I'd visited the place a few times, and she'd been my contact there. I'd not had big orders from them, but then it's a major thing for a place like that to transfer their supply on day one and place all their orders with a competitor, so it takes a little coaxing, over time to get them to do it all for you.
I'd therefore visited my contact quite a few times.
Her name was Tiffany - how can I describe her - I won't I'll leave her to your imagination. But, suffice to say, she was well worth the visits to her at the school.
She is a teacher, and whenever I arrived early and was led to her classroom, she always had that schoolteacher air to her, the authority over a classroom, with respect for her pupils, but also in control.
In those minutes before she was free I'd watch her, the way she moved as she finished off the mornings teaching. I always made my appointments just before lunchtime so we had an hour or so for me to try and persuade her to use us as suppliers.
Sometimes it was very business like, and sometimes she was quite coy, sometimes flirtatious.
Now being the salesman that I am I can play along with any kind of outward showing, sometimes however I got the feeling it was a little more.
I had an appointment with her Thursday lunchtime, but she rang and cancelled and for some reason it was disappointing, more than just a sales visit cancelled, I'd watched her closely in those last few minutes before she finished teaching, perhaps I watched a little too closely.
She rang me on Friday morning and apologised, a meeting had cropped up. She asked could I make it Friday at the end of school, now anybody else and it would have been a no, I'd be on my way home and ready for the weekend.
But for her a little detour was ok.
I arrived a little before the end of school and was shown to the classroom, I sat and waited for her to end the class, I noticed her move as she finished off the week. She seemed to have a little extra sway in her movements, probably just ready for the rest, and some relaxing time. She dismissed the class for the weekend.
" Give me a minute I just need to check something."
As the corridors emptied and I sat there I saw pupils tail off, and teachers pass the door as they left for a weekend. It fell quiet as the rabble tailed off.
I heard footsteps in the corridor and the door handle go, I looked to the door, and she stood there with the door wide open.
" Come with me."
I stood and followed her to the classroom next door, I noticed a definite sway I wished I'd seen before as she led me to the classroom two doors down. She unlocked the door and walked in, I followed, she turned, and then locked the door behind us.
Amazing how the click of a lock can re align the thoughts going through your head. Why lock the door when the schools empty?
" We don't want to be disturbed do we?"
"No?"
"I've seen you watch me, watch my ass walk round as I teach, then you go into your sales man routine, and it all gets boring, ever had to have a piece of ass to make a sale?"
She wasn't anticipating a response and as she walked over and knelt down in front of me, She wasn't really going to get one from me.
Her hands went to my belt and she undid it with the usual struggles but also purposeful ease. She didn't look up.
At this point I was starting to get hard, this girl wasn't so much into being coy anymore. She knew what she wanted, she undid the clip on my suit trousers, and I heard the familiar rasp as my zip lowered.
Her hand pulled the edge of my trousers down and in the quickness from locking the door to my cock being in her hand through my boxer shorts, it had not got fully hard, but was well on the way there now.
She knelt back and pulled my trousers down with one hand, released her grip and undid my shoes and took them off.
She rubbed me through my boxer shorts briefly, and then with both hands free pulled them down.
My cock unfurled in its almost hard state and as she removed my boxers and socks in one movement it nudged against her face. She hadn't said another word as her hand came back up and lifted my cock into her mouth, as I felt her wet mouth discover me, I unconsciously started pulsing blood into it, feeling it grow on her discovering tongue.
This was no romantic, soft, lovemaking session, this was a need on her half to fuck. I was just the chosen 'victim'.
She took my head in her mouth and sucked hard, harder and hungrier than I had felt before, she had me hard within a minute, her hand wanked fast at the base of me and the head was in her mouth, there was a need for her to satisfy herself, she was sucking my cock to get me hard -- not to turn me on, but with a purpose of getting a stiff cock for what SHE wanted.
I felt her move as she spread her knelt legs, her free hand had snaked down and pulled her skirt up and from what I could see, past her hair, and her face bobbing around my cock, her hand had found her pussy. I couldn't see it, but from the movements she was playing with herself.
At this point she was still fully clothed and had only moved clothing around, I stood there naked from the waist down, with my tie and jacket still on.
The intensity of what she was doing was building in me in her mouth, she looked up at me, took my cock purposefully from her mouth and said.
"I want you to fuck me, over that desk, don't love me, just fuck me"
She stood up and walked over to the teachers' desk, leading me by the cock. She sat on the very edge of the desk, wrapped a calf around the back of my thigh, and pulled me towards her clean shaved pussy, not to her, it didn't matter about me, or her, just her hungry, sluttish pussy getting filled.
She aimed my cock with one hand full of purpose -- spread her lips with her other, as her calf around my ass now guided me to her hungry hole.
First contact elicited a moan from her. Her amazingly strong leg urging me into her.
