404 – Budget Meeting
It was Sunday and I had a nice lay in bed as Emma was sleeping over at her friends so I had a peaceful day planned that is until my phone rang and a very stern and unhappy sounding Miss Probe was on the other end, before I tell you the nature of the call let me tell you about Miss Probe..
Miss Probe is a 50 year old spinster who is the school financial officer who keeps her evil eye on the school purse strings, she’s quite a pleasant lady underneath that hard exterior but her pleasant side is very rarely seen to be honest, she has salt and pepper hair shaped like a German helmet and I wouldn’t say she’s the prettiest flower in the garden, she lives for her work hence the phone call on a Sunday morning however I do think she has a nice body hidden underneath her prim and proper outdated clothing that she always wears to school, long skirt hanging down past her knees and a plain blouse buttoned up to the neck is her usual outfit of choice and she scores a big zero on the sex appeal scale, I think her first name is Penelope or Penny but god forbid you calling her that, she’s the kind of woman that if she says "Jump” you say “How high”, you just didn’t mess with Penelope Probe..
“Mr Dickens” she said rather sternly forcing my heart into my mouth at the very sound of her voice, “I have a meeting at 8 o’clock in the morning with the district governors and I have to submit the school budgets for the year and I am yet to receive your maintenance figures” she said and she wasn’t very happy in her words and I felt a sweat coming over my face as I realised that this very important process had been overlooked by myself, I’m usually on top of these things but somehow it had completely slipped my mind.. “Oh shit” was my immediate reply which only seemed to antagonise the old witch.. “Oh shit maybe Mr Dickens but I need that report and I need it today” she blurted out and suddenly my day of rest had gone, I had to think fast.. “Why don’t you come over and we can discuss it and then you can go to your meeting in the morning full of confidence with all the information” I replied in a very soft and scared tone and to be honest spending the afternoon with her was the last thing I wanted but I had no choice, “Ok, I guess that’s what we will have to do, I’ll be there in an hour” she said as the phone went dead…
Now I’m not an evil man but many things started to go through my mind on how to make this as pleasant of a meeting as I could and as I jumped out of bed and rushed downstairs all I could think of was a strong coffee to get myself together and on opening the fridge I saw the big jug of orange squash sitting there, my mind went into overdrive as I thought about the old witch being my test piece, what could possibly go wrong and if she didn’t want a cold drink I could always put some in her coffee and although she wasn’t my female of choice and I’d never looked at her in a sexual way before I thought it might be fun to see her with her guard down..
I took a quick shower and decided to put on a pair of shorts as the weather was quite warm and although relatively short they were decent enough for a prude like Miss Probe and she always sees me in sweats at school so the sight of my hairy legs would maybe make an interesting change plus I was pretty sure I knew what she’d roll up in as I think she only had one style.. The clock was ticking and if she said she’d be here in an hour then she would be, she was a stickler for timekeeping so I fired up my laptop and sat at my desk cracking on with my report and would you believe it exactly 60 minutes from the phone call the doorbell rang which was no surprise at all, hopefully being face to face she’ll be in a better and more professional mood..
Well I was wrong about her attire for a start, her plaid skirt was actually just above the knee and her blouse wasn’t buttoned right up to the neck, being a Sunday she was living dangerously and actually had two buttons undone showing some skin that had never been seen on a school day and believe it or not she was quite apologetic about disturbing my Sunday which put me at ease a little, I invited her inside and we went into the lounge, “Can I get you a drink Miss Probe, tea, coffee or I’ve got some chilled orange squash in the fridge” I asked as she got her laptop out and set it up on the coffee table, she looked up at me with a stoney look on her face, “I’d like something cold please Mr Dickens, orange will be fine” she said almost breaking into a smile so I went out to the kitchen and poured her a big glass of squash and also made a fresh one for myself thinking it would be strange if I didn’t join her…
I walked back in and put my glass on my desk before handing hers to her, “Thank you Mr Dickens, I think I need this” she said taking a big gulp of the magic drink and now it was just a matter of time to see what laid deep in the old spinsters subconscious, if nothing else it could be fun.. “Mmm, this is nice Mr Dickens, oh.. can I have your WiFi password please” she said putting her glass down and looking down at my bare feet slowly moving her eyes upwards and making eye contact waiting for me to give her the password, this is going to be awkward..
