A Jack of all trades

As a middle school administrator I was constantly mon my students, staff and building. Once breakfast was over and students were in homeroom I started morning announcements like I always do. I shared our concern that our boys and girls basketball game might be postponed if the weather predictions were accurate. I reminded students quarterly assessments would start next week. I arranged with the guidance department that we can get these assessments finished and still have a full week of instruction before Christmas break.

I was walking the sixth grade hall when my walkie beeped and I responded within a couple of minutes. I went into the sixth grade team room and called the front office. My secretary informed me that the central office had just called to inform us we would need to get our kids fed and call for buses around ten third and last loading kids by eleven o’clock. Having an early release day was hectic to say the lease. Lunch must be served, car riders and parents go crazy at the first sign of snow. I got my custodian to get salt and sidewalk treatments ready. Cafeteria staff made quick adjustments and prepared bag lunches of milk, fruit, sandwiches and a bag of chips. Granted it wasn’t the most nutritious food but it would get kids out the door and on buses and we still met the federal guidelines of providing kids a meal.

By the time buses and car riders were in full swing I had already left my office with outerwear gear, boots, gloves and hat. Being a middle school administrator face to face contact is key. Opening a car door, speaking to parents, etc. …. It’s a good way to build that parent connections. Around 1:15 I got on the intercom and told my staff to leave, be safe and listen for the phone tree message from me later this evening once I got word from the central office regarding plans for tomorrow.

I sent a message over the walkie radio to my head custodian ….Mr. Billy didn’t respond. I started walking the main hallway and continued to message Bill. I looked across the courtyard and noticed Bill was spreading salt mix on the sidewalk the buses use to drop off kids. I headed that way and walked outside the door and grabbed a shovel. He immediately told me to go back inside. Bill was a hard working man. I hired him four years ago. He had spent some time at the bus garage as a handy man but when I had posted the opening at my building he immediately contacted me. Most African American men who have worked for me in the past have gained my respect and I treat everyone fairly regardless of the pos you hold on my staff. Bill was a widower and was always ready to jump in and stay late no matter how many times I told him ….go home, I’ll lock up after a concert, spring open house, etc…..

This particular afternoon he had worked up a sweat but ripped out the seat of his dickies work pants. I told him to follow me back to my office. I had my own restroom in my complex that included a shower. I always kept a change of clothes, professional dress as well as school polo shirts, jeans, etc…. I told Bill to change clothes, jump in the shower, etc….Out of the corner of my eye I looked at this handsome man as he was naked ready to step into my shower. I’ve always been comfortable around him and I never made a big issue about my lifestyle. I went to the closet and got him a pair of sweatpants and a long sleeved shirt. I didn’t have an extra boxer briefs. Dear god, the snake of a cock on this man was phenomenal. It was obvious he knew I was looking. As he turned off the water and was drying off with a fresh towel he winked at me said….it’s about time we talk about the elephant in the room. I apologized and told him I was admiring his amazing cock. He replied and said….thanks, it is an amazing cock and it does some pretty amazing things. I walked closer to Bill and without saying a word reached out and took his thick eight inch uncut dick in my hand. He let out a slight moan and said, I’ve always wanted to see what you would do if given the opportunity.

I have never had physical contact with my staff before. My last fuck buddy was a former band director in our system who left out district and moved to the county next door. However, Bill presented me with the moment in time where I thought….just go for it and enjoy this opportunity for what it was.

As I knelt in front of him I just smelled the clean fresh scent of my body wash. I muzzled my face under his low hanging balls. I opened my lips and took one of them in my warm mouth. As I worked his large nut I made sure the other one was getting sloppy wet. His beautiful black dick grew along the side of my bearded face. I placed both hands on the back of his thick thighs and pulled his crotch towards me. I swallowed all of his tool. God, he filled my throat. I took my time and Bill reached down and rested his big hands on my bald head. He started a slow and steady rhythm fucking my face. I pulled off and stood in front of him. He started undressing me and I told him I needed him to fuck me. Holy hell, his mouth and tongue were so gifted. He licked, rimmed, suck my hole and took his delicious time serving my ass preparing me for what I had requested….to be fucked. Bill got on the sofa and I climbed on top. As he continued to eat my man pussy I teased his cockhead with my skilled tongue. After a few minutes I raised up and squatted over his pole. I lowered myself on his dick. I play with toys so my favorite purple dildo was close in size …length was very similar. However, Bill was definitely thicker. I rode his cock as he used his thumb and forefinger to play with my precum. We fucked for about thirty minutes. He jacked me off while I bounced on his amazing dick. I kept a consistent pace and when he shot his load it filled my gut and damn it felt so warm. I sat on top of his thick black cock. I leaned over and kissed him. He held me for a few minutes and said….we better put ourselves back together.

After we cleaned up my office he started cleaning my private bathroom. He said he knew Ms. Linda cleaned the office complex. I told him I very rarely have her to mess with my things in my bathroom. Nonetheless, he cleaned everything. Placed his clothes in a trash bag and said he would carry them to his truck. As we left the office complex and I sat the alarm he started to walk to the back of the building. Bill always parked his truck out back. My GMC was in the front of the building. Once I got home and put on a kettle for tea my phone buzzed. A message from the central office staff…canceled school for tomorrow. I turned on my gas logs, closed my plantation shutters and retired my box of toys from the bedroom closet. My ass was still nice and opened from this afternoon. I inserted a vibrating dildo … put on a cockring, nursed my tea and debated to call Bill to see if he made it home safe and sound. As I stroked my lubed cock I got to thinking…when do I get to top Mr. Billy?