11 comments/ 94510 views/ 7 favorites I Got Needs Ch. 02 By: darthytse It had been two weeks since the young high school band director Suzanne Baines was blackmailed into having sex with her boss, Principal Randy "Bull" Jefferson. He had acquired some pictures from a security camera of a student kissing her, even though she had pushed the boy away and discouraged his advances. In the two weeks, Suzanne had hoped that perhaps Bull had forgotten about the "deal" he had made with her: that if she made herself available to him whenever he e-mailed her with "I.G.N." in the subject line (for "I Got Needs"), he would not release the photos to the public. Suzanne had also just ended her menstruation cycle, which was a major relief to her. It meant that Bull was more than likely telling her the truth when he told her he had had a vasectomy, and could not get her pregnant. Suzanne had also not had intimate relations with her husband Tom for over two months, and it was really starting to bother him. He kept pestering her for sex, but she was just not interested. And how could she be? Even though she almost hated her principal, there was no way her husband could satisfy her sexually the way Bull had that night. Besides that, she felt guilty about what had happened, which made her feel that it would also be "wrong" of her to give herself to her husband, now that she had had sex with another man. It was all so confusing! Still, she took some comfort that her tormented soul was "healing," as she had not heard from Bull in two weeks. Perhaps she was a disappointment to him sexually. That was fine with her! She thought that, maybe, if given some time away from sex altogether, she might be able to be intimate with her husband again. When Suzanne arrived at work, she went into her large empty classroom and turned on the lights, then made her way over to her separate office room where she put her purse and lunchbox down next to her desk. She sat at the chair and turned on her computer. Once it had booted up, she brought up her e-mail program as she did nearly every day as part of her before-school routine. As the new e-mail messages loaded into her inbox, she saw one from her husband. It was an apology for the fight they had had that morning about his low-paying job situation. She appreciated his apology, but was still frustrated that he did not offer to look for a job with better pay and benefits. She would have to calmly explain her frustration to him tonight. Then another e-mail came. It was from RJefferson, and it simply read, "I.G.N." in the subject line. There was no additional text in the body of the e-mail. Suzanne's heart just sank. She just stared at it for a long time, trying to decide what she was going to do. If she went to the authorities to complain of sexual harassment, he would proudly state that they had consensual sex that night, or he would release the photos, or both. Her life would be ruined. She just wanted to cry. Suddenly, the bell rang, signaling the time when students were to begin entering classrooms. In seven minutes, her first period class would begin. She grabbed a tissue, dabbed at her eyes and blew her nose to compose herself, then got up and smiled as some of the "early bird" students began to arrive with their instruments. --- At lunch time, Suzanne finally had the room to herself again, and she was hungry. She went back into her office, sat down, and opened up her lunchbox on her desk. As she took her first bite of ham sandwich, she checked her e-mails, as she always did at lunchtime. She had forgotten about this morning's e-mail from Bull until she saw it again, almost jumping out at her. She sighed in her seat and leaned against the back of the chair. "What am I going to do?" she asked herself out loud. She remembered that Bull had told her that whenever she got an e-mail like that, she was to reply with a time that she could make it over to his office across campus and perform her "duty" with him. She resigned herself to the fact that, most likely by the time she went home today, she will have had sex with her boss again. As she sat with that thought on her mind, she began to try to "psyche herself up for it." She feared that if she wallowed in her personal misery over this, she could really get psychologically messed up. So Suzanne began to reflect on that night two weeks ago. She shuddered at the memories of walking into his office, not knowing exactly what to expect. But then she remembered how he did take the time to stimulate her orally, even to the point of her own orgasm! She knew that technically, that didn't necessarily indicate that he "cared" for her feelings. She knew that some men, like her husband, loved spending "face-time" down there. Though she didn't understand the male fascination with the female sex organs, it was usually a good thing for the woman, if the man knew what he was doing! Nevertheless, she knew that Bull could have just "dry-humped" her, which would have gotten his rocks off but would have been miserable for her. The fact that he took the time to get her slick and wet before penetrating her with his large penis definitely helped a lot that night, as she also recalled the tremendous, unexpected SECOND orgasm she had—a simple result of the sheer length and girth of Bull's organ. Suzanne pondered what had physically caused her to have such a mind-blowing orgasm, since she had never experienced that during sex with her husband. She assumed it had something to do with Bull's penis size, but what did it have to do with her own anatomy? Then she remembered how some of her college girlfriends used to talk about "g-spots," an area supposedly deep within a woman's vagina, that if contacted, would help bring a woman to orgasm more quickly. She had always assumed it was a myth, but perhaps there was something to it after all. Perhaps her husband's penis just wasn't long enough to reach her "g-spot." Strangely, she was beginning to get butterflies in her stomach. It was much more of a "nervous," even "excited" feeling rather than "pit-in-your-stomach" upset. Why was she feeling this way? Whenever she thought of Bull as a person, she just wanted to vomit. But now that she was thinking of him as an object which could bring her extreme pleasures, she warmed up to the idea of having sex with him again. She smiled as she realized that this is exactly what women complain about in men—that they view women as "objects" and not real people. But since Bull obviously didn't really "love" her, and she had no desire for him to, she decided that if her thinking of him as an "object" could get her through these little trysts with him, then by golly that's what she was going to do. She suddenly felt empowered and more in control than she had two weeks ago! She had finished most of her lunch when the bell rang to end lunchtime. She hurriedly threw away her trash and zipped up her lunchbox, replacing it on the floor as students began trickling in once again. --- Two hours later, the last bell of the day rang, indicating the end of the instructional day. As her students began putting their instruments away, Suzanne reminded them of the academic responsibility they have to practice an hour per night, and that she wasn't sure many of them were doing so. Jose walked up to her as other students were leaving. He was the boy who had made a pass at her two weeks ago, getting her in this whole blackmail mess in the first place. Still, she was flattered that he found her attractive, as she was about eleven years older than he. "Hey, Mrs. Baines," he began nervously. "I made you this CD mix," he said as he handed her a home computer CD. "I know we've been talking about Metal lately, and I wanted to give you a sampling of some of my favorite bands," he finished. "Well, Jose, that was very sweet of you," she smiled. "I'll give it a listen and tell you what I think." "Th-thanks," Jose smiled. Then he got closer and quieter, more serious: "And I'm sorry about what happened." He had already apologized for that, Suzanne thought. Why was he bringing it up now? "Just don't do it again," she reprimanded. "It could get me in a lot of trouble," she said, thinking of how she almost already was! Jose smiled and turned to walk out of the classroom as Mr. Jefferson walked in. "Oh, hey, Mr. Jefferson," he greeted as they passed each other in the door. Suzanne cursed herself for forgetting to reply to Bull's e-mail this morning. Bull said nothing to Jose, but turned to watch him walk around the corner of the hallway. When Jose was out of sight, he turned to face Suzanne. He walked into the room, closing the door behind him. "Still spending some after-school time with Mr. Rodriguez, are we?" he taunted. "Please stop that," she grimaced as she walked across the room to pick up a stray piece of music on the floor. "I told you that it was nothing, and that I pushed him away and told him to never do that again." Bull waited a moment before replying. "Hm. You're probably right," he said as he leaned against the door and folded his arms. "Too bad those pictures don't show that," she smiled. "Yeah, too bad," Suzanne retorted sarcastically, knowing full well Bull could have printed THOSE pictures from the security camera as well, but obviously didn't since they would be "evidence" supporting her claim and destroying his blackmail. "Did you get my e-mail this morning?" he asked. "Yes. I'm sorry I didn't respond to it right away. The truth is, I was busy all day and forgot to reply," she explained as she filed the stray music in a cabinet before turning to face him. "Likely story," he said. She didn't know what to make of that comment, but he seemed to not mean anything nasty about it. He continued before she could respond. "Well," he said as he walked away from the wall towards her, arms still crossed. "I was in the neighborhood anyway." "You mean...you want to do it in HERE?" Suzanne asked in amazement. "Sure," he shrugged. "Why not?" "Well," she began as she tried to think of a good excuse, "For one thing, a student could walk in on us!" Bull shook his head as he moved closer to her. "Door's locked. Any other excuse?" he asked as he unzipped his trousers. The butterflies were going crazy suddenly! "Well..." she trailed off, desperate for a better excuse. "Tell ya what," Bull said as he moved just inches from her, "While you're thinking about that, I'm going to pull my dick outta my boxers and fly, and you're going to suck on it." Suzanne was shocked for the moment at his crudeness, but couldn't think of anything else to do but look down as he fumbled with his penis. Gosh, it sure was a monster—even before it was erect! She just stared at it, dangling out of his fly. She really hadn't gotten a good look at it last time. The facts that it was very dark and large were about all she could notice about it. "Get on your knees," Bull quietly ordered. Suzanne froze again. She rarely—only on very special occasions—performed oral sex on her husband. She just didn't like the way it smelled or tasted. But here she was, stuck in a blackmail situation in which if she did not comply with this request, he could call off the deal and release those photos. "What have I got to lose?" she asked herself as she lowered herself down on her