My password is not what you would call a conventional one as I changed it due to being hacked some time ago but it’s always funny when Emma has friends over that want to use it, Miss Probe was getting impatient.. “Your password please Mr Dickens” she said again giving me the devils look and picking up her glass and taking another big gulp.. “caniseeyourlovelytits" I said trying hard not to laugh and the look on her face was priceless, “I beg your pardon” she said scowling, “All lower case with no spaces, that is my password” I replied as she put her glass down on the table and looked up at me.. “Oh I see, that’s an interesting password I must say” she said as she typed it in and finally got connected and I actually saw a bit of colour coming to her face..
“Shall I top up your drink before we get down to it Miss Probe” I suggested and she picked up her glass finishing it off and handing it to me, “Yes please Mr Dickens, it’s so refreshing” she said almost breaking into a smile.. I went out to the kitchen and thought that with two glasses it was certainly going to get interesting especially with her reaction to my password, I poured her another glass and went back in to see her typing away on her laptop, I put the glass down and went to sit at my desk, she looked over and I could see her eyes dropping to look under the desk at my spread legs, I wasn’t sure if anything was on view but at this point it didn’t really matter as just the fact that she was looking told me the potion was taking effect.. game on..
“I’ve been working on this this morning Miss Probe, shall I email it across and we can look at it together" I said as I put the finishing touches to my forecast which was the same as last year adding 10% for inflation, “Yes please.. oh my.. is it hot in here or is it me” she said as she started pulling at her blouse to get some airflow which not having much up top was quite easy for her to do, “Yes it does get quite warm in here, email sent” I replied as I got up from my desk and walked across to her and sat down on the edge of my chair spreading my legs teasingly..
At this point my cock was flaccid as I’d not seen anything that would make me aroused and I knew that the old spinster was going to be a challenge especially from a visual standpoint and it wasn’t a real surprise that she was still single, she didn’t say anything have a face that could easily scare of trick or treaters at Halloween and as she flapped at her blouse I started to do the same with my tee shirt just to make her feel as if she wasn’t alone thinking it was hot, I knew about the obedience side effect of the potion but didn’t want to make a move too soon, my email arrived and she looked over the top of her laptop with her gaze right between my open legs.. I tried to act normally as I saw her mouth twitching, “Ah I have it now Mr Dickens, do you play sports? You certainly have the legs for it” she said admiringly my thick hairy thighs and I wondered if that was all she was admiring as her attention made my dick twitch.. “God it’s so hot” she added as her eyes finally drifted back to her screen as she opened up my email.. “Take some more drink Miss Probe, it’ll cool you down hopefully” I replied as she picked up her drink taking another big gulp, “Oooh this is very moorish isn’t it” she said getting halfway down her second big glass and that was something else I’d learned about the process..
At this point Miss Probe was sitting all prim and proper with her knees tight together which I totally expected and as she opened my mail she again looked at me over the top of her screen, I decided it was the perfect moment to tease her a little more so I lifted up the bottom of my tee shirt flapping it to let air circulate to my hairy belly which also drew her attention to the bulge that was starting to appear just below.. “Oooh I can see you’re suffering too Mr Dickens, it is an unusually warm day isn’t it” she said in a tone I’d not heard from her before, I decided an apology was in order.. “I’m so sorry Miss Probe, I’m not used to wearing so many clothes indoors, I don’t mean to offend you” I said in a very apologetic voice putting my shirt back down covering my shorts and I got just the right reaction from her.. “Oh don’t be silly Mr Dickens, your house and your rules, it’s just nice of you to invite me here and please do call me Penny, please keep cool the best way you can” she said allowing me to lift up my shirt again and I knew I was heading in the right direction because she’d never let anyone call her by her first name before.. “That’s very nice of you Penny, such a nice name too, I guess you can call me Bill too swing as we’re on first name terms” I said back as I continued to fan my shirt exposing more of my upper body to her causing her eyes to widen..
