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I was sitting on my king size bed in my room. I forgot what time it was. I heard a knock at the front door. A minute later I heard the door open. I could hear some voices upstairs. "Oh! Bucky down in his room. He must need a lot of tutoring for school. Your the second Teacher today. Just go down those stairs. Tell him I am leaving to go play Bingo again. I hope your less noisy than the last Teacher. I heard her screaming his name an hour ago. He must be doing better in class. I nevered heard that many "YES!!!" from a Teacher before. Good night. Is your ass going to fit down those stairs young lady?" said my Grand Mother. I heard some heels click down the stairs. Then my door to my room opened. "Buck! Vice Principle Tanner....what are you doing here????" said Mrs. Hills. "Hi! Amber! MMMmmmmmm...what's it look like. I am sucking this big young cock. Once I found out how much extra money I could make from his web site. I saw your performance in the leather swing the other day. I thought I recognized your voice. I definitely recognized your big ass. Buck ordered me some things online to. Come here Mrs. Hills." said Vice Principle Vicky Tanner. I had a few cameras placed around the room. "My face Buck!" said Mrs. Hills. "Hold on. I ran naked up stairs. I pulled out a brown bag from under the sink. I cut two holes for eyes and a big hole for her mouth. By the time I got down to my room Mrs. Hills was naked standing just inside the door. I placed the brown paper bag on her head. Mrs. Tanner giggled. She walked over and guided Mrs. Hills to my bed. "What are you doing? I thought it was just Buck and I. I...I...I never done this with a woman. Not even in college. Your breast are on mine. Your nipples are rubbing against mine....Please!! Stop sucking my nipples!!!!" screamed Mrs. Hills. I got off the bed to adjust the cameras. I clicked on my web site to see the the cash rolling in. Vicky had Amber on her back. She was licking her pussy. I could heard the bag on Mrs. Hills head shake on the bed. She had her hands on Vicky long dark brunette hair. Her light skin was against the Vice Principle dark tan skin. I stroked my cock as I watched them. I picked up a camera to get closer. Vicky smiled as she saw the camera near her face. I had zoomed in her tongue buried deep inside Mrs. Hills wet pussy. Vicky was using one finger in her pussy and one in Mrs. Hills pussy. I stuck my cock in Vicky mouth for a minute. She put three fingers inside Mrs. Hills pussy. I heard Mrs. Hills scream under her bag as she came all over Vicky fingers. She spit out my cock and licked her friends juices off her fingers. I dropped the camera on the floor next to my bed. Mrs. Hills was on all fours. I put my hard cock in her ass. Vice Principle Tanner got in front of her Mrs. Hills. She pulled the brown bag just enough so Mrs. Hills could lick her pussy. I heard the Vice Principle moan as I started to fuck Mrs. Hills ass. I was slapping her big ass as each girl pussy was getting wetter. I heard the web cam move as more clients got online. I picked up the pace as I spanked Mrs. Hills big ass. I used my hands along with Vicky hands to spank Mrs. Hills ass. I reached under her waist to grab Mrs. Hills big breast. I was slamming them together as I fucked her big ass. Mrs. Hills moan. Vicky moaned. I moaned for god sake. After a few different positions I stood up. I picked up the fallen camera off the floor. I was now looking down in the camera as each girl was on her knees with my cock in front of there faces. Vicky sucked my cock first. She passed the tip through the open hole in the brown bag to Mrs. Hills mouth. I started to fuck her face as Vicky licked under my balls. I grabbed the top of the bag as I fucked Mrs. Hills mouth faster. The girls moaned again. I could feel all there breast smashing against each other as the bed moved. A few minutes more I pulled my cock out as the Vice Principle aimed my cock at Mrs. Hills breast. I erupted missing both girls large breast that were pushed together. Instead I hit the brown bag covering Mrs. Hills head. My cum dripped all over the bag. I saw Mrs. Hills tongue come out to lick up my goo. After that I told Amber I could remove her face from the computer. That anything she did could not be seen buy anybody. I had special cameras that could hide her face and voice. I spent the next three days taking pics, making more home made movies with them. I fucked each hot older lady around the house. We even used her mini van in the garage for a special shoot. We got paid double for that private shoot. I lost count how many times we fucked on the web site. It's been about three weeks since I got both Mrs. Hills and Mrs. Tanner to meet in my basement. I got all there bills paid in full. They