Jane Fox - Faculty free for all

Sun was just sneaking into the dorm when he felt a rough hand on his shoulder. His face went white in the moonlight when he whirled around and stood face to face with Mr. Milton.

Kurt turned red with anger when he saw the photographs that young Sam had been hiding behind his back. Now he was glad that he'd confiscated the envelope.

Kurt's first reaction was to go straight home and confront Sally with the evidence. Then, when he started tar think clearly, he began to see a way that he could shame Sally and get what he wanted at the same time. It probably wasn't Sally's fault, even though anyone could see that she was enjoying the whole thing. It was the Grays' fault. Kurt had felt funny about both of them ever since they started teaching. A woman as attractive as Alicia Gray was bound to mean trouble and her husband must be one of those weirdos. He would get even with all three of them and get himself in good with Miss Sarah in the process.

Kurt smiled a thin, tight-lipped smile. Now he knew exactly what he was going to do. He was going to take the photographs and turn them over to Miss Sarah in the morning. That way Miss Sarah would be convinced that he was of good moral character. It took a really strong moral man to turn in his wife for lewd behavior. Miss Sarah would be so impressed that she'd give him the job of Vice-Principal immediately. Kurt was sure of that. Then she'd fire the Grays and Kurt could send Sally packing. He didn't think Sally would cause any trouble once she knew that he had the negatives to the pictures. Sally would be too embarrassed to do anything but leave.

Kurt grinned as he climbed in bed beside his sleeping wife. She was going to have a real surprise awaiting her in the morning. He'd show the pictures to Miss Sarah first and then he'd confront Sally with them. He could hardly wait. For once, he'd have the upper hand with Sally. Now she'd believe what he'd said about being a prim and proper wife.

Miss Sarah's hands were shaking as she handed Dick the envelope of photographs. She still didn't know what to do. Kurt had brought her the pictures this morning and she was still upset.

"What did you say?" Dick asked, paging through the photos and looking puzzled. "Are you going to try them, Puss?"

"I told Kurt to come back at three for my decision," Miss Sarah said, shaking her head sorrowfully. "I made him promise not to say anything to anyone, including Sally, until I'd had time to think it over."

Dick nodded and smiled. Then he reached out and squeezed Miss Sarah's hand. "Well?" he asked, waiting for her to speak.

"You know, it's just not fair," Miss Sarah said slowly. "I've been thinking about all the fun you and I've had, and I just can't see firing people for the very same thing. I wish there was something I could do about it. I'm afraid I'm caught in a bind though. I know Kurt's got the negatives and he'll make trouble if I don't fire them. There's just got to be a way out."

The doorbell rang, sharp and insistent. Miss Sarah got up to answer it and a minute later she ushered in two very frightened-looking students.

"I… I just had to come and see you, Miss Sarah," Sam Sampson gulped. "I've got to tell you something real awful!"

Bitsy Allen reached out and held Sam's hand tightly. "Tell her!" she hissed. "You promised you would."

"Well, last night I did something really bad," Sam confessed, looking back and forth between Mr. Barton and Miss Sarah. "I had my dad send me a camera and I sneaked in the faculty quad. Then I took some pictures of Mr. and Mrs. Gray and… and Mrs. Milton."

Poor Sam wished that he could sink right through the floor he was so embarrassed. He knew he had to tell Miss Sarah though. Bitsy had made him promise to confess the whole thing.

"You took these pictures?" Dick asked, handing the envelope to Sam.

Sam glanced at the pictures and his face turned even redder.

"Uh… yeah!" he gasped. "Mr. Milton must have given them to you, huh?"

Miss Sarah nodded. Sam had never seen his Principal so upset. She looked almost like she was ready to cry.

"I… I guess you're going to have to fire them, huh?" Sam asked, hanging his head in shame. "You're probably going to have to expel me too. Gee! I wish my dad had never sent me that darn camera!"

"I wish there was some way that I could get out of firing them," Miss Sarah said. "Mr. Milton kept the negatives though. I'm afraid I'll have to do it."

Suddenly Dick grinned. "Maybe you won't have to fire them after all," he breathed. "I've got an idea I think might just work. You kids wait in the other room for a while and let me talk to Miss Sarah. I've got an idea that might just get us out of all this trouble."

"If we can figure out some way of getting pictures just like those of Kurt in a compromising situation, I think we can talk him out of doing anything with the negatives," Dick said, after he and Miss Sarah were alone. "I'm going to need your help though, Puss. Do you think you can talk Alicia into seducing Kurt? We could have the kids take pictures of the two of them together and then we can offer to trade our negatives for the ones Kurt has. That should work if Alicia will go along with it."

"I'll get her over here right away," Miss Sarah promised, picking up the phone. "Then you can brief Sam and Bitsy on what to do."

Alicia turned white as a sheet when she saw the photographs Miss Sarah was holding. "I… I suppose you're going to fire us," she moaned miserably. "You can't do much else, can you?"

Miss Sarah smiled. "If you can get Kurt Milton to… to fuck you, I don't think we'll have to fire anyone," she said, winking at the amazed girl. "Here's what well do."

Ten minutes later Bitsy and Sam were loading the camera again. Sam laughed excitedly as he and Bitsy finished in the darkroom. "It's only one o'clock," Bitsy said, glancing at her wristwatch. "We've still got two hours to wait until Mr. Milton meets Mrs. Gray. What shall we do, Sam?"

Sam's face began to turn red. "You… you said you'd suck my cock if I went to Miss Sarah, remember? I… I'd sure like it if you'd do it now."

Bitsy giggled. Her face turned red too and she nodded slowly. "I guess I did promise that, didn't I? Do you want me to do it right here, Sam?"

"Let's go in the darkroom," Sam suggested. "We can lock the door from the inside and no one can see." Bitsy giggled again in excitement, as Sam locked the door behind them. She could only see dimly in the darkness. Sam turned on the dim amber colored safe lights and Bitsy giggled again. Even though there wasn't much light, she could still see the big bulge poking out of Sam's pants.

"You're really horny, aren't you?" she asked, reaching out and tentatively touching the lump in the front of his pants.

"Yeah," Sam admitted, grinning back. "I never had anyone do this before, Bitsy. Gee! I can hardly wait."

Bitsy giggled again. "I've never done it before either," she admitted. "I hope I do it right, Sam."

Bitsy's small fingers fumbled at the zipper on Sam's jeans. Then her hand darted inside and pulled out his long, hard cock.

"Oooooh, it's really big!" she gasped. "I don't know if I can get it all in my mouth, Sam."

Sam was so excited that he almost came tight in Bitsy's hand. Her fingers were so hot and tickly on his hard prick that he started puffing through his nose in passion.

"Just lick it all over to start with," he begged, slipping his pants all the way down. "Let me sit up here though. I don't wanta fall over."

Bitsy watched as Sam jumped up on the printing counter. Then she pulled a tall stool over and sat right in front of him. Her mouth was only inches from Sam's jerking cock.

The excited young girl felt a strange tingle in her pussy as she stared at Sam's long hard cock. She knew that she was about to do something naughty but it was terribly exciting. Ever since Sam had asked her to suck his cock the first time, she'd been thinking about it. She asked the other girls in her dorm and she found out that lots of the girls sucked their boyfriends' cocks. There was no reason why she shouldn't do the same thing. Besides, she had promised Sam that if he went to Miss Sarah and confessed, she'd do it. She couldn't back out now. She didn't really want to.