“I’m really liking what I see here Bill, your presentation is extremely good and well presented, I can see the detail is absorbing” she said pretending to look at the screen but in reality that wasn’t what she was referring to I’m sure as her breathing seemed to be getting heavier.. “So how come you never married if that’s not too personal a question Penny” I asked out of the blue and was so curious to know the answer, she looked over her laptop again and picked up her drink and finishing it off like she needed so Dutch courage, “Maybe if you get me another drink I’ll answer that for you Bill, we’re having such a great meeting here and somehow I feel comfortable with you” she said holding out the empty glass in front of her, she was certainly a different woman than the old witch I knew at school.. “Of course” I said standing up and taking the glass from her hand and although I was nowhere near hard I certainly had a chubby going on down below which she couldn’t help but notice so I lingered a few seconds.. “Thank you Bill, it’s so nice to see you in your own habitat” she said and I could swear I saw her licking her lips, I was so keen to know the answer to the question..:
I got myself a beer out of the fridge while I topped up her glass and quickly returned to the lounge noticing that she’d now shut her laptop, “Oh thank you, you’re so sweet, a true gentleman” she said as I handed her the third glass and sat back on the sofa again with my legs apart like men do and could see her vision was directed between my legs, I knew that with short baggy shorts something was being exposed especially as my bulge had lifted up the leg of my shorts, my exhibitionism was coming to the fore even though Penny was nothing special to look at plus she was old enough to be my mother.. “So you want to know why I never married huh” she said taking a sip of her drink and feel by quite relaxed I noticed her plaid skirt had risen just above her knee and there was a slight gap allowing me to see a little more of her thighs.. “Only if you want to tell me Penny, I don’t want to intrude” I replied as she took a deep breath and started to fan her blouse again..
“It’s no big secret Bill and far from embarrassing.. (she paused).. oh I am feeling flush today, it must be the heat” she said and I could see the redness on her face.. “Well I’m not surprised to be honest Penny, that is a pretty thick skirt you’re wearing” I said looking down at her knees which had parted a bit further in order to try and get some air circulation and get was beginning to wonder if our Miss Probe even had a dark and naughty side.. “Yes, you’re probably right, you have the right idea there wearing those rather distasteful shorts but I do understand” she said as she again focused her eyes on my ‘distasteful’ shorts, “Why don’t you fan out your skirt too Penny, I’m sure you’ll soon feel the benefit, I’m hot in just these” I said putting my hand down onto my shorts and feeling my rising manhood..
I didn’t expect it and I was somewhat surprised when she took my advice and started to fan her skirt showing me much more of her thighs which I have to admit weren’t in a bad shape and as her red underwear came into view my opinion of Penny was changing although I never doubted for one minute she was showing me her knickers on purpose.. “Oooh that’s better, now where were we, oh yes, why am I single” she said getting the conversation back on track as she fanned her skirt in a rhythmic fashion which was now making me harder as I continued to fan out my shirt.. “I had a relationship back in the day when I was younger and he was the love of my life but alas he died in a car crash and I never wanted anyone else, I don’t go in for all this dirty sexual stuff all the youngsters go for today and have committed my body and soul to Jesus” she said which did surprise me but knowing her as I do I totally understood.. “OMG Penny, I’m really sorry to hear that but I do understand so you’ve been celibate for all these years since” I said in a sympathetic voice as I picked up my beer and took a swig totally exposing my bulge again.. “Yes I have Bill, I’m saving myself for Jesus” she said taking another gulp of her drink and it gave me an idea on how to break down her defences..
