Having Faith! Ch. 04

A huge 'Thank You' to mercianknight without whom this story may never have continued. His enthusiasm for the original three chapters, work on content and assistance in editing have inspired me to continue writing. I hope that some of you at least, will enjoy this!

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Mrs. Faith Neville, at forty two, was now the new Adult Literacy Departmental Head of the College. Her ascendancy had been a mixed blessing but it had come at a price. She knew that she was a pushy, dominant and very confident woman, however, she hadn't quite realized that she had made any enemies until Ray, her now former boss, had found out about her little 'indiscretion' with a young male student. Ray's offer to help her acquire the original copy of a candid DVD of her sexual exploits had come at a price, a price she was now having to pay to David, the Deputy Head.

Although David had managed to manoeuver Ray out of the picture, or at least he would be out of the picture after this coming Friday, she had mixed feelings about having to succumb to David's needs. She was grateful that he was stupid enough to want to pay the twenty grand for the DVD, so grateful in fact that she had completely overlooked her own gullibility!

Despite herself, she looked forward to feeling his enormous cock filling her again, however, she absolutely loathed the fact that she was beholden to him, a person she had considered a good friend. Not once did it occur to her self-righteous mind that she was being conned.

A part of her even blamed her husband, Martin, for all her troubles. After all, if he was home more often to take care of business then she would not have been so tempted to stray with that well hung young man, Rob, in the first place.

As she sat at her desk, before her first class of the day, all these thoughts only conspired to remind her of the hang-over she still suffered from after last night's celebrations with the girls. It had been a long time since she had been so drunk. Faith had just been so relieved to get the promotion and knowing that Ray was going that she had overdone it. Her whole body ached from the booze and the dancing -- even her crotch ached. Thank goodness her brother in law Chris had been available to take her home and take care of her.

As she waited for her aspirin to kick in she nervously opened the sealed envelope, marked 'private & confidential', that had been waiting for her in her 'In' tray. The note was type-written and un-signed, but she knew it must be from David.

The note was to the point. It stated that her dress code was to be modified so as to tone down her recent slutty appearance and (barely) comply with the college dress code. Nevertheless, she was still to dress more provocatively than she would have liked. It also detailed what she was to wear to Ray's leaving function on Friday evening before finishing off with an order to attend the Deputy Head's office promptly at lunchtime.

Even as the bell sounded and students filed into her class, Faith muttered the word "Bastard" under her breath as she tore the note into tiny little pieces.

Morning classes were a blur as a distracted Faith sought to get through her day, oblivious to the snickering and lewd remarks of her male students. Oblivious even to the seething looks she received from Rob, the mindless hunk that she had been caught on film with and the root cause of all her problems.

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By the time lunchtime arrived Faith was almost relieved to be standing outside David's office and it was with a certain sense of 'déjà vu' that she knocked on his door and patiently waited to be summoned inside.

Upon hearing David's voice call out, "'Come in, come in," Faith took a deep breath, straightened her skirt and entered his office. "Here we go again," she thought.

As Faith entered David's office and without looking up from his computer, he said, "Lock the door behind you."

Faith locked the door and turned to face David. She realized that this was going to be more challenging than dealing with Ray. David was someone whom she had considered a trusted friend, almost an equal. The fact that he had lowered her opinion of him by wanting to use her as a sex object had dramatically changed things. She stood there before him, both contemptuous of him but also deeply aroused at what he could do to her.

David pushed his swivel chair back from his desk, and said,

"Well, Faith, I'm sure you've had time to think things through and that we are going to get along swimmingly. We don't have much time right now, but I thought we should just make sure we were both on the same page, so to speak!"

He looked at her wolfishly for a few seconds. He had always thought she was a stunningly beautiful bitch. He drank in her beauty as she stood imperiously before him, regal and yet, thanks to Ray, with an obvious slutiness in her attire. He approved of what she now wore, what man wouldn't? But he had to be careful not to attract unnecessary attention from the Board of Governors if he was going to milk this situation for all it was worth.

