:: Get dressed and get the hell out of here!
[[You]] decide not to respond and simply get dressed as fast as you can.  "Oh," [[Mr. Hilliard]] says.  "Please send Mrs. Anderson back in, will you, Parker?"  He then sits at his desk and starts doing something on his computer.  As you're getting dressed, you suddenly hear a woman's voice crying out from the other side of the door.  You think it's Mrs. Anderson and it's definitely a very noisy orgasm.  You shudder again at this town (is everybody in this town a sex fiend?) and are determined now to escape as soon as possible.

You finally finish dressing, painfully aware that you're leaking Chief Johnson's sperm into your boxers, and open the door to exit.  As you do, you see that [[Mrs. Anderson]] is now seated at the receptionist's desk and [[Stephanie]] seems to be just getting off the floor.  You look Stephanie in the face and see that the lower half of her face is wet and glistening.  It's quite obvious what she has just finished doing.  Mrs. Anderson crooks a finger at Stephanie and she leans over and kisses Mrs. Anderson on the lips.  "Thank you, Stephanie," Mrs. Anderson says, rising to her feet.  "I will be sure to tell Mr. Hilliard that your performance here is eminently satisfactory."

Stephanie blushes and wipes her face on her sleeve.  "Thank you, Mrs. Anderson," she says and curtsies.  Mrs. Anderson rises from the chair.  "Are you all done now, Parker?" she says.  "Does Mr. Hilliard wish to see me?"

You nod, still in shock.  Mrs. Anderson sweeps by you with her usual aristocratic bearing and enters Mr. Hilliard's office, closing the door behind her.  You are amazed at how nonchalant and put together she is for a woman who was having what sounded like a rather explosive orgasm just a minute ago.

Stephanie sits down at her desk and waves you over to the chair.  "You've still got some coffee left, honey.  Why don't you sit down and finish that?  I'm sure you need a pick-me-up.  It sounded to me like they rode you hard and put you away wet.  You must be very proud.  Mr. Hilliard almost never uses a student like that.  He must think you're something special."

You can't hold your tongue any longer.  "They raped me!" you say.  She looks at you with what appears to be genuine consternation on her face, but then she suddenly laughs.

"Oh!" she says.  "Were you doing a little role playing?  That's cute.  Sometimes Mr. Hilliard and I do that too.  You know - the Big Bad Boss and the Innocent Secretary or the Evil Principal and the Stuck Up Cheerleader.  Like you, I can never keep it up for long though.  It's not long before I'm yelling things like 'Pound me with your big cock' just like you were."

"I did //not// say that!" you exclaim.

She looks a bit puzzled.  "I admit you might have said 'huge' instead," she says and shrugs.  "Don't know why it matters though."  You give up arguing the point and wait for Mrs. Anderson.

Mrs. Anderson comes out and says, "Thank you, Stephanie.  Come along, Parker.  Let's go home."  You don't really have much choice at this point, so you figure you'll go along with her.  She doesn't have the equipment to rape you after all and she probably isn't that horny after enjoying Stephanie's oral ministrations.

[[Go back to the mansion with Mrs. Anderson.]]