Girls School 1

The first of a few stories
For those of you who don’t like long intro’s apologies but that’s the way I write. I prefer a slow build up….like foreplay. This story is a prelude to more that follow, the others not needing further long introductions.

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Contains oral sex and mixed race.

I was to find out later that the only reason I had managed to get the job, at the school, was because of a mistaken interpretation of my christian names. D.J. The headmistress had for some reason interpreted the name as “Dee-Jay” and assumed it was a female applicant, however as I was the only one to have applied for the caretaker position and didn’t start until one day after the beginning of term, by the time I had arrived it was too late for her other than to reluctantly accept me into the position.
I had a rigorous and comprehensive lecture, from her, about being a male surrounded by adolescent teenage girls and was told under no uncertain terms that she would keep a strict eye on me, until of course I was replaced.
I could see why she was so desperate for me to stay, even short term, as the place was in a state. The previous caretaker, apparently a woman whom spent a lot of time under the influence of alcohol, had let the place slide. Radiators leaked, doors were off their hinges, windows wouldn’t shut, the heating system was up the swanny etc etc. I set to work, after all if I wanted paying I needed to show a good impression, plus I didn’t want a bad reference if I was only to be here a short time.
As it was a private school most of the young ladies at the school were from privileged backgrounds, although there were a few scholarships. As I tried to keep my head down avoiding temptation I didn’t really take time or effort to notice them. They were after all, a majority at least, well under age for any sexual mischief!
It was whilst repairing a door which had come away from its’ hinges that I met, who’s name I was to find out later, Sam, or should I say the door met my head and as I lay prostrate on the floor I met Sam. She had barged through it which is why most of the doors needed attention, and me, being on the other side went flying. As I looked up I was to see a vision of beauty if ever there was one. Sam had a blue blazer, tartan skirt and white ankle socks, yep the very vision all us males have of a school girl outfit! She had shoulder length blonde hair, the fringe cut horizontally across her forehead and baby blue eyes, the smooth complexion only a girl of 15 can have and full red blooded lips. I think the door must have killed me and I had just arrived in heaven.
“Oops” she said “Are you alright?”. “Sure” I replied “I often head-butt doors for fun!” I sarcastically answered. She squatted down to look at the swelling that had started to grow on my head. Inadvertently or not, from the squatting position she took I could see right between her legs, all the way up to her panties. Clean crispy white panties that cradled her pussy lips, which pressed against them. A swelling also started somewhere else on my body! “She stood up again, after examining my head and raced off down the corridor, “I’ll kiss that swelling better later, if you like” she said as she raced off. Was that a mischievous twinkle in her eye, and a wicked smile, had she seen the “other” swelling? I got myself back up and back to work. I couldn’t get that angelic face, or other part of her anatomy, out of my mind nor the thought of what could only be wish-full thinking on my part, of her comment.
When I got to my room, at dinner-time, I had to spank the old monkey, the swelling on my head had gone down but the swelling between my legs wouldn’t and I couldn’t walk around all day, at a pubescent girls school, sporting a hard-on could I? Of course My thoughts were of doing all sorts of naughty deeds to Sam as I pulled the old boner.
My accommodation was next to the boiler house, well away from the girls dorms. It had two entrances, one which let out to the alley beside the boiler house and I suppose what can only be described as a “secret” door into the rear of the school library, wich I didn’t know about yet.