To Be Continued….
Miss Probe is a 50 year old spinster who is the school financial officer who keeps her evil eye on the school purse strings, she’s quite a pleasant lady underneath that hard exterior but her pleasant side is very rarely seen to be honest, she has salt and pepper hair shaped like a German helmet and I wouldn’t say she’s the prettiest flower in the garden, she lives for her work hence the phone call on a Sunday morning however I do think she has a nice body hidden underneath her prim and proper outdated clothing that she always wears to school, long skirt hanging down past her knees and a plain blouse buttoned up to the neck is her usual outfit of choice and she scores a big zero on the sex appeal scale, I think her first name is Penelope or Penny but god forbid you calling her that, she’s the kind of woman that if she says "Jump” you say “How high”, you just didn’t mess with Penelope Probe..
“Mr Dickens” she said rather sternly forcing my heart into my mouth at the very sound of her voice, “I have a meeting at 8 o’clock in the morning with the district governors and I have to submit the school budgets for the year and I am yet to receive your maintenance figures” she said and she wasn’t very happy in her words and I felt a sweat coming over my face as I realised that this very important process had been overlooked by myself, I’m usually on top of these things but somehow it had completely slipped my mind.. “Oh shit” was my immediate reply which only seemed to antagonise the old witch.. “Oh shit maybe Mr Dickens but I need that report and I need it today” she blurted out and suddenly my day of rest had gone, I had to think fast.. “Why don’t you come over and we can discuss it and then you can go to your meeting in the morning full of confidence with all the information” I replied in a very soft and scared tone and to be honest spending the afternoon with her was the last thing I wanted but I had no choice, “Ok, I guess that’s what we will have to do, I’ll be there in an hour” she said as the phone went dead…
Now I’m not an evil man but many things started to go through my mind on how to make this as pleasant of a meeting as I could and as I jumped out of bed and rushed downstairs all I could think of was a strong coffee to get myself together and on opening the fridge I saw the big jug of orange squash sitting there, my mind went into overdrive as I thought about the old witch being my test piece, what could possibly go wrong and if she didn’t want a cold drink I could always put some in her coffee and although she wasn’t my female of choice and I’d never looked at her in a sexual way before I thought it might be fun to see her with her guard down..
I took a quick shower and decided to put on a pair of shorts as the weather was quite warm and although relatively short they were decent enough for a prude like Miss Probe and she always sees me in sweats at school so the sight of my hairy legs would maybe make an interesting change plus I was pretty sure I knew what she’d roll up in as I think she only had one style.. The clock was ticking and if she said she’d be here in an hour then she would be, she was a stickler for timekeeping so I fired up my laptop and sat at my desk cracking on with my report and would you believe it exactly 60 minutes from the phone call the doorbell rang which was no surprise at all, hopefully being face to face she’ll be in a better and more professional mood..
Well I was wrong about her attire for a start, her plaid skirt was actually just above the knee and her blouse wasn’t buttoned right up to the neck, being a Sunday she was living dangerously and actually had two buttons undone showing some skin that had never been seen on a school day and believe it or not she was quite apologetic about disturbing my Sunday which put me at ease a little, I invited her inside and we went into the lounge, “Can I get you a drink Miss Probe, tea, coffee or I’ve got some chilled orange squash in the fridge” I asked as she got her laptop out and set it up on the coffee table, she looked up at me with a stoney look on her face, “I’d like something cold please Mr Dickens, orange will be fine” she said almost breaking into a smile so I went out to the kitchen and poured her a big glass of squash and also made a fresh one for myself thinking it would be strange if I didn’t join her…
I walked back in and put my glass on my desk before handing hers to her, “Thank you Mr Dickens, I think I need this” she said taking a big gulp of the magic drink and now it was just a matter of time to see what laid deep in the old spinsters subconscious, if nothing else it could be fun.. “Mmm, this is nice Mr Dickens, oh.. can I have your WiFi password please” she said putting her glass down and looking down at my bare feet slowly moving her eyes upwards and making eye contact waiting for me to give her the password, this is going to be awkward..