knees, face-to-face with the behemoth that would later be the source of her own bliss. "Have you ever sucked on a black cock before?" Bull asked nastily. She shook her head. "I normally don't even put my husband's in my mouth," she replied, looking up at Bull. He laughed. "Well, your tits, pussy and ass belongs to me now, anyway. So let's just make add your mouth to my collection, OK?" She pursed her lips at that crude sentiment. "Great," she thought sarcastically to herself as she reached up to take his swelling penis in her left hand. She lifted the head up to her mouth as she opened her lips to take it in. Her mouth felt very warm, almost hot, as it slowly slid its way over the head. She noticed as she got closer to Bull's body that he must have put some sort of cologne on down here. She could only faintly smell the sweaty odor from his crotch, though she could taste the saltiness on his penis. "Mmm," Bull voiced as she moved her mouth up and down the crown of his penis and just beyond that. That was as far as she could go without gagging. Her jaw was opened wide, and she hoped it didn't lock in this position. She looked up at him, and his eyes were closed and his breathing was picking up. "That's it, baby," he said quietly. "Suck on my big, black cock." As it hardened, Suzanne could barely get her fingers around it. She looked at her hand as she grasped his manhood, and noticed her wedding band on her ring finger catching some of the fluorescent lights overhead. It reminded her of her unfaithfulness. The only thing she could do to comply with Bull's blackmail and not overwhelm herself with guilt was to close her own eyes as she continued the oral stimulation. Suzanne was not really enjoying this, but she hoped that if he were to ejaculate now, she might be excused from anything else this afternoon. Then she wondered if she would be able to tell he was going to ejaculate before he did so. She definitely was not a "swallower"! "Ah, that's it, baby," Bull breathed. "Your mouth is so hot and wet!" She tried to pick up the pace a little, hoping to hurry him along. Suddenly, Bull pushed her head away. "OK, that's enough, baby. That's enough. I'm hard enough and I'm ready to go. Now let's just get you ready..." he said. Happy to be finished with that part of foreplay, but sad that the ordeal would not be over soon, she stood up and turned away from him as she wiped some saliva off of her chin, not knowing what to expect next. Bull embraced her from behind and moved her long brown hair away from her neck so he could kiss, lick, and nibble on it. As he kissed her neck, he reached with his right hand under her tan, flowy skirt and began to tug at her panties while he groped a breast over her brown sweater with his left hand. Not knowing what else to do, she helped him get her light blue cotton panties to the floor. Suddenly, Suzanne remembered that she hadn't had a chance to clean herself, as she usually liked to do before any sexual activity. "I...I probably should go clean up first," she said quietly. "Did you take a shower this morning?" Bull asked. "I took a bath. I always take a bath," she replied. "That's good enough for me. I like the natural smell of a pussy," Bull whispered huskily in her ear. Bull then put his hands on both shoulders and began to turn her around to face him. She couldn't look him in the eye. He understood and started to kiss her cheeks, then down to her neck, still manipulating her breast with one hand and now squeezing her buttocks over her skirt with his other hand. It was all so surreal to her! Bull tugged at the bottom of Suzanne's sweater and pulled it up over her head. Then he began to unbutton her blouse. As he did, he breathed, "I gotta suck on them luscious titties o' yours." He helped her out of her bra, so that all she was wearing was her brown flowy skirt. No top, no panties, and now, no bra. Bull massaged her breasts with his hands, and then bent down to lick, then nibble, then suck on her right breast. Then he alternated to the left one, then back to the right one. Suzanne's breath increased. This was definitely arousing! She decided right there and then that she was going to make him please her body. She wanted to feel his pulsating penis deep inside her, touching that special spot it had two weeks ago. She reared her head back and closed her eyes. Then Bull said, "Let's go into your office." --- Jose had left the building and started to walk home when he decided he really needed to see Mrs. Baines again. His crush on her was overwhelming him, and he sensed that she was attracted to him, too. As he wrestled with his feelings, he concluded that he was just going to go back there and tell her how he felt, damn the world for making such a relationship taboo! He turned around and headed back to the school. When Jose arrived, he found that the performing arts building was already locked. He was disappointed, but he knew that Mrs. Baines was still in her room because he could see the classroom lights on through the window above her office. It was quiet around the campus, and getting dark. Jose decided it would be safe to climb the tree outside the window and try to get Mrs. Baines' attention through it. Once he had climbed high enough to look into the window, Jose could not believe what he was seeing. He looked down onto Mrs. Baines' desk, only to see her lying on it, on her back, nearly fully-clothed except for her long skirt bunched up to her waist, her legs spread wide, and a black man burying his face in her panty-free crotch. Jose immediately ducked in embarrassment and fear that one of them had spotted him. But while he began to rage with jealousy, he also had to see more. This was a chance he might never get again—to see his lovely music teacher engaged in sex! He peeked his eyes over the window once more and saw the couple again. Mrs. Baines' head was resting on her desk, but turned to the left with her eyes closed. Jose was relieved they hadn't seen him! As he watched, he felt blood rush into his dick as it hardened under his pants. It was a little uncomfortable as his penis was not able to rise straight up, but he could not adjust himself as he needed both hands to steady himself on the tree branches he was sprawling over. He decided to ignore that issue and continue watching the free sex show. Jose studied the man. He knew it wasn't Mrs. Baines' husband, as he had met Mr. Baines at one of the band concerts last year. The thought that Mrs. Baines would be willing to cheat on her husband gave him a little hope for his own ambitions with her. But who was this guy? Then Jose saw Mrs. Baines' head raise to look at her partner's head between her legs. She still hadn't seem him. She then grabbed under both her knees, and he could see her body begin to shake. "So this is what a female orgasm looks like," he thought to himself, completely turned on. He wished he could keep this vision in his memory forever! All of a sudden, Jose's cell phone began to ring. He almost lost his balance in the tree by trying to grab it so fast so as to not attract any attention. When he saw that it was his mother calling, he hit the "Ignore" button and looked around, relieved that no one seemed to be around to hear the commotion. As Jose closed his phone, he saw the black lens on its cover. He had forgotten that he had a camera phone with him! Maybe he could take some pictures, without the flash, and save them in his phone. They would be cherished treasures! He could even show them to some of his friends, like Hector, his cousin who also thought Mrs. Baines' body "rocked." He reached into his pocket as carefully as he could without losing his balance, and was relieved he was able to retrieve the device. He opened it, set it for camera, aimed it down to the desk, and snapped the picture. It worked! He could see her entire body, legs spread, and faintly he could make out the head of the man. "Cool," Jose smiled to himself. Jose looked through the window again. Now Mrs. Baines' shaking had subsided. The man stood up but continued to look down at her, so he did not see Jose in the window. Then Jose was shocked as he identified Mrs. Baines' lover—it was Mr. Jefferson, his principal! "Naughty, naughty lady," Jose thought to himself. Wow...Mrs. Baines was having an affair with Mr. Jefferson! What a piece of gossip he had! But Jose stopped that line of thinking. If he truly had feelings for Mrs. Baines, why would he want to hurt her in that way? Still, he had to have pictures! He aimed his camera phone again and snapped another picture. This one more clearly showed Mr. Jefferson. Then Jose looked down to see Mr. Jefferson aim his dick—and what a monster that was—at Mrs. Baines' pussy. "Man, that pussy must be wet," Jose thought. I Got Needs Ch. 02 He watched as Mr. Jefferson slowly slid his dick into Mrs. Baines. She put her head back, which made Jose instinctively duck again, in fear that she would see him. But when he peeked again, he saw her with her eyes closed. "That must really feel good to her," he thought. He snapped another picture. He was getting some great amateur shots! Maybe he could figure out a way to post these on the internet or something, he thought. Jose watched Mr. Jefferson screw Mrs. Baines on her desk for a few minutes until it was obvious that Mr. Jefferson was cumming in her. Mr. Jefferson stopped his thrusting and just pushed his dick deep into her while his body shook. Jose snapped two more pictures. The scene was such a tremendous turn-on to a kid who had only gotten to grope various girls at parties as he made out with them—though nobody would know that that's as far as Jose had ever gotten. He had the reputation of a stud around campus. He never really knew why, but he played on it. A moment later, Mr. Jefferson pulled his dick out of Mrs. Baines' cunt and fell back into a guest chair in front of Mrs. Baines' desk. Then Mrs. Baines sat up on the desk and grabbed a couple tissues from a box next to her and quickly pressed it to her crotch. "What's she doing there?" Jose wondered to himself. Then it hit him: she was stopping his cum from dripping onto the desk and floor. "Hot," he smiled. Jose realized he'd better get down and get home quickly. His mind was racing with the visions of what he had witnessed while he climbed down the tree. On one hand, he was extremely turned on, and wished he could be a peeping tom on them some other time. But on the other hand, he was upset that Mrs. Baines was fucking Mr. Jefferson and not him. Then he thought about her totally oblivious husband. What an idiot he must be! It was very dark now, and Jose started the four-block walk home, viewing the pictures on his cell phone. --- Suzanne got down from the desk a little awkwardly to put on her clothes. Bull was buttoning his shirt. "If I didn't know any better," Bull started, "I'd say you were enjoying yourself there, Suzanne." Suzanne didn't know what to say. The fact was, she HAD enjoyed it more this time. She couldn't put her finger on why that was, but she suspected it was all about her attitude. This time, she had decided that HE was going to please HER. She didn't really care if he got his kicks out of it or not (though she knew men could never fake orgasms). She just wanted to use his tool