Mom will help you

Chapter 148 - Am I that easy to read?

The next day, Oliver went to school on Monday morning after enjoying a very intimate night of sex with Mia. It had been quite an intense encounter, and Oliver couldn't help but love how passionate their lovemaking sessions always got.

Upon arriving at school, he went to class and found his friends, Sarah and Ron, sitting together like every day. After saying good morning and smiling, he sat beside Brenda, the pretty blonde who gave him a quick peck on the lips before asking, "Hey there, where were you all weekend? I thought we could have some fun, but you were nowhere to be seen!"

"I went to help my father's boss, so I couldn't be around. I should've warned you about that... Sorry." Oliver answered, leaving out the kinky details that had happened in between.

Brenda gave him a skeptical look, "Really? What did he ask you to do? I doubt that his boss would need assistance from a teenager when he has adults working for him."

"Hehe... He does have adults helping him, but..." Oliver paused, chuckling, "They don't have someone with the 'skills' that I have."

Ron, who was already seated behind his desk, looked over at them from behind. He seemed to notice Oliver's smirk and said, "Oh, I get it! You must have gone over to that place to fuck someone! No doubt about that."

Meanwhile, Sarah frowned at the crude assumption. However, remembering how skilled Oliver was in bed and also how they shared a very hot encounter just a few days ago, she ended up nodding her head in agreement. "Humm... Yeah, maybe Ron is right. You must have gotten laid during your weekend."

"Wow, am I that easy to read?" Oliver chuckled, looking at the two of them before turning his attention to the blonde, who also smiled in response, albeit a bit disappointed for being left out of the action.

"You should hide that smirk better if you don't want us to find out that easily," Brenda told him, before lowering her voice to a whisper as she leaned closer, "Heh... Mom was quite eager to enjoy your cock. But you went off and had fun elsewhere."

Oliver shrugged and brought a hand to rub his crotch over the fabric of his pants, making Brenda stare at him like a hungry lioness that spotted a plump prey.

"Don't worry, I'll make up for that. I'm already looking forward to our next opportunity," he told her, making the sultry blonde breathe in shakily in excitement.

Soon enough, the teacher entered the room and started the morning lesson, drawing the group's focus away from sex and putting it on school activities instead.

As always, Emma Dawson was wearing some pretty tight clothes that emphasized every curve of her beautiful, voluptuous body. She also seemed to be in a good mood, smiling at the class of students and welcoming them for the day.

Just like everyone else, Oliver couldn't help but admire the stunning young teacher while she taught them, walking around the classroom and writing things on the blackboard. In front of the boys, her presence was more than welcome, and for sure they loved to watch her thick ass swinging with each step she took.

Soon enough, the lessons began, and the day progressed without much event until the lunch break. The four friends walked together to the cafeteria to eat like they always did, sharing a laugh while discussing topics ranging from studies to casual stuff.

Afterwards, Oliver left the trio, going straight for the restroom while the other three students left the place.

When he arrived there, the bathroom was empty, and so the boy was quick to enter one of the booths, lock the door, and get ready to take care of his needs. And while doing that, Oliver heard the voice from the other booth that just happened to be occupied.

"... Hmm... humph... " A feminine moan came from the toilet next to his. There was no doubt about what the person was doing inside. Although it surprised him a little to hear such erotic noises coming from the male's toilet, there was no denying what he just listened to, especially after hearing another gasp and a faint slurping sound that made him even hornier.

Oliver paused, wondering who that woman could have been. Since she was doing that right there in the male's restroom, it was evident to him that she wanted to get caught, despite her soft and breathy sounds seeming to be careful enough to not make it easy.

Then, another voice could be heard, one that was deeper in pitch and more masculine.

"Ah, keep going! That's so good!"

That man's tone of voice and that eloquent speech were ones that Oliver recognized all too well. After all, the old man from the next-door booth was none other than Principal Robert Anderson. He had no doubt that the man was busy with someone. But who would it be?

The first name that came to his mind was Mrs. Dawson, but he doubted that she would indulge the balding creep. The gorgeous teacher had no need to do that if all she wished for was just some attention, and judging by the soft and pleased moans, this was happening because both parties wanted it to happen.

Wanting to know for sure, the young man stood up on the toilet seat, being careful to not produce any noise, and peeked over the edge of the stall. It wasn't much, but it was enough for him to confirm that Robert was indeed having some fun.

His pants and underwear were pulled down to his ankles, and his cock was being devoured by a gorgeous woman kneeling before him. Her head bobbed along his thick, hardened meat in a rhythmic movement, slurping and swallowing every now and then. Judging by the wet, muffled sounds, Oliver knew that the blowjob she was giving was pleasurable.