My password is not what you would call a conventional one as I changed it due to being hacked some time ago but it’s always funny when Emma has friends over that want to use it, Miss Probe was getting impatient.. “Your password please Mr Dickens” she said again giving me the devils look and picking up her glass and taking another big gulp.. “caniseeyourlovelytits" I said trying hard not to laugh and the look on her face was priceless, “I beg your pardon” she said scowling, “All lower case with no spaces, that is my password” I replied as she put her glass down on the table and looked up at me.. “Oh I see, that’s an interesting password I must say” she said as she typed it in and finally got connected and I actually saw a bit of colour coming to her face..
“Shall I top up your drink before we get down to it Miss Probe” I suggested and she picked up her glass finishing it off and handing it to me, “Yes please Mr Dickens, it’s so refreshing” she said almost breaking into a smile.. I went out to the kitchen and thought that with two glasses it was certainly going to get interesting especially with her reaction to my password, I poured her another glass and went back in to see her typing away on her laptop, I put the glass down and went to sit at my desk, she looked over and I could see her eyes dropping to look under the desk at my spread legs, I wasn’t sure if anything was on view but at this point it didn’t really matter as just the fact that she was looking told me the potion was taking effect.. game on..
“I’ve been working on this this morning Miss Probe, shall I email it across and we can look at it together" I said as I put the finishing touches to my forecast which was the same as last year adding 10% for inflation, “Yes please.. oh my.. is it hot in here or is it me” she said as she started pulling at her blouse to get some airflow which not having much up top was quite easy for her to do, “Yes it does get quite warm in here, email sent” I replied as I got up from my desk and walked across to her and sat down on the edge of my chair spreading my legs teasingly..
At this point my cock was flaccid as I’d not seen anything that would make me aroused and I knew that the old spinster was going to be a challenge especially from a visual standpoint and it wasn’t a real surprise that she was still single, she didn’t say anything have a face that could easily scare of trick or treaters at Halloween and as she flapped at her blouse I started to do the same with my tee shirt just to make her feel as if she wasn’t alone thinking it was hot, I knew about the obedience side effect of the potion but didn’t want to make a move too soon, my email arrived and she looked over the top of her laptop with her gaze right between my open legs.. I tried to act normally as I saw her mouth twitching, “Ah I have it now Mr Dickens, do you play sports? You certainly have the legs for it” she said admiringly my thick hairy thighs and I wondered if that was all she was admiring as her attention made my dick twitch.. “God it’s so hot” she added as her eyes finally drifted back to her screen as she opened up my email.. “Take some more drink Miss Probe, it’ll cool you down hopefully” I replied as she picked up her drink taking another big gulp, “Oooh this is very moorish isn’t it” she said getting halfway down her second big glass and that was something else I’d learned about the process..
At this point Miss Probe was sitting all prim and proper with her knees tight together which I totally expected and as she opened my mail she again looked at me over the top of her screen, I decided it was the perfect moment to tease her a little more so I lifted up the bottom of my tee shirt flapping it to let air circulate to my hairy belly which also drew her attention to the bulge that was starting to appear just below.. “Oooh I can see you’re suffering too Mr Dickens, it is an unusually warm day isn’t it” she said in a tone I’d not heard from her before, I decided an apology was in order.. “I’m so sorry Miss Probe, I’m not used to wearing so many clothes indoors, I don’t mean to offend you” I said in a very apologetic voice putting my shirt back down covering my shorts and I got just the right reaction from her.. “Oh don’t be silly Mr Dickens, your house and your rules, it’s just nice of you to invite me here and please do call me Penny, please keep cool the best way you can” she said allowing me to lift up my shirt again and I knew I was heading in the right direction because she’d never let anyone call her by her first name before.. “That’s very nice of you Penny, such a nice name too, I guess you can call me Bill too swing as we’re on first name terms” I said back as I continued to fan my shirt exposing more of my upper body to her causing her eyes to widen..