to bring her sexual bliss, and it did. She shrugged, "Maybe I did like it." She pulled her panties up snugly and continued, "But it's not right, Bull, and you know it. We could get in a lot of trouble over this if anyone found out." "I still got it," Bull smiled, as if he didn't hear a word Suzanne had just said. "I gots the goods to make a woman moan and groan with delight," he gloated. Suzanne had put on her bra and had just put on her blouse but hadn't buttoned it yet when she stopped and looked at him. "I just want to know: How many times is it going to take of me giving myself to you, cheating on my husband, before we can call it 'even'?" she asked. Bull didn't respond immediately while he slipped his shoes on. He was contemplating the situation. He knew she had a point. Besides, he could always find himself another white woman to further fulfill his fantasies. Finally, he said, "Tell ya what. Let's pick a night where the two of us can spend the night together. It'll be a date. I'll take you out to a nice restaurant, maybe do some dancing...then we can get a room, take a nice hot shower together, I'll give you one of my world-famous massages, and then we can spend the rest of the night enjoying each other in bed. What do you say?" Suzanne paused while finishing buttoning up her blouse. "Would that be the end of it?" she asked. "That would be the end of it," Bull responded. "And you'll give me the pictures to destroy?" she asked. Bull thought for a moment, then smiled, "They'd be yours, and I won't make copies, and I won't release them to the public." "Then it's a deal. When should we do this?" she quizzed. Bull's face lighted up. "Well, I have a conference I have to attend up in San Francisco on the weekend of May 23rd. You busy?" Suzanne picked up her day planner from her desk and flipped to May 23. It was a month away, and there was nothing written down in those spaces. "As it turns out, I am available," she said as she closed the book and placed it back on her desk. "What are you gonna tell your husband about going away that weekend?" he asked with a wry smile. Suzanne sighed, "Well...I guess I'll just tell him that I am going to a conference, too." "It's a date," Bull said. He walked over and kissed Suzanne on top of her head, then moved his hands down to her shoulders. "For what it's worth," he continued, "you really make a great lover." Then he picked up his jacket and walked out. Suzanne wasn't fully clothed yet, and just stared blankly as the classroom door shut and all was quiet. --- Suzanne left the school that night at 6:30. It wasn't so late that her husband would be "suspicious" of anything. She had come home that late before. But she did dial "Home" on her cell phone to tell him everything was OK and she was coming home. After speaking briefly with him, she found Jose's CD sampler in her purse. She put it in her car stereo, and the song "Eat You Alive" by Limp Bizkit began blaring through her speakers. She listened intently to the lyrics and could not believe them. She also could not believe Jose's bravery at putting that song on this CD. What was he trying to tell her? She shook that from her head and started to enjoy the song as she drove home. -END- I Got Needs Ch. 03 Suzanne Baines was really getting herself into a big mess, and she didn't even know the half of it yet. Her boss, Principal Randy "Bull" Jefferson, had been blackmailing her for sex after finding security camera images of her kissing one of her band students. Despite her attempts to assure him that the boy had made the pass at her and that she pushed him away, Bull would not back down. He had now had sex with her twice in the past month, and agreed to end the blackmail if she would join him at a conference in San Francisco in May. Little did they know that, during their second copulation, the very student who had tried to kiss Suzanne was able to see them through her above-office windows, and he took pictures of them with his cell phone camera. Through all of this, Suzanne's husband Tom was completely oblivious to her situation. Or at least she thought so. Though they hadn't made love in well over a month, he had stopped bugging her about having sex. This was fine with her, since she hadn't been interested in sex for a long time. Actually, she realized while driving home thinking about the situation after the second time with Bull, she wasn't so interested in making love to her husband. The act of passionate sex, especially with her very well-endowed boss, was a little exciting. Her body was experiencing feelings she hadn't felt before. But then there was the guilt of it all. She still loved her husband—or did she? She was so confused. She decided that she definitely loved her entire family, and knew that if her husband learned of her infidelity—even if it was under circumstances of blackmail—she could lose that family. In her guilt, she decided to try to make love to her husband some time this coming weekend. --- The next day, things went pretty well at school. Suzanne had good rehearsals with her bands, and the kids were under control for the most part. Except for Jose. She had him in two classes that day, and both times, he was disrespectful and seemed angry about something. At one point, during the second class with him, which was at the end of the day, she had to send him outside the classroom to cool off. She made a mental note to speak with him about whatever was bothering him after class. Once the class was dismissed, Jose came back into the classroom to get his things. He wouldn't even look at Mrs. Baines, and she could tell he was just in a terrible mood. She moved in front of the open door to force him to face her before he left. "Jose, what's going on with you today?" she asked gently. Still, he would not look at her, and he did not answer. He just stood there in front of her. "Jose, it's obvious that something has been bothering you all day today, and I don't think it's anything I've done to provoke you. So something else must be going on. Is it something at home?" she asked. For a few moments, Jose just stared at the floor. Then, he took a deep breath to answer her. "Actually, it is something you did. But not during class." Suzanne wasn't sure how to respond, so she just furrowed her eyebrows and folded her arms to allow him to say whatever else he wanted to say. Then he finally looked up at her. "Mrs. Baines," he began. "How long have you been fucking around with Mr. Jefferson?" His language shocked her at first, and then the meaning of his question sunk in. Her first instinct was denial. "I—I don't know what you're talking about, and shame on you for talking that way!" "Bullshit," he retorted angrily. "I saw you and him fucking last night, and I have the pictures to prove it!" He dug his cell phone out of his backpack, brought up some of the pictures, and showed them to her. All the color drained from her face as she saw the pictures. They weren't great, but she knew they were real. "Jose...Jose...How...H-how did you get these pictures?" she fumbled as she shut the door to the classroom. "I came to talk to you yesterday afternoon, and everything was locked so I was going to get your attention through the windows. So I climbed the tree outside, and saw what I saw," he explained. "B-but the...the pictures! Why did you take them?" she asked again. Jose's head lowered at the direct question. He hadn't anticipated that difficult question. "I don't know," he shrugged. "Just curiosity, I guess. So I could look at them again. The view was nice." "Jose, I can't explain to you everything that is going on, but suffice it to say that I'm not exactly doing this for fun," Suzanne tried to explain. "Whatever," he replied, getting bold again. "I saw your face. You seemed to be having quite a bit of fun, the way I saw it." Suzanne sighed. She didn't know how else to explain it to him. "Jose, you've got to keep this a secret, and I need you to delete those pictures from your phone. Have you shown anyone else the pictures?" He paused. "No," he lied. "But hey, I'm not the one who screwed up, here. What do I get in return for deleting these pictures? I mean, they must be worth a lot to you." Jose knew that he had in fact shown one person the pictures, his cousin Hector. Hector was a linebacker on a football team at another school in the district, who had been in band with Jose as freshmen before Hector moved and was transferred to the other high school. Back then, both boys talked about their dirty fantasies of what they would like to do to that "hot band teacher" Mrs. Baines. So Jose knew that Hector would really like these pictures, and he did. He had asked Jose to phone them to his phone, but Jose hadn't done that yet. In the classroom, Suzanne stood there with her mind reeling at all of this. She was starting to feel dizzy at how this situation was spinning out of control. "What do you want me to do, Jose?" she asked innocently. She really didn't mean it sexually, but realized what it sounded like as soon as she said it. Jose remained quiet for a few moments before gathering up the courage to make his request. "I promise to delete these pictures, in front of you, if you'll let me have sex with you—just one time, I promise!" Suzanne took a deep breath. She should have known it would come to this. She rolled her eyes as she responded, "Jose, I can't do that. First of all, you know I'm married. And second of all, you're my student. And thirdly, you're not even old enough!" Jose responded, "Well, first of all, it doesn't seem to matter that you're married. And second, I won't tell anyone about it—ever. And third, guess what? It's my 18th birthday on Thursday." Suzanne knew those answers were not really good enough, but she also didn't know what she was going to do. If she made him angry by denying his request, he could show anyone those pictures, and she was in trouble all over again. She couldn't believe she was being sexually blackmailed AGAIN, this time by Jose. She looked around the room as her mind raced. "Hey," Jose said, this time a little more cheerfully. "What if I get us a motel room on Saturday, after my birthday? You and I could have our own little 'party' for me," he chuckled. Suzanne wasn't laughing. She thought about a compromise. "What if I just gave you a hand-job? Would that be enough?" she asked. "No way. It's got to be full-on sex," he insisted. She offered another compromise: "Well, what if I gave you a blowjob?" "That would be very nice, and I hope we get to that then. But no, that wouldn't be enough. I've never gone 'all the way' with a girl before, and I want you—an experienced woman—to show me how it's done," he said. Suzanne couldn't believe she was actually considering it as she thought about her family plans for Saturday. They actually didn't have anything planned for that day. She could tell her husband that she had to go out for some reason, maybe shopping or something. She could spend a couple hours with Jose, get it over with, and pray that would be the end of her situation with him. She did her best to explain the gravity of the situation to him. "Jose, I just might be willing to go along with this, but you have to understand how serious this is. If ANYONE were to find out, not only would I