He released her and sat there waiting to see what she does. Jessica took the scissors and cut two strips from her tattered red scarf that were sticking out of the copier.
“I have a gift for my rescuer.”
“What?”
She put a strip from her tattered scarf in his hands and kept the other for herself.
“Wear this strip of my tattered scarf in your belt next week.”
“Why?”
“I will wear this other one.”
“So?”
“And if we meet in the school…”
“What then?”
“Well then we will introduce ourselves. ok?”
“Introduce? yea. OK.”
The janitor escaped into the dark hallway holding only his scarf strip gift as Jessica was groping around trying to collect her things. He wasn’t sure about this red scarf strip idea. He will decide about that later. If the police arrive, he’s planning to bury it. Two minutes later the room lights came up making it easier for Jessica.
“Unnnh… Hello?”
“Daddy?”
“Huh? What time is it? Why are you calling in the middle of the night?”
“Daddy. I… I need a ride home.”
“Can’t you call a taxi?”
“Please Daddy. I’m at school. Please.”
“Now?”
“Please Daddy.”
“Yea? OK. OK sweetie. I’ll be there soon.”
“Thanks Daddy. You’re the best.”
Jessica cleaned herself up in the girls room while waiting for her father to pick her up. She made herself as presentable as she could be and washed the smell of sex off of her. She was grateful that she still had a functioning blouse and an integral skirt. As she climbed into his car at 3AM, her father noticed that she had no panties. In her outfit, this is a fact that was rather difficult to hide, despite how Jessica tried. He also noticed that she still had a major cream pie, despite her efforts to clean herself up down there. There was just too much still oozing out of her.
“It looks like you had a fun evening.”
“You wouldn’t believe…”
“Try me. I’m gullible.”
“Oh Daddy! It’s just not believable.”
“It can’t be that amazing.”
Jessica started to retell her story to her dad. She just needed to tell someone, and she’s always been close to her dad. Her mother would just judge her harshly, but her dad would comfort her. She dearly wanted to be comforted just now. But Jessica gave way too many exquisite facts in stunning detail and the comforting her dad started to give her was not the comforting she expected.
“Daddy!”
“Oh Jessica.”
They were nearly home when he suddenly pulled over. His pajamas were around his knees. He was slouched in her seat and she was above him. He held up the hem of her skirt and she impaled herself upon his stiff waiting dick.
“Oh Jessica! Jessica!”
“Oh Daddy! Kiss me.”
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EPILOGUE
On Monday morning, Jessica returned to school. The principal waved her into his office.
“How are you today Jessica?”
She returned a dirty look, but she looked OK. She was modestly dressed and looked rather proper, but an odd piece of red scarf was hanging from her belt. She looked for a similar piece on the principal, but there was none.
“I’m fine, thank you.”
“I hear that you used the old copier on Friday without permission.”
Her face went red as she blushed profusely.
“I… I’m sorry.”
“I’m going to need to punish you.”
“Oh.”
“It will be a stiff punishment.”
“Ohhh… stiff?… I can stomach stiff,” she uttered with innuendo in a flirty and even naughty manner.
He looked at her and he was thinking. He seemed to have made an unusual decision.
She seemed to be trying to make a decision too.
“It wont be only in your stomach… and it may take a while,” he said quietly.
“Well, I have no time to be thus tied up at school.”
“Um.. I could tie up your time at my house.”
“Getting tied up at your house? That would be fine.”
“Unnnh…. Tonight?”
“Every night, all night, if you like.” She smiled and winked at him.
He falls back into his chair.
“Oh my. Oh my… Marry me Jessica!” he blurted out. He just couldn’t help himself.
“Maybe… Just maybe my dear Mr. Skinner.”
When her 10th grade class started, Jessica blushed when she saw the four 15 year old boys, but they all smiled nicely back at her.
“Hi Miss Roberts.”
“Oh… Hi.”
She had expected this initial meeting to be the worst form of humiliation. Maybe it wasn’t them. The four were no trouble on this day and let her teach the class without interruption.
But at the end of class, Dirk left a small wrapped gift on her table and departed. She looked at it with fear and trepidation. When the room was empty, she finally had the courage to open it. She read the card.
“For Casual Fridays — Wear it well, wear it dangerously. With much love from Dirk, Nick, Paul, and Abe”
The handwriting on the card was different for each name.
She opened the box. It was a new red scarf.
Towards the end of last period AP class, there was an accident at one of the lab benches. It was a bad, but not dangerous, spill with much broken glass and other stuff on the floor. Jessica called for a janitor. A large young man soon arrived and looked at the mess.
“I’ll need to get my cleaning stuff.”
“OK. Please come back after class is dismissed. Wait… I know you.”
“Yea.”
They stood about twenty feet apart and looked at each other for a minute. They were homeroom classmates back in high school, but never shared any classes, though they each had vivid fantasies about each other back then. Jessica has never seen a better looking janitor and he has never seen a better looking teacher. They looked each other over.
At they same instant they both notice a fragment of red scarf hanging from each other’s belt. Both mouths dropped open in utter amazement at the same time.
“Oh my!” she said.
“Wow!” he said.
She stepped forward and extended her hand towards him.
“Hi. I am Jessica Roberts, the new science teacher here.”
“Um. Yea. I’m Matt Summers, the accomplished janitor.”
“Accomplished? Yea.. accomplished,” she winks at him.
Their hands met in a hearty handshake.
“I also have some trouble with something in my closet back there.”
“I’ll deal with that when I return, too,” he said with some meaning and a grin.
Jessica was smiling and the junior and senior girls were all giggling and twittering.
“Daddy?”
“Yes sweetie.”
“I decided that I like my school after all… and I like living here in your basement too.”
“Are you sure?”
“As sure as I am that you’re getting hard again.”
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Barbarian Dogwoggle
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