Today she had worn a light grey, fitted business suit with a skirt that was scandalously short and hinted at the lace tops of her tan stockings even as she stood before him. He doubted that she could button up the jacket that barely contained her ample bosom and which seemed to jut out from her sheer white blouse -- the top three buttons of which were undone thus giving everyone a generous view of her soft, plump cleavage. The ensemble was complemented by what must have been 4 or 5 inch stiletto heeled, black court shoes. His cock stirred as his eyes seemed to molest her with his gaze.

A chill ran down Faith's spine as she saw the raw lust in his eyes.

"Come closer and stand here where I can see you better," he said.

Without a word, Faith moved towards him until she was standing between his splayed legs.

"That's better. Now let's make sure you are dressed properly, shall we?"

David placed a hand on the outside of each of her knees, well below the hem of her short, fitted skirt, and slowly moved his palms up her stocking clad legs, pushing the hem of her skirt upwards. Once again, Faith felt her face burn with embarrassment, and she looked towards the ceiling trying to control the tingle that she felt begin to course through her sex.

"Oooh, yes, delightful!"

He swooned as he revealed more and more of Faith's shapely legs. His cock stiffened uncomfortably in response to the sight of her stocking tops, followed by the feel of her firm white flesh and the straps of her suspender belt. As the hem of the skirt faltered on her firm rounded ass-cheeks, he applied more pressure, pulling her slightly towards him as he forced the skirt up to bunch around her waist and reveal her mound in all its glory.

"Oh fuck yes! Bloody marvelous." He muttered, as his eyes took in the vision before him.

He quickly slid one hand down the front of his trousers to maneuver his now rock hard nine inches into a more comfortable position before returning his attention to her soft firm ass.

Faith kept her eyes on the ceiling and held her breath. She shuddered as she felt her buttock being squeezed by his left hand as his right hand slipped around to her front and an inquiring finger delicately ran up the length of her moistening slit. She moaned aloud, "Oh my God."

David could feel his cock throbbing with desire as he explored his prize. He still couldn't believe how submissive this pompous bitch had become and he reveled in his control over her. He could feel his cock leaking pre cum into his pants.

"Oh yes, Faith! This is just what I need, a hot, classy little sex toy!"

Faith slowly looked down through tears of humiliation as David kept muttering his approval and continued to explore her. She cursed her body for betraying her, for responding to this vile specimen of humanity who had betrayed her trust.

She heard herself emitting moans of undeniable arousal as David inserted first one then a second finger into her hot, wet pussy. She couldn't help spreading her legs in welcome for him but was unsure whether she had done so because she needed to give him better access or because she simply needed to have a more stable stance, in either case, she felt even more ripples of pleasure course through her body and felt her hips push forward to meet the invasion by his fingers.

She closed her eyes again and allowed her head to loll backwards. Then felt his hot breath on her skin, on her thighs, as he drew his face closer. He reached out with his tongue, his fingers still buried in her sopping pussy, and she felt it gently run up along the slick outsides of her labia before delving in between her moistness and searching out her protruding clit.

Suddenly her world exploded in orgasmic bliss. It was as though Faith had been hit by an electric charge as her body went rigid, and then suddenly convulse, her hips jutting forward violently as her hand grabbed the back of his head and forced him deep into her wetness smearing his face with her juices.

It was an intense, short, but violent orgasm seemingly out of nowhere and, despite his obvious strength, David could not pull his head out from the unexpectedly erotic occurrence. Faith was positively gushing her juices as her cunt convulsed around David's fingers and face. Reflexively, David began lapping up her juices, sending his tongue in and over her sensitive pussy and causing Faith to shudder from orgasm to orgasm. He could hear guttural, unintelligible groans as she clamped him between her soft thighs, humping his face and shuddering uncontrollably.

Faith had no idea that the pent up tension she had been experiencing would manifest itself in the form of such an earth shattering series of orgasms. The loss of control and expectation that David would use her had worked her up more than she realized. Now, as she crested the wave of her orgasmic bliss, she felt the strength in her vanish. Her grip relaxed and she felt herself lean in on David for support as her legs turned to jelly. Her head and shoulders slumped forward.