lose my job, I could go to jail simply because I am still your teacher. Not to mention it could make it onto the news, and you'd be ruining my life forever." Jose was getting very excited now. "I understand. I promise I won't tell anyone about it, ever! And as soon as we're done, I'll delete the pictures in front of you!" Suzanne grimaced as she looked at him. She still wasn't sure she wanted to go through with it. Finally, she made her decision. "I also can't risk getting pregnant," she hinted. He got the hint: "Don't worry," he said. "I'll bring rubbers." She laughed to herself at his use of that adolescent term for a condom. "Okay," she resigned. "Just tell me where and what time on Saturday." Jose jumped into the air with a yelp. "Woo-hoo! I'll arrange it all tonight and tomorrow I'll tell you where and when." He hugged her as she moved out of the way of the door to let him out. Once the door shut, she went into her office, fell into her chair, and sobbed. --- The next day, Wednesday, Jose met Suzanne after school to inform her that he had paid a friend—one who had a credit card—to reserve a room at the Vegas Motel on Vermont Ave in town. Suzanne had never heard of it, but knew Vermont Avenue had some cheap, run-down, hourly motels. While a little disappointed, she realized she should not have expected anything "nice" when a teenage boy was making the reservations. She reminded herself that in no way was this rendezvous going to be "romantic." He gave her the address, and told her he'd meet her there at Noon on Saturday. --- On Thursday, Suzanne joined the band in singing "Happy Birthday" to Jose. She didn't lead it; another student mentioned it. This led her to believe that it probably really was his birthday after all, which gave her a tiny bit of relief, knowing that he would be legally "old enough" to have sex with an adult after today. But even that fact didn't make the situation right. She was still his teacher, and she was still married. --- Saturday morning rolled around. Suzanne had slept in until around 9:00 a.m. Her husband had already gotten up and was feeding the kids breakfast, who had also already awakened. She remembered what she had to endure today, so she got out of bed and got in the shower to get herself clean and to trim her pubic hair. The night before, Suzanne told Tom that she needed to go to her school to get some grading done. "I'm really behind, and if you could just watch the kids for me for a few hours, I could work in peace and quiet and get it all done," she lied. She felt terribly about cheating on him and now blatantly lying to him to cover herself, but she looked at the bright side that this would all be over soon, and she could get back to a normal life with him. She wondered if, after much time had passed, she would ever tell him about this ordeal. Once again, to make herself at least get a little "in the mood" for what was about to happen, Suzanne put on a pair of tight, white satin panties and a matching bra, which helped accentuate her cleavage. Then she just threw on a sweat suit over them. She spent some time on her hair and makeup, to make herself look and feel "pretty." She then thought about what a disaster this would all be if Jose forgot to bring a condom, so she grabbed one from her husband's nightstand and put it in her sweatpants pocket. At around 11:45, Suzanne thanked her husband for taking care of the kids and promised it would be "worth it" to him. She knew that would make him think sexually, and it did. "Really? Maybe tonight?" he smiled. "Maybe," she winked as she walked out the door. --- Suzanne found the Vegas Motel, and saw Jose's old RX-7, probably an 80s model, she guessed, parked in one of the stalls. Then she saw Jose get out of his car when he saw her pull in. As she parked, she saw Jose walk in to the office/lobby. She decided to wait for him. A minute or so later, Jose came walking out of the office. Thankfully for Suzanne, he was also trying to be discrete. As he walked in front of her car, he glanced at her and smiled, but did not stop. She watched him use his key to enter Room 107, then "almost" close it behind him. "Smart kid," she thought. She decided to wait about 5 minutes or so before going to Room 107 herself. After she felt she had waited long enough, she got out of her car, locked it, and let herself into the room. Jose was turning on the TV as she walked in. "Hey," he smiled. "Hey," she replied nervously. "What are you doing?" "Well, I just thought I'd buy us a dirty movie to help get the mood going," he replied. "Yep. Smart kid," she thought to herself again. There was one bed in the room, covered by an old red-and-black floral patterned bed spread. The walls were painted white, though it was obvious that they hadn't re-painted in at least 25 years. And it smelled faintly like cigarettes, which she hated. The bathroom was off to the back, and it was rather tiny. As Jose searched for a move, Suzanne walked to the bathroom. "I'm going to get comfortable," she told him. "Is there any specific storyline in these flicks that make you extra horny?" Jose yelled to the bathroom. "Not really," she yelled back. "Any one of them will probably do the trick," she added as she removed her sweat outfit. Just as she was coming out of the bathroom in just her bra and panties, but before Jose had noticed, he yelled, "Okay, I got one going!" "That's great," she said in a normal voice, signaling that he didn't need to yell anymore. He turned to look at her, and his jaw hit the floor. Her nearly-naked body was better than he had imagined! "Oh. My. God," he said in amazement. "You're simply gorgeous," he added. Suzanne blushed, "Thank you." The butterflies in her body were certainly alive today, she thought as she went to lie down on the bed. Jose laid down next to her as the movie started, but he couldn't take his eyes off of her, even despite what was going on on the TV. Suzanne glanced at him and smiled, "Just watch the TV." He did, but only briefly. The scene was of a young blonde woman sucking the dick of a muscular guy with a tan. Jose returned his attention to the almost-nude woman lying next to him. He just couldn't believe it was actually happening. Again, she glanced at him and smiled. Watching blowjobs never really turned Suzanne on, but she patiently watched the movie, knowing that they all started out this way. Soon the scene changed to the man going down on the young woman, first with her on her back, then after she rolled onto her tummy and raised her butt in the air. Now this was the kind of scene that turned Suzanne on! The next thing she knew, Jose was climbing on top of her and trying to kiss her. She kissed him back a little, then felt too weird about it so she just turned her head an let him kiss her cheeks and neck. Jose seemed interested in her breasts. He was groping them over her bra, but then trying to cop a feel underneath it, which proved difficult. Suzanne helped him by undoing the bra from the front. Her breasts then flattened out a little, but Jose was going to town! He dove right in, feeling one breast while he licked and sucked the other, then alternating to the other. Meanwhile, Suzanne continued to try and watch the movie, which now was showing the girl straddling the muscled man's penis while sucking another man's, who was standing over her. She didn't see the second man enter the storyline, but realized that in these movies, that never seemed to be important. The girl seemed to be enjoying herself immensely. All three of them did, she thought. Soon, while still sucking and licking her breasts, Jose's right hand moved down to her panty-covered crotch, massaging it over the panties, and then moving the panties to the side and rubbing lips directly. She spread her legs for him to have easier access. Jose moved his body down, kissing her chest and then stomach as he did. She knew what was coming. After he took a deep smell, with his nose buried into her panty-covered crotch, Jose said, "I've never been this close to a pussy before." Then he began tugging at her panties, and she lifted her hips to help him take them off. He tossed the panties to the floor and stared at her naked body, focusing his eyes on her vagina. She had shaved the crotch, leaving a small, trimmed patch on top. It was a beautiful sight to a teenage boy! Jose lowered himself to her sweetness, letting her smell engulf his senses. He could not resist opening his mouth and letting his tongue slide over her pussy. As he did, he unintentionally—but happily—separated the lips of her pussy, exposing her slippery insides and love tunnel. "Ah, you smell so good...and you taste amazing!" he commented. Though this attention aroused Suzanne, she could tell he was inexperienced because he kept just burying his nose in her hole, or licking the hole itself. "Jose, do you see where the lips meet at the top?" Suzanne asked. Jose stopped his oral activity and looked. "Yeah," he said. "Well, if you focus your licking and sucking on that area, you're going to make me really happy," she said. "Oh. Okay." Immediately, things were moving along more quickly for her. Jose had successfully found her clitoris, and was working on it like there was no tomorrow. Her breath was quickening, and she was closing her eyes and letting herself go. "Ahhh, that's nice," she cooed. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. She bolted up, as did Jose. "Who could that be?" she asked as she pulled down the covers of the bed and climbed inside of them. Jose did not answer as he got off the bed to get the door. "You don't have to answer that," she reminded him. But Jose cracked open the door anyway. It was Hector. "Hey, what's up, man?" Jose asked as he opened the door wider and let his older cousin into the room. Suzanne was horrified. "Jose, what in the world are you doing?" she asked, pulling the covers higher to cover her chin. "Hey, Mrs. Baines," Hector greeted her with a smile. He was carrying a boom box, and set it down on top of the TV and was bending down to plug it in. "Mrs. Baines, you remember my cousin Hector?" Jose said. She had not recognized him. "Hector Ayala?" she asked. "That's me!" he replied with a wide grin. "Man, I've been sweet on you ever since you were my band teacher," he added as he began to take off his clothes. "W-what's going on?" Suzanne asked, completely uneasy with the unfolding situation. "It's okay, Mrs. Baines," Jose assured her. "Hector saw the pictures on my phone," he explained, not telling the story exactly as it had really happened. "He said he would tell everyone unless he could get in on this action." "Jose, I never agreed to th-" she began, but Jose interrupted her. "Hey, it's no big deal. The way I see it, you really got no choice, anyway. And Hector promises that he'll never tell no one about today." Now Jose was taking off his clothes, and Hector was already completely naked. Suzanne didn't know what to do. Indeed she was stuck. If she got up and left, surely Hector, and perhaps Jose, would show others the cell phone pictures. Before she could even make a decision, Hector was moving over to the bed and pulling the covers off of her. She instinctively crossed her arms over her breasts and closed her legs. "Mm, nice!" Hector nodded