Natalie bit her lower lip as Stephanie casually talked into the phone, still working the front of her panties with a diligent thumb. Her loins were positively burning from the continuous attention. She hadn’t intended to get this hot either, but talking about play time, swaying Stephanie into letting them get a boy toy, and just in general being close to her overly sexy form got her going.<br/><br/>Which was why it was agony when Steph finally ceased and handed her the phone. Regardless if Virginia had hung up, she groaned, hard. Steph got up casually, fixing her disheveled clothes while Nat dropped the phone back into its cradle. The woman made an excellent teaser. It wasn’t uncommon for her to drive a sub to tears after a long night with her busy hands. Fortunately for Nat, she wasn’t bound and gagged at her mercy.<br/><br/>“I think I’ll hold you to that,” she said crossly, sliding off the desk. “Though before that, I think we should deal with Mr. Hadley first. He needs to know just how I am when I don’t get what I want.” When Stephanie turned from the mirror after she finished smoothing her appearance, Nat snuggled close to her, wrapping her arms around the small of her back and pressing her hips against her. “But, I think you should be there for some reassurance. I don’t want to be the scary, horny Headmistress and scare our new toy away now, do I?”<br/><br/>Natalie enjoyed the long kiss that followed, the little whisper of tongue between, and the soft nibble of her lower lip. “I’ll have a look and see if he’s been to any naughty websites on school time. If he has, we can both give him his spanking together.”<br/><br/>Stephanie left, and Natalie went back to her office, smoothing her dress shirt, but waited to roll down her skirt. She slid her thumbs under her panties and tugged them down her long legs, then hung them in her coat closet, giving both them and her glowing sex a chance to air dry. Once her skirt was smooth and down, just enough to barely cover the tops of her stockings, she sat back down at her chair, enjoying the sudden breeze across her sex. With a small compact mirror, she fixed her short blond hair; it had gotten a little tussled while in Steph's office. For her face, she could just claim she was a little warm until the flush vanished.<br/><br/>First, she sent a less than brisk email to the rest of the staff, indicating that the honor roll selections would be a little while longer. After that was taken care of, she logged into the network and began to pilfer through the names until she found ‘khadley’, and opened it, then moved to his browser history. Students could delete history locally from a computer, but there was no escaping the network log. In a few minutes, she would see if Kevin was being a dirty little boy in her school.