Erotic / BDSM, 9,000 words

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CLASS CLOWN by Eric Erato

Summary

Reunited grade-school classmates spark a first night of passion in a kindergarten classroom. When you add one hot ex-soldier just back from Afghanistan to a sensuous assistant principal unable to control her erotic urges, and multiply by an aggressive dominance and sexual submission, what do you get? You have an all-night lesson in extreme sensuality, bondage and release, and the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

Excerpt

I stepped into the office and picked up the little silver bell on the counter, turning it upside down and ringing it rhythmically with a gentle flick of my wrist. Ding, pause, ding, pause, ding, pause, and ding. Nothing. Ding, pause, ding, pause, and ding. Nothing. I set down the bell and turned to watch the last cars roll onto the street. Waiting quietly, I heard no movement, no talking - just the buzz of florescent lights up and down the hallway. Maybe a slight rustling from behind one of the closed doors, but I might have imagined it. I started walking out of the office when a woman's voice rose from the back office. I heard a muffled, "Wait, wait, don't go," from behind the closed door on the left side of the office. Finally, a sign of life.

So I waited. And I waited some more. Whoever was behind that door took her own sweet time in providing service to the general public. Typical of a school principal - her time is always more important than yours. I drummed my fingers on the counter and prepared to call something like "Today already" or "Before we need wheelchairs" into the office, when the door swung open, and a flushed and flustered woman popped her head out and smiled at me.

"I'm so sorry," she told me. "I was just . . . finishing something." Her smile widened and her body followed her head out of the door. "I didn't mean to keep you waiting. I just assumed everyone had left by now."

"Well" I offered, "They probably have. Everybody but me and the janitor."

"We don't call him a janitor anymore. He is our service engineer."

"Does he have an engineering degree?"

"No, of course not."

"Then why lie about it?"

She said, "It's not a lie - it's a - a - well, ok, it is a lie. All these euphemisms are little lies aren't they? But it doesn't matter in this case, because our service engineer isn't here tonight."

"Euphemism. Good word. But you're the principal, aren't you? You're supposed to be using big words."

"No," she said. "I'm the assistant principal. But it means that if I learn more words like that, maybe I can be principal someday." She seemed to suddenly realize that this banter could be considered flirting, and she straightened up and asked me what I wanted from the school office, and had my child been disciplined.

I appraised her carefully and was both amused and pleased with what I saw. She seemed to be in her early 30s - about my age, but maybe a little younger than me. Dark hair and big dark eyes, not too much make-up. A pleasant face with a great smile. I thought I knew that smile, but couldn't place it. I certainly would have remembered if I had met her recently.

She was dressed sensibly with a long-sleeved silk blouse and a knee-length black skirt, but she wore no stockings and her closed-toe pumps were a little too high and too sharp for the conservative look. And her nipples had been erect since she left the back office and stepped into my view. She had round, prominent breasts. An excellent feature, especially given the way they offset her solid, well-formed ass. That was probably why she waited to leave the room. She didn't want me to notice the high beams were on. I wondered what she had been doing back there. Maybe someone was still in the room waiting for me to leave.

The good news was that her nipples remained pert throughout our conversation. She must like me. The bad news was that I would have to stop looking at them or risk being slapped.
 

Reviews

Class Clown
Erotic, BDSM
Author: Eric Erato
Review Date: 6/10/2008
ISBN: 978-1-897559-06-2
Genre(s): Erotic Romance
Score (1-5) Hearts: 3 (3 = A great Read)


As grade-school classmates, Anthony Bennetti and Adrian Jackson, got themselves into some mischief that landed Anthony back then in some trouble at school. Years later, doing a favor for his sister because her and her husband couldn't go, Anthony played substitute parent for his nephew who was sick and missing school. He went to his nephew's teacher and Assistant Principal to discuss things and to get his nephew's schoolwork. He never thought that the Assistant Principal was going to be Adrian. She was all grown up and very sexy. When he stood near her she was just radiating sexual energy. They hit it off immediately and they got busy finding out more about each other.How well did Anthony and Adrian hit it off? Did he make any moves on her to let her know that he was interested in her? If so, how far did she allow him to go with her?This was book two of the First Night Series written by Mr. Erato. The storyline was extremely unique and creative. This story was a fast-paced read for me and the descriptions were very vivid.

Reviewed by...
Diana Coyle