“I’m really liking what I see here Bill, your presentation is extremely good and well presented, I can see the detail is absorbing” she said pretending to look at the screen but in reality that wasn’t what she was referring to I’m sure as her breathing seemed to be getting heavier.. “So how come you never married if that’s not too personal a question Penny” I asked out of the blue and was so curious to know the answer, she looked over her laptop again and picked up her drink and finishing it off like she needed so Dutch courage, “Maybe if you get me another drink I’ll answer that for you Bill, we’re having such a great meeting here and somehow I feel comfortable with you” she said holding out the empty glass in front of her, she was certainly a different woman than the old witch I knew at school.. “Of course” I said standing up and taking the glass from her hand and although I was nowhere near hard I certainly had a chubby going on down below which she couldn’t help but notice so I lingered a few seconds.. “Thank you Bill, it’s so nice to see you in your own habitat” she said and I could swear I saw her licking her lips, I was so keen to know the answer to the question..:
I got myself a beer out of the fridge while I topped up her glass and quickly returned to the lounge noticing that she’d now shut her laptop, “Oh thank you, you’re so sweet, a true gentleman” she said as I handed her the third glass and sat back on the sofa again with my legs apart like men do and could see her vision was directed between my legs, I knew that with short baggy shorts something was being exposed especially as my bulge had lifted up the leg of my shorts, my exhibitionism was coming to the fore even though Penny was nothing special to look at plus she was old enough to be my mother.. “So you want to know why I never married huh” she said taking a sip of her drink and feel by quite relaxed I noticed her plaid skirt had risen just above her knee and there was a slight gap allowing me to see a little more of her thighs.. “Only if you want to tell me Penny, I don’t want to intrude” I replied as she took a deep breath and started to fan her blouse again..
“It’s no big secret Bill and far from embarrassing.. (she paused).. oh I am feeling flush today, it must be the heat” she said and I could see the redness on her face.. “Well I’m not surprised to be honest Penny, that is a pretty thick skirt you’re wearing” I said looking down at her knees which had parted a bit further in order to try and get some air circulation and get was beginning to wonder if our Miss Probe even had a dark and naughty side.. “Yes, you’re probably right, you have the right idea there wearing those rather distasteful shorts but I do understand” she said as she again focused her eyes on my ‘distasteful’ shorts, “Why don’t you fan out your skirt too Penny, I’m sure you’ll soon feel the benefit, I’m hot in just these” I said putting my hand down onto my shorts and feeling my rising manhood..
I didn’t expect it and I was somewhat surprised when she took my advice and started to fan her skirt showing me much more of her thighs which I have to admit weren’t in a bad shape and as her red underwear came into view my opinion of Penny was changing although I never doubted for one minute she was showing me her knickers on purpose.. “Oooh that’s better, now where were we, oh yes, why am I single” she said getting the conversation back on track as she fanned her skirt in a rhythmic fashion which was now making me harder as I continued to fan out my shirt.. “I had a relationship back in the day when I was younger and he was the love of my life but alas he died in a car crash and I never wanted anyone else, I don’t go in for all this dirty sexual stuff all the youngsters go for today and have committed my body and soul to Jesus” she said which did surprise me but knowing her as I do I totally understood.. “OMG Penny, I’m really sorry to hear that but I do understand so you’ve been celibate for all these years since” I said in a sympathetic voice as I picked up my beer and took a swig totally exposing my bulge again.. “Yes I have Bill, I’m saving myself for Jesus” she said taking another gulp of her drink and it gave me an idea on how to break down her defences..
To Be Continued….
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