As I walked from Ron's car into school, I saw Mia and Sara ahead of me. I yelled out to Mia and they stopped and turned around. I walked up to Mia and gave her a hug and kissed the top of her head.
"Why the glum faces?" I asked them as we walked into school.
"We can't get any privacy anywhere," Mia moaned, "It's been so long since we've had time together alone."
"I've got some ideas," I smiled at her, "Let me work on it."
I gave her another hug as we separated and went to our classes.
After my second class, English, as we were being dismissed, Miss Cartwright asked "Anyone going down the south hall?".
I raised my and walked up to her. She smiled and handed me a box.
"Would you mind dropping it at Mr. Coleman, the janitor's office?", she asked me, giving me a big smile.
"Sure, it's on my way," I answered and walked down the hall.
I came up to the door to the Janitor's Office and knocked and walked in. It was a good-sized room with shelves of supplies on three walls and a desk over to one side. Standing by the shelves on the right wall was a middle-aged, bald, thick black man not quite six foot tall.
"What's up?" he asked, turning toward me, smiling.
"Miss Cartwright asked me to drop this off, Mr. Coleman," I said walking up to him and handing him the box.
"Thanks," he said sitting the box on his desk, "But you can call me Big John."
Looking him up and down, especially the large bulge in his work pants, I asked, "Why Big John? You don't look too tall."
He took my hand and pressed it against the bulge in his pants, "This is why," he laughed.
He took his hand away, but I kept mine pressed against the growing bulge.
"Oh, my," I exclaimed. "I can see why they call you Big." And I squeezed.
"And it does love white boy mouth," John said, putting his hands on my shoulders and pushing down.
I let him push me down to my knees, keeping my hand on his now very large bulge. Looking up at him, I then unfastened his pants and let them fall. I pulled his underwear down and gasped.
