She walked around the desk and gave him a hug. “The feeling is mutual, I assure you. The connection you’ve made with the students has been impressive to watch. I just pray your replacement is half as good.”
They hugged, and it struck Taisha they were lingering a while. When they were done, he looked down on her and the look in her eye was more than gratitude. It was lustful desire. The fact Coach Jackson was black, and she was white added a level of excitement. Further, the fact they were both married made it more shocking.
Taisha pulled out her camera phone and shot photos. Maggie reached for his face with both hands and pulled him in kissing him passionately. Then she wrapped her arm around his muscular back in his coaches polo. Their heads rolled side to side kissing deep and hard as her hands moved to his ass. He had tight fitting coaches shorts and she was wearing a skirt that hung past her knees.
Taisha watched in disbelief. Ms. Turner was always the picture of professionalism and control. To see her in a frenzy of passion was exciting beyond words. His hands moved to her ass and Ms. Turner leaped up, wrapped her legs around his hips and clamped onto him. He stepped her toward the desk and sat her ass on the edge. She reached for his belt and pulled at it frantically.
Taisha felt a wave of warm wetness in her pussy that was the most intense she’d ever felt. Maggie got the belt unclasped and slid both hand down his pants gripping his cock. Coach Jackson groaned and slid his hands up her skirt. As she snapped photos, it occurred to her that the pictures could ruin both careers and both families. Just then, the phone on principle turners desk rang.
They both nearly jumped out of their skin and Taisha nearly dropped her phone. It was surreal to Taisha as she watched Principle Turner struggling to pull up her panties while she ran around the desk to answer the phone. Taisha caught a flash of Principal Turners ass in the process and instinctively snapped a pic. “Hi Sam, hold on…” She pushed the hold button. She exhaled hard and loud. Coach Jackson, I’m so sorry, I don’t know what got into me…”
“Me too Ms. Turner, I’ve never done anything like that in my life…”
“I’ve gotta take this. I’ll see you tomorrow.” She picked up the phone and pushed the hold button. “Hi Sam, what’s up?”
Taisha ran for it just in time to turn the corner before coach Jackson came out. As Taisha recalled those events, she never would have imagined that she would spend many nights scanning those pics, not wondering what coach Jackson’s cock would have looked like or felt like. But what it would feel like to have Principal Turners hungry tongue lunging into her mouth after seeing her with that hungry lustful look… Oh how she wanted to direct that hidden passion of Ms. Maggie Turner onto herself.
Maggie sat, head in hand and eyes closed as Taisha masterfully kneaded her muscles. She felt, on one hand like a piece of meat tenderized by a wooden mallet, but, on the other hand, relaxed and as loose as she could ever remember. Taisha’s hands were inside her waist band, with the heels of her palms working relentless little circles on her haunches. Her fingers extended down inside her shorts and panties touching and gripping her upper cheeks.
She was acutely aware Taisha had become uncharacteristically quiet. She just tried not to tense up and let Taisha work her muscles loose. She completely lost track of time, feeling much better. She really hadn’t noticed how tense and stiff her back and hips really were. She was in a fog, as Taisha’s warm hands erased her tension, when suddenly she realized her pussy was warm and moist.
“How are you feeling Principal Turner. If you feel like you need more attention, we could move to the bed and do a full body?” Taisha stood back up and gently traced her finger tips up Maggie’s back.
Maggie began to nod before it hit her, that would be a bad idea. “No, I’m quite good. That felt amazing. I had no idea I was carrying that much tension in my body.” She stood up and moved toward the RV door. “Thank you so much, I hope for my sake you don’t let word of your talents get out. You may decide this is more lucrative than teaching. Thanks again, now I really need to shower and get ready for bed. I’m gonna sleep like a baby. By the way, no need for rent. You can do that once a week and we’ll be more than even.”
“Night Ms. Turner. Come back tomorrow for another session if you like.”
“I just might do that. See you tomorrow.”
Maggie went in the house and up to the bedroom. “Damn, Sammy where are you when I need you. I could use a double banger night tonight.”
As she stood under the hot pulsing water, she maneuvered her back under the shower head letting the pulsing jets work her muscles further. Then she removed the hosed shower head and held the massaging jets against her lower back and hips. Liking that she turned around and ran the shower head over the front of her shoulders and stomach. Without much thought she moved the pulsing showerhead between her legs and pressed it firmly against her clit. She held it there letting the jet stimulate her directly.
The vibration of the head along with the stimulating jets was remarkable. She whimpered.”Ooooohhhhh!” She instantly felt an orgasm cumming. She thought about her session with Sam.
She leaned back against the wall, pushed the showerhead against her and rocked her hips. “Oh, Sam Baby! Oh, that’s so good, I’m cumming already.”
Maggie’s mind flashed the image of Taisha’s ass in the yoga pants stretching into to crack of her perfect round muscular ass and the hint of a camel toe in front. She chased the image out but as the orgasm built, it returned. Her body spasmed as the jets continued their assault on her clit and she released a series of controlled whimpers with each wave of climactic bliss.
The shower seemed to take the edge off, and she slept like a baby. She kept busy on Sunday until Sam returned and he got a warm welcome that evening.
Monday brought some exciting news for Taisha but not so good news for the Ms. Sheryl, the regular high school American History teacher. She had an early case of strep throat. Sam delivered her the good news at the RV door. She was awake but not showered.
“Good Morning, we just found out there’s a need for a sub today. Congratulations your first day teaching at your old stomping grounds! If you can be ready to go in thirty minutes you can ride in with Maggie.” Sam noticed her form fitting pajama bottoms and did a double take at her nipples poking through her night T.
Her face lit up. “I’ll be ready! Thanks Sam!”
She closed the door and he heard her run for the shower. Taisha had long since decided on her first day outfit. It was a professional grey skirt and suit jacket with a red blouse with some black kitten heel pumps. She practically had it ready to jump in like batman.
She was ready with five minutes to spare and over the moon excited. As she closed the car door, a blast of her perfume hit her hard. In her haste, she sprayed it on heavy.