<div class="floatleft">(http://common2.csnimages.com/lf/1/hash/150/824173/1/Milano+Office+Suite+2.jpg)</div>It was a busy day at Porter, especially for the staff. Headmistress Natalie Winters sat in her office, reviewing papers that would be entered into transcripts for the school honor roll, and there were quite a few potentials. The decision had been made, however, to keep the list to a maximum of twenty, so there was much trimming to be done. The twenty that were selected would be a prestigious group, eligible for scholarships for college and beyond.<br/><br/>Most of the papers were making her yawn, especially the ones from the science department, and this was only the first round. She would have to conference with Stephanie to make the actual selection, though they could find a lot of ways to make that more pleasurable for them both. It might make the process go longer, but she certainly didn’t mind staying up late with her lover, especially when fun and games were mixed in.<br/><br/>She sipped her latte, then placed a finished essay onto her growing stack. All of them had been graded perfect or near perfect. Porter’s grades were higher than average, which meant people would invest more time and money into the school, thus increasing everyone’s wages. It paid for their house, borderline a villa, as well as plenty of other comfortable trimmings.<br/><br/>The next essay on her list was a perfect A+ from South American Literature, by a student named Kevin Hadley. Natalie skimmed the first page lazily while taking another sip of her drink. However, a phrase caught her eye that made her slow her hasty reading and put her latte down.<br/><br/>“<em>Kneeled before her…</em>” she read aloud, then skimmed further down the paragraph. “<em>Submitting to her will and desires with every fiber of his body, uncaring of his own well being.</em>”<br/><br/>Now Natalie was reading the entire essay very thoroughly, which was filled with similar lines and words. What she was reading was in context to the novel at hand, but she was more than happy to read between the lines and interpret her own meaning. It wasn’t long before one hand was toying with the front of her pink and black silk panties.<br/><br/>That itch for cock had come back stronger than ever. It wasn’t that Stephanie couldn’t make her scream just as loud without one, but lately, Natalie wanted a little spice in their relationship. She was sure Stephanie wouldn’t mind.<br/><br/>She pushed out from her desk, tugging her obscenely short skirt down an inch, then moved to the door that connected the offices of the Headmistress and Vice-Headmistress, the assignment in tow. Stephanie was at her desk doing exactly what Natalie was doing previously.<br/><br/>“Hi sweetie,” she greeted with a smile, then moved close to her side and sat down on her lap, slinging her arms around her curvy frame. “Mind if we have a little chat?”<br/>