be interesting to see how far he might go with her, how far he might take her, how receptive and willing she would be to his increasing demands. His authority.

Now he beckoned Andrea towards him by slowly crooking his finger at her; did she remember what he’d told her that afternoon?

“Andrea? Kiss me again,” he told her.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Oh! here it was! She'd been waiting all evening for him to make good on his promise. The promise that he'd demand again a kiss like they shared in his office.

She didn't know if it was going to be today or at some point in the future, but he'd promised, saying she had to kiss him like that when he told her. He even implied that he's ask her on more than one occasion!

And here was the first of them. She uncurled herself from the couch and walked slowly over to him, wishing she could have worn her see through skirt and leggings like at halloween, but she had to make do with her t shirt and jeans.

when she was in front of him, she sank to her knees, placing her hands on his thighs, and leaned forward, her face only a centimetre from his. Closing her eyes again, she gathered her lips for a soft, sensual kiss and moved forward to let her soft mouth touch his.

She thought back to the lovely time they'd spent touring the school, his school, and was so happy at what good company he was. She thought of how he'd given her so much attention at dinner, but was clever not to get her mum and dad worried.

And he was going to be staying with them here, in the house, for a while to come!