Arlo's gaze flickered to the hem of her skirt, his voice a low, seductive murmur.
"Hike up your skirt," he commanded, his fingers brushing over her thighs as he guided the fabric higher, revealing the pale, untouched flesh that lay beneath.
Mrs Janet's face flushed with embarrassment, her hands hovering over the material as she lifted the skirt, exposing her thighs and the delicate curve of her buttocks.
Arlo's eyes roamed over her thighs, his lips curving into a slow, appreciative smile as he took in the soft, unblemished skin that had been hidden from view.
"Beautiful," he murmured, his fingertips tracing the curve of her hips and the dip of her waist as his gaze traveled lower.
His breath caught as he took in the sight of her pale buttocks, the milky flesh glowing in the dim light of the office.
"Perfect," he breathed, his eyes drinking in the forbidden sight of her naked body.
Arlo reclined on the desk, his hardened cock standing at attention as he beckoned Mrs Janet closer.
"Come here," he murmured, his voice dark and inviting as he motioned to the space between his legs. "Sit on my cock."
Mrs Janet's breath quickened, her body trembling as she approached the desk, her gaze fixed on his throbbing length.
She climbed onto the desk, her thighs trembling as she straddled him, her skirt bunching around her waist as she lowered herself onto his cock, the head pressing against her slick, aching flesh.
Arlo almost groaned in anticipation, he had fantasized so much about this moment in his head and now it was about to happen.
He was about to lose his virginity.
Just as Mrs Janet's wetness enveloped the tip of Arlo's cock, the unmistakable sound of a sharp knock resonated throughout the office, shattering the silence of their passion-fueled moment.
Mrs Janet's eyes widened, her body freezing in place as the sound of a jiggling doorknob followed the knock.
Arlo, too, tensed, his gaze darting toward the door as he quickly slipped his hands to Mrs Janet's hips, holding her steady as the knocking intensified.
"Mrs Janet?"
Her hand reached toward him, but before anything more could happen, another sharp knock echoed from the door.
Startled, Arlo whispered, "Who is that?"
Mrs. Janet froze, her breath hitching. "I don't know," she whispered back.
But then the voice replayed in her head, and she gasped softly. "That's Mr. Reeds… the district negotiator. This meeting is very important—"
Another knock came, this time more insistent.
"Mrs. Janet? Are you in there?"
Mrs. Janet shot Arlo a panicked look, whispering urgently, "The school's future is riding on this meeting."
Reluctantly, Arlo stepped back, pushing her away as the reality of the situation sunk in.
They both hurriedly fixed their clothes, straightening out wrinkles and smoothing hair.
"I'm coming!" Mrs. Janet called out, her voice tight.
She snatched a bottle of air freshener from her desk, spraying the room in quick bursts.
The scent filled the space, masking any hint of the moment they almost shared.
She glanced at Arlo one last time, taking a deep breath, and then nodded toward the door.
When she opened it, her tone shifted immediately, her voice professional and calm. "Arlo," she said, smiling as though everything was normal, "I want you to think about my advice. It's important you put it to good use."
Arlo nodded, playing along. "Yes, Mrs. Janet. I'll keep it in mind."
Turning to Mr. Reeds, she offered a warm but apologetic smile. "I'm so sorry for the delay, Mr. Reeds. Please, come in."
As he entered, she gestured toward the chairs, her demeanor completely transformed, ready for the business at hand.
****
As Arlo walked down the hallway, his mind spun with a whirlwind of emotions.
He couldn't focus on just one feeling—everything from excitement to regret swirled inside him.
Each step felt heavier than the last as he replayed the moment in Mrs. Janet's office, unsure of how to process what had just happened.
There was a certain thrill that came with almost being caught in such a risky situation.
It felt like the danger of being discovered only made it more exciting, adding to the tension of the moment.
Arlo's heart kept racing, his breathing still fast as he tried to calm down.
The light smell of Mrs. Janet's perfume hung in the air, reminding him of what could have happened.
Yet, the disappointment of being interrupted just as he was about to lose his virginity to the attractive woman hit him hard.
It felt like he had been so close, only to have it ripped away at the last second.
The frustration of being left hanging, with the familiar ache of not being able to finish, only made his irritation grow.
Arlo considered his options, mind racing.
Maybe he could find someone else, another girl he could charm into helping him release the pent-up tension that gnawed at him.
He had always relied on his smooth words and confident smile to get what he wanted. It wasn't a stretch-he'd done it before.
But just as the thought crossed his mind, his eyes flicked to the clock on the wall.
40 seconds left.
His heart sank.
Time was slipping away far too quickly.
There was no way he'd be able to find someone, talk her into anything, and do it all in the time he had left.
Even if he spotted someone right now, it wouldn't matter. He was stuck.
Arlo groaned inwardly, his frustration boiling over.
His body still buzzed with the energy of what had almost happened with Mrs. Janet, and the ache between his legs was a constant reminder of how close he had been to getting what he wanted.
Now, there was nothing he could do except endure the discomfort for the rest of the day.
The familiar ache of blue balls pulsed, making every movement just a little more irritating.
He clenched his fists, knowing there was no quick fix in sight.
He'd have to wait until later, when he finally had enough privacy to deal with it himself.
The thought was frustrating, but he knew he had no other choice.
Until then, he'd have to go about his day pretending everything was normal, while his body reminded him of just how not normal it was.
With a sigh, Arlo resigned himself to a long day ahead, counting down the hours until he could finally find relief.