Permission to fuck - Innocent High - Teamskeet

I'm a bit forgetful at times, and I must confess that I completely overlooked the fact that our permission slips were due for the cheerleading competition. Consequently, when Mr. Johnson (I think his name was) refused to accept my submission past the due date, I was taken aback. However, I didn't lose hope and decided to take matters into my own hands.

I marched up to his desk, trying my best to maintain my composure. Clearing my throat, I informed him that I had forgotten about the permission slip. His expression turned from stern to one of slight incredulity. He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms across his chest. "You expect me to believe that?" he scoffed.

Feeling cornered, I thought it might be time to take drastic measures. Standing tall, I slowly began to unbutton my blouse, revealing my lacy red bra underneath. His eyes widened as he watched me slip the thin straps off my shoulders, exposing my perky breasts. I paused for effect before unfastening my skirt and letting it fall to the floor, leaving me standing before him in nothing but my underwear.

My heart was racing, but I couldn't stop now. I took a deep breath and reached down, inching my fingers beneath the elastic of my panties before slowly sliding them off. I stood before him, completely exposed, every detail of my womanhood on full display.

His eyes locked onto mine as he grasped his crotch, clearly aroused. He seemed torn between his desire for me and his sense of professionalism – but ultimately, he couldn't resist my advances. His eyes were filled with lust as he took a step closer, his hands moving over my body.

He started by kissing me passionately, his tongue exploring every inch of my mouth as his hands roamed over my body, tracing the curves and dips of my flesh. He moved down to my breasts, taking one nipple into his mouth while massaging the other with his hand.

As he continued to pleasure me, his fingers moved lower, dipping into the folds of my wet pussy. He groaned as he touched me, and I could feel his arousal pressed against my thigh. Suddenly, he pulled back, looking up at me with a smile that spoke volumes.

Alright," he said, his voice husky with desire. "You can go on the field trip.