West was forming his own gang and now graduation approaching. He was finally in the adult world... and things were getting more interesting by the day.
Just as he was about to leave the bathroom...
BANG!
A sound echoed sharply down the hallway causing West to pause in place.
BANG! BANG!
Soone was pounding heavily on a door nearby.
"...Hello?!"
The voice sounded strained.
West stepped out of the restroom and followed the sound.
It led him to a small storage room used by teachers to keep extra supplies ranging from cleaning materials to paper stacks, and miscellaneous classroom equipnt.
The door rattled again.
"Is soone out there?!" the voice called out.
West recognized it imdiately. It was Mrs. Harrow.
He walked up to the door and knocked once.
"Relax," West said casually.
"You’re not dying in there."
Inside the storage room ca a sigh of relief.
"Oh thank goodness! The door jamd!"
West grabbed the handle and twisted.
It was locked... or more accurately... stuck.
He gave it a firm pull but still, it remained stuck.
Inside, Mrs. Harrow shifted nervously.
"I think the handle broke when I closed it," she explained.
West glanced at the hinges before shrugging.
"Stand back."
He placed one hand against the door.
Being an awakened ant sothing like this was trivial.
He applied a small burst of strength.
CRACK
The door popped open imdiately.
West stepped aside as the door swung outward.
Mrs. Harrow stumbled slightly as she stepped out of the cramped space.
Her hair was slightly ssy from being stuck inside, and the warm storage room had clearly left her flushed. A few strands of hair clung to her neck, and her blouse looked slightly rumpled from the confined space, adding to her attractive allure.
West raised an eyebrow.
"Well," he said with a grin.
"You look like you just survived a disaster."
Mrs. Harrow exhaled deeply.
"You have no idea how stuffy it was in there."
She brushed her hair back, then looked at him properly.
"West?"
He leaned casually against the doorfra.
"What would you do without ?" he said with a teasing smirk.
She rolled her eyes slightly.
"You’d probably get expelled if a teacher heard you talking like that."
"Probably."
She laughed quietly despite the situation.
For a mont they simply looked at each other before West added playfully,
"Honestly though... if I didn’t co along you might’ve spent the rest of the day trapped in there."
Mrs. Harrow folded her arms.
"Oh really?"
"Yep."
He leaned a little closer.
"I expect so kind of gratitude."
She raised an eyebrow.
"What kind of gratitude?"
West shrugged.
"I’m flexible."
She shook her head, though a faint smile appeared on her face.
"You’re unbelievable." Mrs Harrow suddenly seed like an high school Tsundere student .
The space between them grew smaller before she knew it as West leaned slightly closer.
"You know," he said quietly, "you really do owe ."
"Oh?" she replied softly.
"And what exactly are you asking for?"
West didn’t answer with words.
Instead, he leaned forward and their lips t briefly.
The kiss started as a teasing mont but it quickly deepened.
Mrs. Harrow inhaled softly in surprise, though she didn’t pull away.
Her encounter with West last week had been driving her crazy since, making her wish for more despite her pretending act of disinterest.
Her husband had lost all his passion and they barely even had sex anymore especially since he was always working... the fire that she always wanted from him was what this young student showed her... so how could she refuse him?
For several seconds the hallway around them seed to disappear as they rged into each other while West cupped her buttcheeks with one hand, enjoying the chunky feeling beneath the fabric while gripping her thighs with the other.
Footsteps suddenly rang out causing West’s eyes to snap open.
Soone was walking down the corridor
Without hesitation he grabbed Mrs. Harrow’s wrist and pulled her back into the storage room.
The door closed quietly behind them.
Now they stood inside the cramped storage space, barely large enough for two people to stand comfortably.
Cleaning supplies lined the shelves, boxes of paper were stacked along the wall and the air inside was warm and tight.
Outside, the footsteps passed by slowly causing Mrs Harrow to hold her breathe.
West wasn’t particularly concerned about being caught with her but he knew it would bring her troubles as a teacher so staying hidden was the best possible option.
They stood incredibly close together without speaking.
Mrs. Harrow’s back pressed lightly against the shelves while West was technically pressed against her chest.
He could feel her lons pushing against him like soft cushions.
The confined space made every breath feel louder...
Finally the footsteps faded away down the hallway and silence returned.
For a mont neither of them moved.
Then Mrs. Harrow laughed softly under her breath.
"Well... now we’re both trapped."
West smirked.
"Technically I could break the door again whenever I want."
"That sounds expensive for the school."
"True."
They were still standing extrely close...
Close enough to feel each other’s breathing.
Close enough that the earlier tension returned almost imdiately...
The cramped storage room felt even smaller with their bodies squeezed together as the faint scent of cleaning fluids and stacked paper boxes filled the air.
Mrs Harrow stunning figure was illuminated by a sliver of light sneaking under the door.
She was breathtaking with curves that demanded attention and full breasts that strained against her crisp white shirt.
West couldn’t deny that she was quite the eye candy with her black skirt hugging her wide hips and round, curvy ass perfectly, teasing a glimpse of thick sexy thigh due to the slit by the side.
West couldn’t hold back anymore as he reached for her shirt, working the top two buttons open with urgent fumbles.
The fabric parted, revealing the lacy black bra cupping her massive tits. She bit her lip while locking eyes with him as he pushed the bra up roughly, exposing her heavy breasts.
They bounced free displaying her already hard and pink nipples begging for his mouth. West dove in, latching onto one swollen nipple and sucking hard while his tongue swirled around the peak.
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