THE JANITORS (fm:interracial, 964 words) | |||
| Author: Thomas B | |||
| Added: Nov 23 2025 | Views / Reads: 122 / 112 [92%] | Story vote: 9.62 (1 vote) | |
| Donny gets caught masturbating and has to pay the price. | |||
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with my hand stroking my cock under the blankets.I'd almost forgotten about the incident with Mrs. Ferguson by the time I got to school Monday morning.
It didn't take long for me to be reminded. When I opened my locker, there was a note taped to the inside: "after school stop in the custodian's office.-Mrs. Vivian Ferguson"
It was only then that I remembered. Was I in trouble? Who did Mrs. Ferguson tell?
Did you ever have one of those days where time seems to stand still?
That's how Monday at school was. I don't remember anything about any of my classes. What I do remember was standing in that stall in the boys' room with my pants around my ankles. My hard cock in my hand when Mrs. Ferguson opened the door.
Finally, it was 2:30 and I was knocking on the custodian's door. Mrs. Vivian Ferguson's door. "Come in." I opened the door.
"Donny, I'm so glad you decided to come. That was a very impressive show that you put on the other day."
I could not have been any redder. Redder than when she caught me. "Ummm, Mrs. Ferguson, I'm so sorry, I didn't think anyone was around. Everyone was at the game."
"Your apology is a start, but it's not enough. Here's my address. Come by Friday about 6." She handed me a slip of paper.
"Ah, ah, yes, ma'am. Friday about 6."
"Donny, it won't go well for you if you don't show up. One more thing, leave that thing alone all week."
I got redder. Of course, I knew what she meant. I didn't think it was possible, but I'd do whatever Mrs. Ferguson wanted. Or at least try. I mean, you could say she had me by the balls.
TO BE CONTINUED
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