got a little extra to stay ahead of the game. Neither one of there husbands has caught on. They still believe there making extra money after school. I bought a new house near the school. I was running out of money paying for all that Bingo for my Grand Mother. I had to get a new car to fit my new clothes. "Good Morning Mrs. Hills. This is Principle Tanner. I need Mr. Kelly to report to my office. I also need to see you for your follow up on your review. Thank you." I moved my hand under my desk. "Ok! Class do exercise 2-3 in your text book. Mr. Kelly follow me. You must be in trouble again young man." said Mrs. Hills. The kids in class laughed. Mrs. Tanner had got promoted. There was some rumors around the school that the previous Principle had been sleeping with a cheerleader. I opened the door to the Principle office. She was sitting with her back to us in a big leather chair. Mrs. Hills closed the door. I watched as Mrs. Tanner turned her chair. She was naked except for a big ruler in one hand. "Mrs. Hills grab his wrist and hold him. It's time for his weekly corporal punishment. Your next. Take off your new dress. Some of the boys in your class have reported to me that they can't concentrate when your dressed like that. I need a new Vice Principle to help me with this young man. He is a bad influence. What do you say?" said Mrs. Tanner. "Oh I think I can help. I loved to be your new Vice Principle. Will I have to work late and spend more time with both of you?" said Mrs. Hills. "Yes!" said Vicky. "Smack! Smack!" My jeans were down to my ankles. Both hot older ladies were spanking my ass with a ruler. I could hear the camera in the Principle office above her desk move. I had put a web cam for an afternoon show above her desk. I also put one under her desk to have her play with her pussy on camera. There was one under Mrs. Hills desk in her class room. "Ummmmm. Thanks girls. Your both doing a great job. The web site is getting bigger. I was wondering........ I met the new Spanish Teacher this morning in the hallway. She coming over after school today to give me a Spanish lesson." I said. "Wait! You don't know Spanish. Your not even in her class.... She our new Foreign Exchange Teacher this year." said Mrs. Tanner and Mrs. Hills. "I know. She was telling my about bring her husband and kids from her homeland. It cost allot of money to bring them here. She was asking about making some extra money...after school" I said. Don The Degenerate Doorman: Apartment 4A The Yoga Wife ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Yes I’m expected. I have an appointment with Mrs. Barnett” the man standing before me announced in a loud and what I perceived to be a haughty tone. “I’m sure you do sir but its building policy to first verify. Wait here and I’ll be right with you” I politely replied. Before reaching for the phone I first finished filling in the boxes for my crossword puzzle answer while the man shifted impatiently. Only then did I pick up the receiver and punch the numbers into the phone. On the third ring it was answered and I heard a woman’s voice say hello. “Yes Mrs. Barnett, this is Don in the lobby. Sorry to bother you. There is a gentleman with a pony tail down here who says he has an appointment with you. Certainly ma’am, I’ll send him right up. You’re very welcome and have a nice day” I said before hanging up. “Sorry for the delay sir, you may now go up. You can take the elevator…” I began when he interrupted me. “Yes, yes I know how to get there. Thank you for all your help” he snidely replied as he headed toward the elevator bank. What a jerk I thought to myself as the door slid closed behind him. A little over an hour later and I was on duty at the front door after relieving Jose to allow him to get off his feet for a bit. Having seniority I didn’t need to do this but knowing how rough it was to be on your feet for hours without a break I usually did my best to accommodate my co-workers. It was because of thoughtful gestures like that I was popular with not only the building tenants but also my fellow building employees. When I noticed people in the lobby coming my way I smoothly held the door open as they passed outside onto Lexington Avenue. “Good afternoon” I said while touching the brim of my cap. Mrs. Barnett nodded in reply while her companion pointedly ignored me. The two of them turned and headed down the sidewalk in the direction of 77th Street. While I stood out in front of the building I could see the two of them were talking and more than once he lightly touched her upper arm while speaking to her. One didn’t have to be a genius to see the inappropriateness of the situation and I felt pity for her husband under the circumstances. The worst part about it was all that Mr. Barnett had given up for her and now she