his head as he smiled at Jose. "Tell me about it!" Jose said. "I was just in the middle of eating her pussy when you showed up." "Well, by all means, let me finish that for ya!" Hector said as he climbed into the bed. Suzanne kept herself "closed" to his advances, but Jose was standing over her legs, and parted them for Hector, who was already on his way down. She didn't struggle, because she knew she had to go through with it. I Got Needs Ch. 03 Comparing the boys, Jose was shorter and less-built than Hector. Hector had really filled out since she had last seen him, and he had some tone to his shoulders and arms, obviously from working out and his football activities. Also, Hector had a longer penis than his cousin, though Jose was still larger than her husband, she noted. Hector licked her labia for a few seconds until she was sufficiently wet and "open." Then he immediately focused his lips and tongue on her clit. Obviously, Hector was more experienced at this than Jose was. Suddenly, heavy metal music began to play on the boom box. Jose had turned it on. "Ah, yeah! Nothing like a little Metallica to get the blood pumping!" he said. Hector paused. "That's not all that'll be pumping, my friend!" Both boys laughed as Hector continued his oral assault on Suzanne's pussy. "Mm, I've wanted to taste this cunt for a long time," Hector said hungrily between slurps. Suzanne was confused, but didn't respond. Now Jose was climbing onto the bed. He knelt in front of his teacher's face and aimed his gradually-thickening dick at her mouth. "Come on, Mrs. Baines. Take it in your mouth," he said in a dirty tone. She opened her mouth and let him slide his man-meat into it. "Ah...that feels good," he said, his head back and eyes closed. Jose looked down again and watched his cousin eating her pussy. "Isn't that thing good, man?" he asked. "Mm...it's the shit, man," Hector said. Suzanne misunderstood what he said and asked, alarmed again, "Am I dirty down there??" Hector laughed. "No, man! I mean your pussy is sweet!" Suzanne just couldn't make herself enjoy this one bit. She was very upset with Jose for clearly arranging this with Hector before today. Then she felt Hector slip one, then two fingers inside of her. She always enjoyed that, and nothing she could do could stop her body from screaming, YES! But before she reached a climax, Hector stopped. "Aw, man," he said. "I'm ready to fuck this señora. You got any rubbers?" he asked Jose. "Yeah, man. They're in the bathroom," Jose replied. Hector got off the bed to retrieve a condom, and Jose got off the bed as well and said, "Let's 69 it." "Jose, I really don't like to-" but again, he cut her off. "Hey, this is for my birthday, and it is also to keep my mouth shut," he reminded her. "Now please, let's do a 69!" Suzanne sat up as Jose lay down, with his head propped up by the pillows. Suzanne turned herself around, and straddled his body, ass in the air. "Yeah, that's what I'm talking about," he said huskily. He raised his head to kiss her exposed pussy, and began licking it again. He stopped momentarily to remind her to suck on him. Then he laid his head back onto the pillows and pulled her buttocks down over his face as he hungrily kissed and licked her intimate parts. By now, Hector had returned with a condom on. "Aw, man!" he said. "Now I gotta wait for the pussy!" He pulled off the condom and stood in front of Suzanne. "Well, at least you can suck mine a little, then you can suck his a little, then mine..." he said as he pointed his cock at her face. She raised her head and opened her mouth as Hector moved forward to slide it in. She almost gagged at the rubbery taste left on him. "Oooooh, yeah!" he growled. Despite her annoyance with it all, all the attention on her pussy thus far was starting to build an orgasm within her. She stopped sucking either penis and closed her eyes, concentrating on the feeling. Hector could read it on her face and allowed her to stop sucking him. He told Jose, "Get ready, man! I think she's gonna cum!" "Ah," she cried. "Aaaaah! Mmm!" She squeezed her eyes tightly shut as the buildup continued. Then she held her breath for a few seconds as the climax neared, and then exhaled sharply as she exploded onto Jose's nose and lips. "Ah, ah, ah," (inhale) "Mmmmmm....." she sounded as she came down from her orgasm. She dismounted Jose's face, because he was continuing to lick her now over-sensitive clit. "That's enough of that," she said. "Woo! Mucho caliente!" exclaimed Jose. She stood next to the bed as Jose went to the bathroom. Hector said, "Wow, Mrs. Baines. You are one hot tamale! Me and Jose have been dreaming about this day for four years," he said. "Really?" Suzanne asked. "Oh, yeah. We thought you were fine from the moment we laid eyes on you, the first day of school," he said proudly. Then Jose re-entered the room. Suzanne noticed he had a condom on his erect penis. "Okay," he said, "Bend over this bed." She knew what was about to happen, and she simply complied without hesitation, even though she was now done with this whole mess. "Ah, look at that view!" Hector said to Jose. "What a beautiful ass!" he added. Jose smiled and nodded. "Go for it, man! What you waitin' for??" Hector said. Jose wasted no time. He moved forward, grabbed Suzanne's broad, pale hips, and slid his cock right in, like a gun to its holster. He started off a little slowly in his rhythm, and then matched the driving tempo of the music. "Yeah, that's it! That's it!" Hector said. "Pump her!" He then began to put his own condom back on. It was only two minutes or so of this before Jose was filling his condom with cum. "Ah! Ah! Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!" he yelled, eyes closed tightly as he pushed his covered dick in as far as he could. When he pulled out, his condom's reservoir was pointing straight out, completely full of his baby batter. "Your turn, bubba," Jose said as he caught his breath. Hector replied, "Oh, yeah! Happy birthday, man!" Both boys laughed again. Hector slid onto the bed, on his back, as Suzanne stood on the floor. "Got on top of it," he told her. She mounted him without saying a word, using her right hand to guide his cock into her. It was not much wider than Jose's, but definitely longer. And in this position, she could feel the tip of him just barely touching her newly-discovered "hot spot." "Now, ride me!" Hector ordered. She put her hands on his muscular chest and began sliding up and down on him. It felt nice, but nothing spectacular. She just rocked up and down him, watching his face for signs of pleasure—and, hopefully, a quick release like his cousin. Hector just smiled up at her, arms crossed behind his head. "Mmm, that's nice, baby." This went on for a few minutes, much longer than it had been with Jose. "Have you done this before?" Suzanne asked Hector. "Oh, yeah. Lots of times. Why?" "I can tell. You're not getting to it as fast as Jose did," she replied. Hector chuckled at that, then said, "Yeah, I've fucked a lot of girls. But none of them have been as good as you. None of them were experienced like you are." She took that as a challenge. She was going to make him cum, and cum soon! She placed her hands on either side of his shoulders, bent herself lower to him, and really began to ride him, picking up the pace. "Oooh, you like my little history, huh?" Hector asked with a smile. "You want to show me that you're better than all those other bitches?" "Uh-huh," she said, catching her breath. Jose watched in amazement as her ass flopped up and down on Hector, jiggling as it bounced. He was fascinated with her body. He moved closer to get a zoom-in view of the action. He could see, right in his face, Hector's dick go in and out of her pussy hole. They didn't seem to notice him, so he stayed there. He was so close now that he could smell her pussy juices (especially now that he knew what that smelled like), mixed with the faint aroma of her asshole. It was arousing him again. Jose extended a finger in the direction of her asshole. As Suzanne slid up and down, eventually his finger touched her anus, causing her to stop her motion. "What was that??" she asked alarmingly. "Keep going, baby," Hector begged. "I'm almost there!" "It was just my finger," Jose said. "I think you'll like it. Just keep going." Slowly, Suzanne continued her ride, and each time she went down, she felt Jose's stiff finger hit her anus. It was uncomfortable at first, but she started to get used to it. She just tried to concentrate on the nice feeling between her legs. Jose then took advantage of Suzanne's comfort level and moved his hand with her ass as she rocked. Now his finger remained on her anus. She didn't say anything, so Jose began to apply real pressure against her anus until the tip of his finger was inside. Still, Suzanne didn't say anything. So Jose just kept it there and enjoyed sliding his finger ever so slightly in and out of her ass. Suzanne could feel what was going on back there, but now she was just too into pleasing Hector to argue with Jose. She wouldn't admit that it actually did stimulate her a little as she continued her humping of Hector. She was getting tired now, but Hector was helping by lifting his crotch to the rhythm of the heavy music. Suzanne got in sync with it and they were locked in passion. Hector started making "angry" faces as he tried to hold back his own building orgasm. He taunted Suzanne: "That's it, baby. Ride my cock! You ride that cock like a bronco! I'm fucking you now! Come on, baby! Come on!" And Suzanne was feeling it. She could feel the tip of his rigid member pushing the button inside...the button that would send her into orbit. "Aahh...aahh...mmm...yeah!" she cried with each thrust. "Ohhhhhhhh...that feels so good!" "You damn right!" shouted Hector. "Hump me, baby! Make a man outta me!" She gritted her teeth as her second orgasm neared. