Eve's POV The smell of the freshly polished oak desk made my stomach turn. I didn't see why they had to get it polished. I would have loved it just the way Granny used it while she was in charge. It smelled like wax wiped with a horse’s ass.Wendy was saying something about most of the daily stuff I needed to do and the things she was going to handle. I could tell by the way she looked at me that she didn't like me at all. She didn’t approve of me. Most people didn’t.It didn't matter much especially since she was everything I didn't want to be. An aged spinster probably in her late forties with no hope of getting laid or love; whichever comes first. Her companions were probably a troop of cats in a lonely apartment off the city."Do you understand it all?"I nodded giving her a thumbs up. I didn't understand shit but I would have rather sat down in front of an active highway than let her repeat all she had said again.She stood above me with the patient calm of a hawk. A slightly ob
Principal and Student 5Noah's POV He had to be crazy. I knew rich kids took all sorts of drugs to numb whatever fucked up shit they had to put up with being rich over privileged pieces of shit with no real care in the world. Whatever pills he had been popping recently had messed him up badly.Rick had assured me that he was serious. He wasn't fucking around. If I wanted to make five hundred, I had to fuck the hottest chick in the school who according to him was the new principal."Are you crazy?" Will asked saying exactly what was on my mind.I had to be crazy to accept Rick's bet. At the moment I'd been dumbstruck by my greed. I was still experiencing the residual effects of greed."I think I am," I replied speaking in a low voice.Evelyn Buckley. My first impression of her had been less than impressive. There was no sexual appeal there. She was sexy in her way but too plain to get me turned on."Noah," Will said tugging at my arm. "Snap out of it. You're way over your head. You ca
-6 Eve's POV Sitting across from him in the restaurant was a challenge. It was almost like I was watching a movie of that exact moment rather than sitting there.He seemed to be enjoying himself. I could tell by the smile on his face and his look of satisfaction. He was probably having a messed up fantasy about how I would follow him back to his place by the end of the night for some action.As desperate as I was for some dick, this was too much.He looked like the type of weirdo that still lived in his mother's basement. I would sit across from him, endure his company and his conversation, enjoy the free meal, and then thank him for the free meal. It was the least polite thing I could do.He told me his name was Bernie and that the pictures he used on his profile were from some years ago. His glory days he called them. I had a hard time believing the hunk on his profile was related to him in any way. I didn't believe it at all. He was capping.A waiter showed up and Bernie ordered
-7 Noah's POV Carl's eyes widened and for the first time since I knew him, he looked sobber. "What do you mean the hottie with no-tipper Voldemort is your principal?""Substitute Principal." I corrected.My hands were still clammy even though I'd gotten over the initial shock of seeing her at the restaurant.She looked hot in the black dress with her hair down. Incredibly hot! According to the bet I had with Rick, I had seven days to make that incredibly hot woman want me enough to have hot crazy sex with me."Damn, dude." Carl whistled. "She's hot as balls."I considered telling him about the bet. I was tempted to tell him about it. I needed to talk about it with someone that wasn't Will because I knew exactly what he thought about it.It's a crazy idea. Drop it, Will's voice echoed in my head."Well, there's something," I said to Carl hesitating a little.I told him about how Rick Sawyer had offered a bet of five hundred bucks if I could fuck the substitute Principal. He listene
-8 Noah's POV Her voice kept ringing in my head. She had just asked me to take her clothes off. Was she serious or was this another lesson? Another trick. Women don't like it when a guy follows orders. Yet I felt like this was different. It had to be. I wanted it to be."No," I said, gritting my teeth. It was the hardest thing I've ever had to say."No?" She mused."No," I repeated more confidently. "Take it off for me," I added.Her face showed her surprise. She hadn't been expecting that and I knew in that instant that I had done the right thing."You're a fast learner after all."I felt like I had just received a thumbs-up from my favorite teacher. It was a good feeling.Barbara moved an inch closer evading my space. A move like that would have made me nervous but I was changing.She said, "You deserve a reward."With that, she moved her dress to the side enough to expose her pale flesh. I could see the rise of her breast but her nipple wasn't visible yet. She moved it slightly
Noah’s POVI tried to remember what Barbara had taught me so far. She said the most important thing was to be confident no matter what and I had to break the wall our age difference would bring. As I walked beside Mr. Hardly, I tried to control my nerves and stop myself from sweating so much. I was sweating in my friggin’ balls.The door to the administrative office was in sight. As we got closer, I realized my heart was racing so fast that it made me feel dizzy.Mr. Hardly led me into the office like I was a criminal being taken into custody. The secretary, Miss Wendy gave me a disapproving look. It was as if she was glad I had gotten in trouble and she wanted me to get the worse punishment ever. She would suggest an hour in a torture rack if it was legal.“You can go in now.” She said, barely looking up at me. “She’s waiting for you.”At her words every courage I had managed to summon up disappeared completely. I felt empty and unsure of myself. What did I hope to do going into her
Noah's POV She had lost her composure. I hadn't imagined it. Her flushed face and uncomfortable demeanor. It happened.I smiled as I walked along the hall. It had gone just as I'd imagined it would or was I asleep? Could this be a dream?Davey's fist struck me in my face and I knew it wasn't a dream. Dreams don't cause pain and give a black eye.I was smart enough to take the surprise hit and go down. Fighting back would mean my death. I wasn't ready to die just yet.Mr. Hardly showed up again just as I knew he would. The man was out for blood this morning. Maybe the missus was starving him from getting some much-needed action. I could see it going that way.He looked at the both of us simultaneously, fuming as he did so. I cupped my right eye and winced. Fuck!Stars floated around my view making it hard for me to focus on the faces."What happened here?" Mr. Hardly asked in a voice that could sharpen granite.I put my right hand up. "I started it. He was just defending himself."Dav
Noah's POV Barbara was pleased to hear about my progress. She was sure I was going to pull it off sooner than expected.I spent an hour learning about the act of subtle seduction. She taught me about the importance of masking my intentions until it was too late to turn back. She told me seduction was like a dance. Timing and precision were the keys to getting it right. One wrong move and you step on her toes; dance over.Barbara taught me how to control my urges and channel them into making my target go crazy. She said it was important because if I could get it right then I would be able to make any woman want me.I enjoyed her lessons just as much as I enjoyed being around her. Who wouldn't want to be around a woman with tits big enough to suffocate a grown man? Sometimes I would think about how it had felt to squeeze her tit. I wanted both of em and she knew it.Just as our lesson was coming to an end for the day I waited for the slightest hint. A green light. Anything. But there