was playing him for a fool. He’d been married to his first wife when he met the current Mrs. Barnett at the private equity firm where both had been employed. From what I understood she had pursued him aggressively, pulling out all the stops until he succumbed to her very considerable charms, which as a man I could understand. When a sexy and attractive woman half your age throws herself at you it must be quite the temptation. He had to pay his first wife a sizable divorce settlement due to the fact they’d been married for over twenty years and had first met in college when he was almost penniless. The first Mrs. Barnett I recalled as a sweet but plain woman who’d been devastated at the time and as soon as the divorce was finalized had moved from the city back to her home state to be closer to her family. Her younger replacement had than persuaded Mr. Barnett to totally redecorate the apartment from top to bottom which must have cost a pretty penny. She also managed to get a write up for their gala wedding in the prestigious style section of The New York Times, to feed her ego no doubt. Of course once they were married she quit her position at the firm now that her ambition of marrying a rich man had been accomplished and finagled herself into becoming a ‘lady who lunches’, as the society doyennes of Manhattan are known. For the past two years she had devoted herself to charitable functions while of course finding the time to get her hair, nails, skin and other assorted body parts pampered on a regular basis. She’d also earned a degree in shopping 101 judging by the number of packages from expensive retailers like Bergdorf Goodman that building staff had toted up to her fourth floor apartment during this period. And now it seemed as if she’d gone beyond just being a spoiled trophy wife to being an adulterous one as well. It was a few days later and I was again at the front desk when the same man arrived with a smug expression on his pretty boy face. This time he said nothing as I called the apartment before sending him up but even as the elevator door closed I’d decided on my course of action. It wasn’t a rash decision on my part for in truth I’d thought about it over the last couple of days. One of the benefits to my job was having the time to contemplate the meanings of life and the universe as well as less weighty subjects even while working. First I waited around ten minutes to allow them time to get started. Then it was a simple matter for me to inform Jose I was going to take my scheduled break and to watch the desk as well as the front door for the next fifteen minutes. I took the elevator to the fourth floor and walked down the corridor until I reached the door I was seeking. Since the building was pre-war almost all the apartments had back doors that exited via the kitchens to allow for easier access to the trash chute. At that moment I was standing by the back door to apartment 4A. Then after first looking around to make sure no one was in sight I removed a key from my pants pocket and slipped it into the lock and turned it. The door opened silently to reveal the apartment’s unlit kitchen and I wasted no time in stepping inside and closing the door behind me. As soon as I was in the kitchen I heard sounds of passion coming from beyond the confines of the room. I first returned the key to my pocket before removing my smart phone and switching it to video mode. Next I crept to the door and crouched down low. It was the type that could swing in either direction so I pushed it a couple of inches out allowing me to spy into the sumptuous living room and I wasn’t disappointed with what I saw. There around fifteen feet from me was the beautiful and naked Mrs. Barnett straddling the pony tail guy while she rode him. They were on a yoga mat which rested on top of the plush carpeting and his hands held her waist as she worked her trim body up and down his shaft. I was so caught up in admiring her sexy figure that for a moment I forgot to hit record though that oversight was soon corrected. She looked incredible with her taut buttocks and toned thighs as they drove her body up and down. Her lustrous brown hair was cinched back in a pony tail and her fair skin had a light sheen of sweat from her exertions. From my angle I had a partial view of her shapely breast and facial profile which revealed her eyes were shut as she enjoyed herself. Perhaps she was nearing climax, for as I watched her moans became louder and the speed of her movement increased. But at that moment the man cried out he was cumming and with a disappointed sounding groan she scrambled off him. His hand grabbed his member and jerked it a couple of times when it began shooting cum in the air. It landed on her ass and leg as she hovered over him and after a few more strokes to