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" Then she held her breath...and let it out in a loud "Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh!" She slowed her motion greatly until she came to a complete stop, and collapsed onto Hector's chest. Jose withdrew his finger from her anus. Hector continued the motion a few more moments until he blew his load into his condom with a loud "Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!" Catching his breath, Hector hugged Suzanne tightly, with her head on his chest. "Ooohhhh, Mama, that was so good!" he sighed. "Mm-hm," cooed Suzanne. She couldn't deny it. She loved it towards the end. "That felt really good." Then she pulled herself off of Hector and went to the bathroom to wash up. "So," called Hector as he began to remove his used condom, "how did you hook up with that principal?" She paused a moment, then confessed. "It's actually Jose's fault." Jose gave a stunned look at his cousin and shrugged his shoulders. "How's that?" Jose asked. "Well, remember that time you made a pass at me a few weeks ago? A security camera caught it, and Mr. Jefferson printed pictures of it and used them to blackmail me into having sex with him," she called out. "No shit?" asked Hector. "That's pretty messed up!" "Well," she said as she came out of the bathroom again, still nude, "I suppose it's not much different than what you two just did. I mean, blackmail is blackmail, and there's no way I would have done this with you two had it not been for Jose taking those pictures." "Oh yeah! The pictures!" said Jose as he ran to his phone. Bringing it to her, he said, "Mrs. Baines, I'm really sorry for all that I put you through. I'll never forget today, but I know you wish you could." He punched up the pictures on his phone and chose "Erase All." Then he handed the phone to her and said, "You do it." She held the phone in her hand for a few seconds, and then hit "OK." The pictures were gone. "Thank you, Jose," she said with a smile as she sat on the bed. "So, where are these pictures at?" asked Hector as he put his pants on. "Maybe we could help you dispose of them so he can't hold them over you any more." "Actually," she started, "the last I saw them, they were in a manila envelope in a desk drawer. I'd have a hard time believing they're still there, though. Anyway, it doesn't matter much. I already promised him I'd go away with him for a weekend next month if he'd release me from the blackmail." "He might not do it, though, Mrs. Baines," said Jose. "I mean, as long as he has those pictures, he can do anything he wants to!" "That's true," said Mrs. Baines. "I guess I just have to trust him." Hector laughed. "I wouldn't do that. I'm sorry, Mrs. Baines, but that's just dumb." "Yeah," Jose said. "Why don't you let me and Hector destroy those for you? We can get 'em, huh Hector?" "How on earth would you do that?" Suzanne asked. "You don't think I'm friends with the Head Custodian?" Jose replied. "He can get me in, and I don't even have to tell him what for. I can just say, 'I need to get in the office for something,' and Jason will let me in, no questions asked. He's done it before." "Really?" Suzanne asked. "You betcha!" Jose said. "Tell you what...come next weekend, we're gonna snatch them pictures and burn 'em. Then you tell Mr. Jefferson he can go to hell!" Suzanne was stunned. "You—you mean you would do that for me?" "Hey, after what you went through for me today, I want to do anything for you!" said Jose. Then he got quiet. "I...I think I love you." Suzanne was touched, but knew it wasn't true. He was just confused. "Jose, that really means a lot to me. Someday you're going to really fall in love. And right now, I just want to make things right with my husband, whom I love." "I understand," said Jose. "And I'm going to help you with that!" They let Suzanne get dressed and leave with two small pecks on their cheeks. "Thanks again, Mrs. Baines. You were great!" they called out after her. -END- (Part IV: The Conclusion coming soon!) I Got Needs Ch. 04 As she drove home from her sexual romp with her student Jose and surprise visitor Hector in a cheap motel room, Suzanne was starting to feel a little better about her situation. Sure, she had been blackmailed into sex, twice now, but she was relieved that she was able to finally tell someone—in this case, the boys—about how her Principal had been blackmailing her, and that they were going to help her get out of it by capturing and destroying the photos Mr. Jefferson had of Jose kissing her. Perhaps now she could finally focus on her relationship with her husband. However, she also realized that she had committed to spend a weekend with Randy "Bull" Jefferson in just a few weeks, meaning that she still would have to have sex with someone other than her husband at least once more. Bull had promised her that, if she did this, he would let her out of the blackmail. But Suzanne didn't exactly trust him. Though she had only had sex with him twice over the past six weeks, she feared that his sexual appetite was too strong to let her go that easily. Suzanne was anxious to hear if Jose and Hector were able to convince their friend Jason, the Head Custodian at the high school where she taught Band, to let them into Mr. Jefferson's office some weekend so they could snatch the pictures and destroy them, getting her out of the blackmail. She was feeling positive about it all. She put in the Metal Mix CD that Jose had made for her as she drove. A Metallica song, "Sad But True," came on, and she remembered it was one of the songs that played a little while ago in the motel room as Hector was doing her, pumping his dick in and out of her to the heavy rhythm of the song. The fresh memory gave her butterflies again—that same feeling she had as she entered the motel room to meet Jose. It was a little bit exciting, and she was sad that only now was she enjoying the memory of the sexual encounter, instead of enjoying it more during the act. But then she felt guilty again. "What is happening to me?" she wondered. She never thought she would enjoy sex as she had been lately. She only wished it was the faithful kind, and not the carnal decadence she was indulging in. --- That following Monday at school was a little awkward, as she had Jose in two classes each day. They hardly spoke, but he had a warm smile for her each time they made eye contact. Surprisingly, she smiled back just as warmly. --- The next week, Jose hung back during the last period of the day as the rest of the Band left the room to go home. Suzanne knew something was up. "How's it going?" she asked sweetly as Jose approached her. "I'm OK," he whispered. "Hey, I talked to Jason about letting us in. He wouldn't let me off the hook until I told him why we wanted in." Once again, Suzanne's heart sank like a stone. Now someone ELSE knew! Jose could see the disappointment on her face, but he continued. "I couldn't think of a like, Mrs. Baines, so I just told him. I figured he'd understand!" After a moment of staring at the floor in disbelief, Suzanne finally looked Jose in the eye and asked, "Well, what did he say?" "He—" Jose began. "He...he said he wanted to talk to you first," he finally finished. "Okay," sighed Suzanne. She knew it was probably worth meeting with Jason in order to get this weight off her shoulders once and for all. "I'll talk to him the next time I see him," she said. "He's in the custodial shed right now," Jose said. "You want me to take you over there?" Suzanne thought about it for a moment. She figured she might as well get it over with. "Okay," she responded. She followed Jose out of the classroom and locked it. The custodial shed was across the football field. It was rather large, but then it was built for a large high school. Jose knocked on the rickety door. The door opened, and Jason Foley stood in the doorway. "Hey, Jose!" he smiled. "How ya doin', Mrs. Baines?" he asked as he extended his hand to shake hers. She complied politely, blushing. Jason was tall and muscular. She could tell he worked out regularly. He had long dirty-blonde hair, bound into a ponytail. He was wearing a rather tight gray t-shirt and brick-red sweats. It was the kind of body she had always fantasized about! She also knew of Jason's reputation with the ladies on campus. It was rumored that several of the office secretaries—many of whom were married—had fallen prey to his good looks and charm. He let both of them in, and he closed the door behind them. Though no lights were on, there was plenty of sunlight streaming through skylights overhead. The smell of gasoline and freshly cut grass was thick in the air. "So, I hear we have a problem," Jason said to Suzanne. "Well, y-yes," was all that Suzanne could say. "You care to fill me in?" he asked seriously. "Well..." she started. "It seems I'm being blackmailed by Mr. Jefferson," she continued. "He has some security camera pictures from a few weeks ago of...of Jose, here, making a pass at me." "I see. And what are you being blackmailed to do?" he asked with a wry smile. Suzanne read that to mean that he already knew. He just wanted to hear her say it. It was humiliating! "He...he...he's forced me to have sex with him," she responded as she looked away. "Ah," Jason said with satisfaction in his voice. After a moment, Jason added, "So you think that if I risk my job to let someone in—especially kids—to go into his office and snag these incriminating pictures, you'll be out of it?" She couldn't look at him. "That's the general idea," she said. Jason looked over at Jose, then back to Suzanne. "Okay," he finally stated. "I'll let 'em in." Suzanne was very relieved to hear that, and Jason could tell. Then he lowered the boom: "But not for free. You see, I've been admiring your hot body ever since I started working here. I'll let them in, if you let me in." The words stung her, especially since they were said in front of Jose. She felt like a total slut, but it wasn't a good feeling right now. "In fact," Jason added, "We can do it right here, right now. I can lock this door from the inside, and no one else can get in. It would be a one-time deal, and it would be over with this afternoon. What do you say?" After several silent moments, Suzanne whispered, "Fine." Jason smiled broadly. "I was hoping you'd say that," he said as he stripped off his shirt, baring his very well-chiseled body. Suzanne didn't know what to do first. She would have started stripping, except that Jose was still standing there. Not that he hadn't seen her naked. He had already fucked her. But she was still shy about it. Jason approached her and embraced her, kissing her passionately. At first, Suzanne didn't return the kiss. But it was so sensual and erotic, and because his body type was always her fantasy, she gave in quickly, returning the kiss—tongues, wet lips, and eyes closed. The smell of grass and gasoline was adding to her passion, though she couldn't understand why. Jason began to grope his way over Suzanne's body, his hands sliding over the soft velvet of the red dressy sweatsuit she was wearing. Her perfume had a pretty, lady-like smell that aroused him all the more. Meanwhile, Suzanne had already lost control. She was wrapping her arms around Jason's bare back, and pressing her hands into his muscled flesh while she continued to kiss him deeply. Jason pulled his lips away from hers as he unzipped the front of her sweat top. She was wearing a white cotton shirt underneath, to Jason's disappointment. He helped her out of her sweat top and immediately lifted the bottom of her white shirt over her head. As he pulled her back to him to begin kissing her again, he pulled her sweatpants down to her knees. She shook her legs to let them fall to her ankles, and then pulled away from him, placing her left hand on his chest for balance while she pulled her feet out of each pant leg. Now she was standing near him in only her bra and gray cotton panties. Jason smiled as he unhooked the front of her bra, letting it fall to the floor as her b-cup sized tits flopped out. "Mm, those are nice," he commented, staring at the pink areolas and berry-sized nipples. Suzanne was standing in front of a work bench. Jason pushed her back against it, and then lifted her up onto it effortlessly, putting her in a sitting position with her breasts at his face-level. She spread her legs as he approached, so that he could get close to her body again. She bent down slightly so she could kiss him, and he returned her kisses while rubbing his hands up and down her back and hips. After a minute or so of kissing, Jason then began to kiss and suck