David felt her grip on him ease and her body begin to slump. He quickly moved up from her sopping wet pussy, his lips positively dripping with her juices, and forcefully planted his lips on hers and shoved his tongue into her mouth. Still panting, Faith gratefully received his passionate kiss and responded as best she could, feasting on the taste of her own sex. She threw her arms around his neck and embraced him as much for support as passion.

David held her close, supporting her as they kissed with his left hand clamped on her bare left buttock whilst his right hand frantically moved to release his cock from the confines of his pants. He had never intended for this meeting to go in the direction it was obviously headed. Unsure there was enough time for what was about to happen, he threw caution to the wind as his need overwhelmed him.

The cool air felt good as his rigid cock quivered in front of him while he roughly disentangled himself from their passionate embrace. He spun the delirious Faith around and bent her over his desk. Spreading her legs by unceremoniously kicking them apart with his right foot, he placed his left hand in the small of her back to keep her pinned on his desk and then, with his right hand gripping his shaft, steered his bulbous, throbbing knob toward Faith's hot wet tunnel.

He parted her puffy lips and partially lubricated his cock with a deliberate, firm, up and down motion. Her wet, cunt lips parted with ease and oozed copious amounts of her juices onto his pulsing cock head. Finally, unable to contain his lust, he aligned the tip of his cock and slowly, but firmly, pushed forward. He let out a gasp of pleasure as her hot wetness encompassed his bell end, and after a few gentle thrusts he allowed himself to be sucked in up to the hilt.

Faith remembered how full she had felt the last time David had fucked her and gratefully received his intruding thickness. She grimaced as she felt the lips of her pussy being spread more than they were used to and bit her lower lip as she felt her love tunnel stretched to breaking point. Unlike last time, she was ready for the size and was able to take his entire thick shaft into her on the first push.

David watched his throbbing cock force its way into Faith. It was as though the walls of her tight cunt rippled along his length sending waves of pleasure up through his groin and into the pit of his stomach. It was all he could do not to come on that first deep stroke.

He paused once he was all the way in, as much to calm himself down as to allow Faith to get used to his size again. It was not often a woman could take his entire shaft on only the second visit and he admired her ability to accommodate him.

"Oh fuck! Oh yess!" moaned Faith as she felt David's hot throbbing cock bottom out inside her, its pulsing head throbbing against her cervix. She felt herself pushing back into him, trying to fit more in.

"Oh my God! YES! Go on! Fuck me you bastard!"

Lost in the moment and still marveling at how surreal it was to be fucking this gorgeous bitch, David slowly withdrew his cock about half-way, before plowing back into Faith's sex with total abandon. She was sopping wet and eager to be fucked and he intended to make sure she left his office feeling thoroughly used. He began ramming his entire length back and forth into Faith, and she met every thrust gleefully.

David fucked her with a piston-like action, sensing, rather than seeing, his desk top items flying onto the floor.

Whimpering at every thrust, Faith reached back to grab the edges of his desk and prevent herself being forced mercilessly across his desk. She wanted and needed to push back onto his cock to feel him plumb her very depths and fill her in a way no other man had ever done before. She loved the feel of every ridge and curve of his huge cock and reveled in the feeling of it and the sounds of his flesh slapping up against her thighs and ass.

David grunted with animalistic passion knowing a fuck like this would not last long. As he looked down, watching the ripples of her soft round ass undulating with every thrust above her stocking tops, and seeing her high heels skidding around uncontrollably he knew that it was quickly pushing him beyond the point of no return.

"Damn! This cunt feels so good!" he thought at the sight and feel of this hot, haughty bitch bent before him; Her moans of pleasure and submission; all conspired to ensure this would be a short, intense fuck.

Despite her recent series of orgasms, Faith could feel another wave of bliss building up, but even as her pleasure was beginning to crest she could feel David's cock swell within the walls of her pussy and knew he was about to come. "No, not yet.... N...not yet!" she panted as she pushed back, hard and faster, but it was no use.

