Mature female principal loves to be on duty

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Our meeting was purely by chance. Last April, I was chatting online, having nothing to do. I met her; her name was "Beijing Woman," 42 years old—a very ordinary name. We chatted briefly and she seemed quite cheerful, so I remembered her. A few days later, I met her again in the same chat room. This time, we hit it off, learned about her family and work, and exchanged phone numbers. She said she was the vice principal of a school, occasionally doing teaching work, but mainly handling administrative tasks. She wasn't busy and liked being online. Knowing she loved to joke, I asked her to go to a movie, and she readily agreed. I was curious why she agreed so easily.

Around May Day, my company organized a bidding process for a tender document. After finally finishing it, I was tasked with delivering it to the client. On my way back, I happened to be near her school, so I tried calling her to see if she was there. Coincidentally, she was at school, seemingly doing nothing and daydreaming.

I jokingly said, "I'm near your school, come out, let's meet!" She laughed and said, "Really? Okay!" She told me the exact location of the school and how to get there by car, and I found the place easily.

I parked my car a little distance from the school gate to observe, after all, I had to be cautious. After a while, a woman came out, wearing a red sweater, not tall, but with a fairly well-proportioned figure. Just average!

I was quite disappointed. Just then, my phone rang; it was her calling. I saw her holding the phone and looking around. I thought:

I should still meet her! So I answered the phone, told her my license plate number, and she slowly walked over and got into my car. We chatted, and I observed her closely. Her appearance was average, but she was very attractive.

Especially when she smiled, she was very beautiful, and when she spoke, the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes and the dimples on her face combined to give her a mature woman's charm.

We only chatted for a few words before parting ways. This was our first meeting, unremarkable.

We kept in touch by phone frequently and gradually became familiar with each other. She was very outspoken, like many married middle-aged women, often making adult jokes. Her work also gave her an intellectual beauty that set her apart from the average person. I thought we'd meet again.

Sure enough, a few days later, she called me, saying she was on duty on Saturday and asked me to check the school's computers; they seemed to be malfunctioning. I thought this was my chance. I went to her school on Saturday morning. The school gate was tightly closed and locked from the inside. I called her, and she came down to open the door for me. I said, "Why is the door locked in broad daylight?" She laughed and said, "I'm alone; I'm afraid bad guys will come in!" "Looks like I'm not a bad guy!" "Hehe, hard to say!" We joked as we went upstairs to her office. After chatting for a bit, I started checking the computer for her. Actually, it wasn't malfunctioning; it was just misuse. I finished quickly. We chatted for a while, and then had lunch together. I had to leave in the afternoon because I had something to do.

Two weeks later, she called to say she had to be on duty again. I thought this time things would be more promising. So I arrived at her school around 10 a.m. After lunch, I asked her to go to Melody KTV for karaoke, and she agreed. She

just said she wanted to get back to school early, worried that no one would be on duty. We went into Melody and luckily there was a small private room available. I ordered a few cans of beer, and she drank a soft drink. My singing is quite good, and she was absolutely in awe of me. I handed her the microphone, and she said her skill level couldn't compare to mine. We were sitting very close, and I took the opportunity to put my hand on her shoulder, and she didn't object. Instead, she kept her eyes on the screen and started singing randomly into the microphone.

I became even bolder and put my arms around her neck. She whispered, "Be gentle, I can't sing anymore!" I quickly let go. I'm a bit timid after all. But while she was singing, she kept bumping into me with her body in rhythm with the song. Was this a signal to me? I tried putting my arms around her waist and gradually moving upwards, and this time she didn't object and continued singing seriously. After she finished singing, I said to her, "You sang so well!" She replied, "Little brother, don't tease me!" My hands were still on her body, so I pulled her forcefully into my arms. She half-heartedly resisted. I tried to kiss her, but she dodged, saying, "No, no! I'm your older sister!" But emboldened by the alcohol, I held her tightly, and finally, I kissed her lips. Once our lips met, she wouldn't let go, greedily sucking on them. I put my tongue in her mouth, and she responded in kind.

My hands began to move, starting with her skirt. She was wearing pantyhose, and the silk skirt felt very comfortable. I could feel the outline of her underwear through the skirt. My hands continued upwards, touching her breasts. She struggled to stop me, but gave up after a few attempts. Her breasts were small and firm, very satisfying to touch; her nipples were already hard. She began to moan softly. But what could I do in this public place? My little brother was rock hard, but I had to hold back. We went on like this for two hours before finally taking a break. I straightened my clothes and hair, and walked out of the karaoke bar, my face flushed.

This happened several times afterward in her office. Only once, at a bathhouse, in a private room, I touched her vulva, and she gripped my penis tightly. But we never had sex.

Finally, this July, when we went to Tanggu together, we had sex. We

went to the beach in the morning and stayed at a hotel in the afternoon. We were at it again in bed. It was difficult to take off her underwear; she wouldn't budge. Finally, with my efforts, I managed to get it off. She closed her eyes, twisting her body. Her skin was very white, her lower abdomen slightly protruding, her legs very strong, and her body very well-proportioned—truly a middle-aged beauty!

I couldn't hold back any longer and pounced on her, touching and licking her. She couldn't take it anymore and started moaning loudly. My penis rubbed against the entrance of her vagina, and she kept whispering, "No, no, I'm your sister!" I hesitated. After all, we had a good relationship. Would this affect our relationship?

I was wrong. While I was hesitating, she was also cooperating by rubbing my penis with her vagina. I understood. I thrust hard, and it went all the way in. She cried out, "Ouch! Be gentle, little brother!" She was very wet, so it went in easily.

I lay on top of her and slowly licked her, but she kept twisting her body. I thought I might as well just finish first, so I braced myself with my arms and thrust harder. Her moans grew louder, "Ouch, little brother, you...you...slow down...I can't take it...ouch..." I fucked her even harder.

Because I was so excited, I was about to ejaculate after only a few dozen thrusts. She whispered, "Can you not ejaculate inside? It's not a safe period!" I was about to ejaculate, so I immediately pulled out and ejaculated all over her stomach. She felt dizzy.

After a while, I said, "Let's go take a shower!" and carried her into the bathroom.

She seemed to still be processing what we had just done. After showering, we went out for dinner. When we came back from dinner, we started playing cards. The punishment was to take off our clothes. She laughed at me for being a pervert. In the end, I still managed to undress her completely. I kept my penis erect. I pounced on her again, and this time the cooperation was smoother, and I penetrated her vagina directly.

Because we had just finished in the afternoon, I lasted longer. I spread her legs and fucked her hard, and she moaned in rhythm: "Oh...oh...I'm going to die...be gentle...little brother...I'm getting old...I can't take this..." I changed positions, and she cooperated well. This time it lasted for about half an hour. Finally, I was about to ejaculate. I whispered to her, and she nodded vigorously with her eyes closed. I thrust a few more times, then pulled out and ejaculated on her stomach.

After returning from Tanggu, she called me again today to tell me she has to work the weekend! I guess she wants me to fuck her again.

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