her breasts. He could still smell her perfume on her chest. Meanwhile, Suzanne closed her eyes and placed her hands on Jason's shoulders, leaning slightly closer so he could have better access to her soft flesh. Then he stopped and looked up into her eyes. "Lean back," he said. She complied, but hit her head against the wall, on which tools were hanging. It wasn't very comfortable, and Jason could sense it. "Stay right there," he said as he walked away, out of sight. She sat back up to wait for him. Then Suzanne noticed Jose standing there, eyes wide with wonder. "Oh. Hi," she said with a smile. "I guess this isn't anything you haven't seen before, is it?" she asked. Jose just shook his head. "You're beautiful," he added. Suzanne blushed a little. "Thank you," she said. Soon Jason came back into view. He had found a black garden back filled with leaves that had not been thrown out yet. He placed it behind her and said, "Now lean back." She did, and felt much more comfortable leaning back against the still-soft leaves. She spread her legs again, and Jason bent down slightly to put his fact at her crotch level. He pushed his face into her panty-covered pussy and took a deep breath through his nose. Her vagina smelled natural, as she hadn't had time to clean before this encounter. But she was generally clean anyway, and Jason was not offended in the least. Still, Suzanne was self-conscious. "Does it smell okay?" she asked. "Like a heavenly forest," Jason answered. He began to tug at the sides of her panties. Suzanne lifted her hips just enough to get the bottom of the panties out from under her. Jason slid the panties down to her ankles, and onto the floor. He paused to appreciate the beauty of her femininity, and then buried his face into her slit. Suzanne laid her head back and closed her eyes, taking in the full sensations of Jason's lips and tongue on her vulva. Jason shot his hands up to her breasts, squeezing them while he chowed down on her pussy. Jose was getting really horny now, but all he could do was watch the Head Custodian devour his favorite teacher before his very eyes. He so wished he was Jason right now! "Aaah, that feels so good," Suzanne whispered as Jason continued his sexual gluttony. She placed her hands on Jason's huge arms as his hands continued to grip her breasts. The feel of his muscled arms in her hands made her all the more horny! "Mm, you taste good, honey," Jason said, his mouth still full of her flesh. His tongue pressed against her clitoris, then into her love hole, flicking back and forth, in and out. He really knew what he was doing, Suzanne thought! But then he did something she did not expect: he slid his tongue down to her anus, licking lightly at first, then pressing on it. At first, she was very uncomfortable with this, but he continued his tongue bath all over her crotch area, and she didn't bother to tell him to stop with the anal licking. However, each time he licked her anus, it gave her a pleasurable sensation. But she could not admit it. She just let him do his thing. It was all feeling very nice! Soon, Suzanne could feel an orgasm mounting just as Jason stuck his fingers—no, it couldn't be his fingers, Suzanne thought. It didn't quite feel like that. What was he doing down there? She opened her eyes and looked down to see that Jason had picked up a smooth-handled screwdriver and was pushing it in and out of her sopping wet pussy. The sensation was still incredible, while the thought was a little disgusting to her. She closed her eyes and let it happen. Her pelvic muscles tightened against the screwdriver and her legs closed onto Jason's head as he continued his tongue action on her clit, still sliding the screwdriver deeply in and then out of her. She began taking short breaths through her nose, and then through her mouth as her body gulped more and more oxygen, bracing for climax. "Ah...ah...mm...oh...ah—aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!" she moaned as wave after wave of pleasure overtook her body. Jason slowed down the stimulation, both with his tongue and with the screwdriver. As she relaxed, he removed the screwdriver from her slit. Jason watched her as she came down from her climax, her breathing becoming regular again. He noticed she was glistening in sweat. It was getting rather warm in here, with no air conditioner. But he didn't mind. Sweaty sex was very arousing to him! When she had fully recovered from her orgasm, she sat up. Jason helped her down off the work bench and led her by the hand over to a several stacks of bagged fertilizer he had just picked up from the supplier the day before. He had always fantasized of laying a woman on this bed of "natural ingredients" and fucking her crazy. Jose followed them, walking gingerly due to the throbbing erection he had. "Crawl up on that," Jason said. She climbed up on the bags on her hands and knees. Thankfully for Suzanne, the smell wasn't that bad as the fertilizer was still in its large commercial bags, sealed. "Now, don't move!" he ordered before she had a chance to lie on her back. She froze, on her hands and knees, on top of the fertilizer bags. Jason walked around to the other side, where her face was, and waved his semi-soft dick at her. Suzanne grimaced. "Take it," he said flatly. Suzanne opened her mouth and leaned forward to take his member into her steaming, wet mouth. She had to open wide. As she slid forward, Jason moved forward as well, sliding his dick into her oral cavity. Then he looked into the ceiling and closed his eyes, placing his hands on either side of her head, helping her move back and forth along his length. "Ah, that's good," he breathed. "That's it, baby. Make it hard," he added, occasionally looking down at her bobbing head. Meanwhile, Jose remained standing behind her, staring at her broad ass, and the beautiful lips between her cheeks, unintentionally enticing him as they swayed left and right with her motions to satisfy Jason with her mouth. Jason caught a glimpse of Jose from across the fertilizer bags and nodded silently for him to go ahead and take his teacher from behind. Jose immediately began to take off his clothes, and Jason noticed Jose's medium-sized penis standing at attention as he pulled down his boxer shorts. Jason knew that Jose's cock would be a good "appetizer" for this slut, before he sunk his probe into her deep wetness. Jose moved forward and began sliding the head of his cock up and down his teacher's slimy slit. It startled Suzanne and she turned her head to see what was going on back there. "What are you doing?" she insisted. "What do you think?" asked Jason. "He's got teenage hormones driving him crazy; he's got a hella-fine naked woman with her big, beautiful ass pointing at him. What do you think he wants to do? And anyway, I need him to get you ready for me! Now get back to sucking and don't worry about what he's doing back there." Her head still turned toward her rear, Suzanne said, "Jose, you don't have a condom like last time. I cannot get pregnant. That would be a disaster! If you're going to do this, you're going to have to control yourself and pull out of me before you explode, OK?" "No problem," Jose said a little nervously, unsure if he could pull out in time. "Let's get this done," Suzanne sighed as she reluctantly turned back to focus on Jason's quickly-hardening dick. "Yeah, let's," said Jason a little impatiently as she slid her lips over his organ again. Jose very carefully slid his pole into his teacher's slippery slit. It already felt so good! He just slowly kept sliding it in until it was all the way in, and his hairy pelvis was pressed against her butt. Then he just stopped, trying not to focus on the sensations his uncovered penis was experiencing this time. Yet as he turned his eyes to the back of Mrs. Baines' head bobbing back and forth along Jason's shaft, the whole erotic scene kept him very hard and very horny! He just needed to wait to get his bearings again. Meanwhile, Suzanne was starting to get very turned on by having Jason's hard cock in her mouth while another hard cock was sliding into her opposite end. She closed her eyes as she worked on Jason with her mouth, as Jose began to pull himself back out of her again. But before he was completely out, he slowly slid back in, all the way to his limit, then back out again just as slowly. The sensation was very exciting for Suzanne, and she really started to get into it all. "Mm," she huffed, her mouth and tongue wrapped tightly around Jason's man-meat. "That's it," Jason prodded. "Show us that you like it." Jose had finally gotten comfortable with the feelings he was experiencing, and began to pick up the pace a little with each thrust. But it then it became too much for him, and it was too late to turn back. He went as long as he could, and then as his first spasm hit, he pulled out of her completely and tensed and shook as he shot six good spurts of his hot cum all over her ass cheeks, while he helped himself manually. He moaned in ecstasy with each spurt. "Mm, good boy," Suzanne said. Jose didn't have the heart to tell her that he could see something dripping out of her. He prayed it didn't make it all the way inside of her. "OK," she said, backing away from Jason and sitting on her feet. "I'm ready for you to take me now," she said as she looked at Jason. Jose just stared at her beautiful ass cheeks, with his cumload now running off of them and onto the fertilizer bags. "With pleasure," Jason replied. "Lie back." Suzanne complied, shifting herself so that she was now flat on her back, legs spread without shame as her feet dangled off of the bags of fertilizer. Jason pulled her body toward him so that her butt was almost hanging off of the edge of the bags, and then he moved closer, sliding his large cock into her loosened hold as he did. "Uhhh," she breathed as she laid her head back and closed her eyes. "Yeah, you know you want this," Jason teased. "I'm going to fuck you into oblivion right here and now, because you need my help," he said as he began to rock in and out of her. "You WANT my help, don't you, baby?" "Yeah," Suzanne said as Jason slid in and out of her. His strong hands gripped her hips tightly as he thrust himself freely into her sopping snatch. Jose had gotten soft, but he was turned on again. He walked over to get a closer look. Suzanne caught a glimpse of him when she opened her eyes only slightly, and to his surprise, she gripped his softened penis with her left hand and began to play with it. "Uhh, uhh, ohh," she breathed with each of Jason's thrusts. "Oh, this feels so good," she said, looking again at Jose. "Mrs. Baines," Jose said in amazement, "You are absolutely hot! You've made my dreams come true!" She smiled and closed her eyes again, concentrating on Jason's pumping. Jason paused only to pull Suzanne's right leg up over his muscular shoulder, and then he continued his pounding. "Ohhh!" Suzanne cried at the slightly better sensation, her eyes closed tightly. Jose was getting hard again, and he groped her left breast. "That's right, you little cum-dump!" said Jason through clenched teeth. "You're fucking the gardener! You love my big hard cock pumping you, don't you?" I Got Needs Ch. 04 Suzanne didn't respond, but the dirty talk was further pushing her to another orgasm, and Jason could sense it. He was getting close, too. Meanwhile, Suzanne continued stroking Jose's newly-hardening dick, as Jose continued to massage her tit and gently pinch her nipple. "I'm getting close!" Jason yelled. As soon as the last word left his mouth, he felt Suzanne tighten and go rigid, eyes closed even more tightly and mouth closed. She was concentrating. And then she let go, opening her mouth and crying out in pleasure. "Ah! Ah! Oh! Mm! Ah!" she cried with each thrust. That sent Jason over the top—"Aah! Aah! Aaaaaaahhhhh!" he yelled as he slid his cock out of her and shot his hot sticky load all over the outside of her pussy. Suddenly, Jose bent over Suzanne's body and came again, this time on her heaving chest. There wasn't much left in him, but Suzanne and Jason were both surprised that he could have another orgasm so close to his last one. As Suzanne got up, Jason leaned over the pile of fertilizer to recover, as did Jose from the side. "Aaah, that felt good," Jason said. Jose only shook his head in agreement. Suzanne walked over to a box of tissues on a nearby desk and began dabbing at the sticky goo on her chest and crotch with a few tissues. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," she said. "Now about helping me..." Jason laughed. "Oh yeah. That. Tell you what," he said, turning to Jose. "You come down here this Saturday, and I'll let you in to Jefferson's office. It'll be up to YOU to find those pictures, though!" Jose shook his head "yes." Suzanne had now begun to pick up her clothes and put them back on. Jason walked over to her and rubbed her bare shoulders from behind. "And hey," he said to Suzanne gently. "I'm happy to help. Your secret is safe with me, forever." "Thanks," Suzanne replied, hoping it was true. She picked up her purse, glanced at Jose one last time, and walked out the door. --- Suzanne had been a nervous wreck all weekend long. She had no contact with Jose or Jason, and would have no way of knowing if their scheme had worked. Finally, Monday morning rolled around, and Suzanne could think of nothing else as she got dressed for work. She was very anxious to hear what happened! To her absolute shock, her husband Tom was waiting for her outside her classroom, with flowers in his hand and a smile on his face. He had left early that morning, saying he had some things to do at work. She had no idea he was going to surprise her like this! "I thought I'd spend the day with you," he said, kissing her cheek as he handed her the flowers. "I took the day off." She didn't know what to say. "Well, I...I...Well, thank you. That's very sweet of you," she said. She really was flattered that he would do something so thoughtful. "I know you've been under a lot of stress lately," Tom said quietly as they entered the classroom, "and I just want to start working on fixing our relationship." Before Suzanne could respond, she saw a manila envelope sitting on her office chair. On it, in big letters, were the words "Love You." Tom walked into her office first, still talking, but stopping in mid-sentence as he spotted the envelope. "What's this?" he asked, picking it up. The blood drained from her face. She at first was terrified that he already knew, and had written those words sarcastically on the envelope. Now she was worried that it was Jose who had written those words on the envelope. Either way, her world was about to come crashing down. "I..." she squeaked, tears welling up. "I don't know." Tom opened the envelope and pulled out the pictures. He saw images of his wife kissing a student. One of hers, he presumed. He plopped the pictures down on her chair and looked at her, tears streaming down her face. "So this is what's been going on with you," he said, obviously hurt. Suzanne sniffled. "I...I have to tell you a lot. But first, you should know that it was the student who made a pass at me. I pushed him away after that. But..." She told him the story, from beginning to end, right there in her office. She told Tom about how her Principal had blackmailed her into having sex with him because of the photos, and how she was blackmailed again—this time by her student—into having sex because he saw her with the Principal. She sobbed as she told him, but Tom understood nearly every word. He just sat silently and listened. When she was finished, Tom thought for a few minutes. It was agonizing for Suzanne, but she knew she had to let him speak next. Finally, he spoke, with a question: "How many times have you had sex with someone else in all of this?" The question stung her, but she knew she still loved her husband and wanted to stay committed to him, even if he decided to walk away. She counted in her head, then answered, "Six." "With your Principal and your student?" he asked, seeking clarification. She paused, knowing the answer was going to cause more pain. She took a deep breath and answered, "Twice with Mr. Jefferson, twice with the student, once with the student's cousin, and once with the custodian. That's four men, six times total." Tom's eyes widened as he heard about Jose's cousin and the custodian. "How did they get involved??" he asked. She explained that situation to him as well, laying it all out on the table. And she added the part about promising the Principal that she would spend time with him at an out-of-town conference, but how she didn't have to do that now that she had the pictures in-hand. After a few moments of Tom staring at the floor, he finally asked quietly, "Did you like it?" It took her a few moments to answer that question honestly. Did she? She knew she shouldn't have...it was all blackmail, for crying out loud! But her heart told her the truth: that she really did enjoy the act of having sex with these men. Trying to hold back tears, she shook her head "yes." Then she quickly added between sobs, "But I love you. I love our children. I love our family! I want you to be my husband! I don't want us to end!" After another few moments, Tom said, "This is going to weigh too heavily on you today. You won't be any good for the school. Why don't you write up some sub plans, and come spend the day at home with me so we can hash this out?" It was a start, and she thought that was the absolute BEST thing for her to do, if she was serious about repairing her marriage. She agreed, and Tom smiled. --- At home, Tom and Suzanne talked it out. They yelled, they cried, they laughed. Tom was especially interested in the sex acts themselves. What did she like? What were these men like? While it pained her to talk so openly about each incident, it was also liberating. And it was also making her horny, which surprised her given the emotional roller coaster she was on. Before they had to leave to pick their kids up from school, Tom said to Suzanne: "I have to admit that the stories are exciting to me. I wish I could have been a fly on the wall, to watch you ENJOY having sex for a change!" Suzanne replied, "It's OK. I need to forget about it and move on. You're my priority now!" But Tom remained thoughtful: "Hm. What if I said I'd be willing to spice up our sex life by allowing other men to have sex with you...but only in my presence?" The question shocked her. She didn't see that one coming. It was so non-traditional for marriage. But would it make her happy? Would it make her enjoy sexual activity again, even with her husband? She moved closer to him, put her arms around Tom's neck, and kissed him passionately. "Let's talk about it on the way to the kids' school," she smiled. --- EPILOGUE The next day, after all she had been through with her husband, Suzanne knew she was going to have to face Jose and Mr. Jefferson. She and Tom had discussed how to confront both of them, and Tom promised to be a phone call away should she need his help. There was a major buzz in the air, though. As she pulled into the parking lot, she saw TV News vans and cameras and crowds. Her heart jumped as she thought of all that could mean for her career. What if word got out that she had had sex with Jose, and now it's making news? But as she drove by the camera crews, no one seemed to show much interest in her. Surely, she thought to herself, if they knew about her, they'd know what she looks like and what car she drives. But still, she was not sure. She parked as far away from the crowds as she could and hurried into her classroom. It was quiet. Again she reassured herself with logic: Surely if they were here for her, they'd know which classroom she teaches in! Almost as soon as she walked into the empty classroom, her colleague, the Drama teacher, Carol Landon, walked in almost right behind Suzanne, startling her as she spoke. "Did you hear about Jefferson?" she asked. Suzanne turned and said, "No." "He is FIRED! The District office got word that he had been blackmailing a teacher for sex, and it's all over the news," Carol said. Suzanne's heart began to pound. "Who...who is the t—Who's the teacher?" she stammered. "Jessica Lucas!" Carol said excitedly. Suzanne breathed a sigh of relief. Jessica was an acquaintance of Suzanne's. She was a Biology teacher. She knew Jessica was married, however. Then her heart went out to Jessica. "Oh, she must just be mortified!" "Word is, she turned the son-of-a-bitch in for sexual harassment!" replied Carol. Suzanne could not believe it. She was feeling so relieved! As soon as Carol left the room, Suzanne called Tom on the cell phone to tell him the great news. He shared in her excitement. Later that morning, before the start of 1st Period, Jose was the first student to walk into the classroom. "I guess you heard the ruckus," he said quietly. "Yep. I can't believe he did it to someone else," Suzanne said. "I guess you got the pictures," he continued. "I figured it must have been hard on you, so you took the day off." Suzanne wondered if she should even talk about her husband discovering everything. In the end, she decided against it. "Yes, I got the pictures, and I'm so grateful to you for risking yourself to get them," she said warmly. Jose just smiled as if to say, "It's nothing." "But Jose," she continued, "You know that what happened between us has to be over, right?" He shook his head affirmatively. "Yeah, I know. It was a dream come true for me, Mrs. Baines. It really was, and you are beautiful, with and without clothes!" She laughed at that. Jose continued: "And you're a classy lady. Don't think for one minute that you are a slut! Thanks for giving yourself to me those two times, even under the weird circumstances. I know we'll never do it again, but it's OK. I'll never forget you," he finished. Then he leaned over and kissed her on the cheek sweetly. Just as he moved away, other students began entering the classroom. Suzanne just smiled at Jose as he walked over to his place on the risers and greeted his friends in a normal fashion. The rehearsal went great, and Jose just smiled as he left the classroom as if to say, "Thanks." -THE END- * AUTHOR'S NOTE: This was an exciting series to write, for my first time. Thanks for your comments. They helped me! I have decided to continue with the Tom and Suzanne characters in a new ongoing series called "She's Got Needs." Be looking for those from time to time!