"Yes, I understand, I will be right there." I say before hanging up my phone and putting it in my pocket. It seems my daughter is in trouble with her teacher Mr. Durow yet again, and this time the principal has been involved.
With only a few weeks left of high school, my blonde, gorgeous, eighteen-year old girl has been getting herself into more trouble than ever at school, mostly to receive the after-school attentions of her teacher that I generously share her with. After our three-way a while ago, Mr. Durow and I came to an agreement that until the end of the year, he could have her as much as he liked as long as the other students or staff didn't find out. It seems he has broken his promise and I rethink the contract as I stroll into the school offices.
There is hardly anyone around the school this late on a Friday, and the secretary is just putting on her coat as she directs me into the principal's office, where my daughter and Mr. Durow are waiting.
"Ah, Mr. Durow, I don't believe we've met. I'm Ms. Martin, Teresa Martin, the principal here." the woman gets up to shake my hand before closing the office door. She looks to be about the same age as me, slim, wearing her long dark hair loose about her shoulders, black high heels and a tight fitting red skirt suit that accentuates her large chest. Nice, very nice.
"No, we haven't" I reply, sneaking a glance at her round ass in her tight pencil skirt as she walks back to sit behind her desk. "Now, what is this all about?" I ask as I walk over to stand behind my seated daughter, placing my large hands on her small shoulders. She glances up at me and I see a small smile on her pink lips.
The principal clears her throat and her cheeks began to turn a pleasing shade of pink. "Well, umm, you see, I was in the computer lab after school yesterday and, umm, your daughter and Mr. Durow here, well, they ... t-hey saw me looking and, ahem, doing some inappropriate things."
"She was watching porn Daddy! Schoolgirl porn! And fingering herself!" My girl chimes in, bouncing in her seat with excitement.
"I see" I reply, expressionless, but beginning to understand my daughter's smile.
"And, umm, Mr. Durow informed me that you, your daughter and him have something of an understanding?"
"Yes, we do, and?" I ask, still giving her nothing and enjoying watching her squirm.
"And, well, they thought that m-maybe ... maybe I could be in on it too?" Ms. Martin blurts out her confession in one quick stream. I smirk to myself and openly stare at her large chest for a moment, considering her offer.
"Hmm, I think we could perhaps work out a deal" I say as I slowly move my hands down to my girl's tits, squeezing them through her school blouse before slowly starting to unbutton it from the top down. My daughter leans back in her chair, giving me full access to her body.
"Can we play with her too Daddy?" she asks, giving me her innocent little girl face she knows I can't resist.
"Of course sweetie, and Mr. Durow can play too if you like."
"Yes please, Daddy!" she grins up at me before flashing her smile at her teacher.
"Well Ms. Martin, you have your answer" I say, leering at her as I tug my girls bra down, revealing her perfect tits and starting to pinch and tug her nipples. I see Ms. Martin bite her lip and hear her let out a nearly inaudible moan. "Now, why don't you come over here and let me get a good look at you."
Ms. Martin gets up and walks over to stand beside the chair my girl is sitting in. Her cheeks are red and she is clearly embarrassed but excited about the situation. "Take off your blazer and skirt, Teresa" I command, feeling fairly confident that she wants to be treated the way I treat my little girl. She complies, unbuttoning her tight jacket, revealing that she is wearing only a black, lacy bra underneath. A bigger surprise comes when she slips off her skirt, exposing her panty-less crotch framed by a black garter belt and thigh high stockings. Her pussy is mostly shaved, with only a small patch of dark, glistening hair topping it.
