The slight continuation of Madison After School. So if you haven't read it yet, please do first.
On my way home from school, I got an idea. I knew if I told my dad what I had done in school, he would be furious. He would beat my ass until I couldn't walk anymore. My relationship with my dad has always been very strict. The talk of boyfriends or drinking has always been silenced. Not only if he knew, but if I had to be the one to tell him that his daughter was a slut, I couldn't imagine the results. That's why I got the idea to ask my neighbor to be my dad for the meeting with the principal.
I pulled my car into my driveway and walked across the lawn over to Jeff's house. He was the same age as my dad. He was in great shape for his age and had the cutest goatee I've seen on an older man. I knew he was separated from his wife and worked a lot out of his home. He would come over every once in a while to watch the 49ers with my dad. I could catch his eyes looking me over occasionally, too. And he never did more than that. He was always a perfect gentleman to me. I fantasized about Jeff sporadically opening the door when got out of the shower when I was naked and wet or catching me bending over when I wasn't wearing any panties under my skirt, but that's about it. I looked up to him very much as a father figure.
As I approached the door slowly, my thoughts of how I was actually going to ask disappeared. Oh hi, I was wondering if you'd meet with my principal and go over how I let half my teachers fuck me, I thought. Nope that's not a good idea. Then I thought what if he tells my dad after all? I took a deep breath now only feet from the front door. I knew I had to take the chance. I rang the doorbell and waited on the front steps standing as innocently as I could in my school uniform. I began to wonder if Jeff ever fantasized about me.
The door opened. "Well, hello there, Madison. What brings you over here? Come on in. Excuse the clothes, I just got home from a meeting." He held the door open and allowed me to walk past him. He was dressed up in a white shirt and black slacks. Now that my thoughts were where they were, he was very attractive and looked quite sexy.
"Well, Mr. Peters, I was wondering if you could help me with something?" I shyly asked. I didn't know if he had a temper like my dad, but he always seems so easygoing, I was hoping for the best.
"Sure, what's the problem, little lady? And call me Jeff, you know that." He walked me over to the study where we both sat on opposite couches. I sat on the love seat with my knees together hands crossed in my lap and he sat on the three-seater on the left seat with his legs sprawled out and an arm resting on the rest.
"Well, I'm kind of having some trouble at school, Jeff." I said as I looked in his eyes as my nerves were building in my stomach.
"Tell me about it, kiddo. Wanna a beer?" He was much cooler than my dad was. I looked up at him as he made his way to the kitchen.
"Um...” I didn't know what to say.
"It's ok, I won't tell." He retorted slyly and smiled.
"Sure. (I paused) Well, the reason I'm coming to you and not my dad is because I'm in a lot of trouble and I know my dad wouldn't be able to handle it. So I was wondering if we might be able to keep this just between you and me?"
He came back from the kitchen and took a deep breath as he handed me my beer. The way he was looking down at me was just what my dad would have done. He returned to where he was seated before and popped his beer open. "That's asking a lot, Madison. I first must know if you are in any sort of danger. That I cannot keep from your father."
"Oh no, Jeff, it's nothing like that at all. Everything is fine. I just did something I shouldn't have and I need your help." I explained as if it was just car trouble or something.
"OK, so what do you need me to do?" He leaned backed and relaxed.
I sipped on my beer hoping that it would make this easier. "I need you to meet with my principal and me tomorrow for a meeting... as my dad." My eyes glued to his waiting for a good reaction.
He gave me a little smirk and his eyes got bigger, "And what did you do that you have a meeting with the principal?"
I couldn't believe I was going to tell him. I looked up at him after taking a huge gulp, "I was caught doing something... I shouldn't have."
His smile got even bigger. He continued to stare at me waiting for an answer to his question, "So I have to play your mean daddy, huh?"
"Uh huh...” I looked up at him as he was smiling away. I knew he'd do it.
"OK, then. I think I'll need some practice playing your daddy. And I'll need to know what you did. Why don't you come sit on my lap and tell Daddy everything." His look changed from casual to almost evil I felt. I got up and put my beer that was almost gone on the coffee table. He closed his legs forming a lap. As I sat, I pulled up the back of my skirt so that my panties were in contact with his pants. His body was nice and warm. My heart began to race.
"So what is this principal going to want to know from me?" He wrapped his right arm around my waist pulling me just a little closer to his body.
"I think he just wants you to be aware of how I have behaved lately and that you are dealing with it accordingly or some bull.. stuff." My fingers were twiddling and my heart's speed was pounding while I sat on my neighbor's lap.
"Well to establish the proper punishment that your principal needs to hear from me, I'll need to know what you did... exactly."
I took a deep breath, "I... was late to class..."