David could barely contain a howl of orgasmic pleasure as he felt the pressure ease in his balls as his cock began to spew stream after powerful stream of thick hot come deep inside her. Several deep, hard thrusts later he was spent, entirely satisfied that he had emptied his balls into his co-worker; his former friend; his slut. He shuddered to a slow series of thrusts, sweat dripping down his forehead, as he slumped over, exhausted after a fuck that had barely lasted five minutes.

Faith, already desperate to come again, muttered a forlorn, "no...no...not yet," as she continued to push back onto the now deflating cock, trying to resuscitate it.

Slowly, through the cloud of her passion she felt the returning sense of shame at what she was doing but still continued.

David, still panting, glanced at his wall clock and realized that they needed to end this, but end it his way. He stood up on shaky legs, grabbed Faith firmly by her hair, and guided her so that she was soon on her knees before him.

"You're a great fuck! Now, clean me," he demanded.

"What?" said an incredulous Faith, cum now oozing from her cunt and pooling on the floor between her legs.

"Fucking clean me, you classy little slut!"

Cowed, Faith reached for David's still sizeable cock and put it in her mouth. She sucked the remaining come from his cock before licking the shaft clean right down to his balls.

Once satisfied, David released her hair and told her, "Get out."

"Can I at least have a tissue to wipe myself? I'm leaking like crazy here."

"I said get the fuck out. I have work to do."

Horrified, Faith stood up and barely had time to hastily try to put her hair back in place and straighten her clothes before David had bundled her out of his office. Fortunately, it being lunch time, the corridor was almost empty so she hurriedly made her way to the staff bathroom where she hoped she could restore her appearance somewhat before her next class. She reeked of sex and could feel David's cum trickling down her thighs, she just prayed that the bathroom would be empty when she got there.

She was barely ten feet from bathroom door and relative safety, when she heard Rob's voice call out to her, "Hey, you fucking slut. I can't believe you dumped me for that old prick?"

Faith froze in her tracks.

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Rob Kershaw was a chiseled, 25 year old former amateur football player who now worked as a trainee Loss Adjuster for an insurance firm that paid for him to study advanced mathematics at the college in an attempt to improve his technical skills. Rob had an air of arrogance about him that, coupled with his good looks, had enabled him to make some serious business connections once it became apparent that he would never make the professional leagues.

Rob was particularly 'friendly' with some of the wives of the Executives of his former team's sponsors and it was their connections that had enabled him to land a lucrative job that he was eminently ill-qualified for. Rob thought of himself as a player in more ways than one and was supremely confident in his ability to bed older women, a feat he had already bragged about to his nerdy classmate, Nigel.

It was not difficult for him to sense the frustrations of the lovely Mrs. Faith Neville when he had first met the sexy teacher. Getting her to agree to remedial tuition sessions was easy and merely afforded him the opportunity to use his charm and personality to woo her. It had all seemed to be going so well and, in his on-going effort to feed his own ego, he had already told Nigel, his nerdy side-kick, that he was banging Mrs. Neville.

When Faith blew him out in front of Nigel, Rob was enraged beyond reason and set about trying to find out why she had suddenly given him the cold shoulder.

It took a few weeks, but finally he got lucky when he followed the 'Fuckstress' to the Deputy Head's office. He did not have to be a rocket scientist to figure out what was happening behind that locked door, however, he needed confirmation so had quickly raced outside and managed to secure a perch that afforded a clear view into the Deputy Head's office. What he saw and recorded on his smart phone merely confirmed his suspicions and gave him a raging hard-on.

He watched them finish off and, as soon as he realized Faith was about to leave the Deputy Head's office, he had quickly ran back into the building to confront her.

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Faith instantly realized who was coming up behind her, panting, and just hoped that no-one had heard what he had said.

Rob slowed his momentum as he closed in on Faith and grabbed her by the right upper arm as he drew level. He slowed but did not stop and suddenly Faith found herself being pulled along the corridor and quickly past the bathroom door that had offered salvation. Within a few seconds she realized they were headed toward one of the Janitors storage rooms.

Rob pulled the storage room door open and hustled Faith inside.