coax out whatever remained he released his cock and sighed contentedly. She on the other hand appeared to be still wanting more for once he let go of his member Mrs. Barnett took hold of it and began to pump it to prevent him from going flaccid. Having seen (and filmed) enough I decided it was best to get out before I could be discovered. Easing the door back into place I stopped recording and stood up. On my tiptoes I retraced my steps to the apartment’s back door and quietly exited to the hallway. After locking it back up I then headed to the elevator. While riding down I had to chuckle while reflecting on what I’d observed and how turned on it had made me become. My own cock was like an iron rod in my pants and I actually thought about going to the restroom and taking matters in hand to relieve the pressure but I decided against it. Instead I’d let it deflate naturally and when I saw an opportunity to approach Mrs. Barnett I would act. Then when she was trapped between a rock and a rock hard cock I would receive the proper relief for my lust. The next morning I was manning the front desk when Mrs. Barnett headed out but I was unable to speak to her as another tenant was occupying my full attention. Good fortune was with me later however for when she returned in the early afternoon the lobby was vacant so I caught her eye with a subtle glance. “Yes hello Mrs. Barnett, I have a message for you” I said to her. As she came closer to the desk I continued speaking. “Well in fact the message is for your husband but perhaps you can pass it along since my shift is usually over before he returns.” “Why certainly. What is it Don?” she replied looking self assured and on top of the world at that moment. “Well its come to my attention that Mr. Barnett’s wife is being unfaithful to him and I wondered if he was aware” I stated with my face an expressionless mask. My words certainly caught her off guard judging by the raft of emotions that her face reflected in the following seconds but she quickly regained her composure and gave me an icy stare. “I don’t know what your game is but I hope you understand you’re treading on dangerous ground. All it takes is a word from me and you’ll be on the unemployment line…” “Well Mrs. Barnett they say a picture is worth a thousand words. I’m curious about what a video is worth, this video in particular” I replied as I placed my phone on the desk before her while keeping my eyes trained on her face. To say she looked shocked was an understatement and her hands actually grabbed the desk to steady herself. After taking some deep breaths her eyes met mine. “Has my….you didn’t show this to my husband, did you?” “So far - no. But why shouldn’t I? Believe it or not I like him and he’s always been good to me so I think he should know what goes on while he’s at work.” “Please Don, don’t! It would hurt him so much to find out.” “No doubt it would but you weren’t too worried before now. Maybe it has to do with you being afraid he’ll kick you to the curb if he finds out. Word was you had to sign an iron clad pre-nup before getting married. No doubt due to the conditions from when you two got together” I told her alluding to her past conduct. “Fine, so that’s your game. How much do you want for the video?” she hissed. “I’m shocked Mrs. Barnett, well maybe not considering the source. However I’m not looking for any money from you. We’re not all mercenary.” “What then? What is it you want?” she asked. Right after she spoke Mrs. Goldstein entered the lobby pushing a stroller and she came straight toward the front desk. “My shift ends at three” I whispered “ I’ll come to your apartment then.” With an imperceptible nod Mrs. Barnett then turned to go. She exchanged greetings with her fellow tenant before heading to the elevators. “Good afternoon Mrs. Goldstein. Are you here to pick up your package?” I inquired with a broad smile on my face as I pocketed my phone before she had a chance to see it. A couple of hours later found me changed from my uniform standing in front of the door to apartment 4A. When she answered I was surprised to see her wearing black yoga pants and a white t-back tank top but I’ll admit she looked hot in them. Without waiting for her permission I walked past her and headed for the living room leaving her to shut the door behind me. Before I reached it the smell of scented oil reached my nose, there was vanilla for certain and some other fragrance I couldn’t quite place. When I entered the room I saw the yoga mat on the floor which gave me a good idea. Turning I smiled as she followed me in but Mrs. Barnett didn’t appear to share my jovial mood. “Okay Don, tell me what it is you want?” “Well I’d like a drink for a start if you don’t mind.” “Fine, I have vitamin water if that’s okay?” “I was thinking more about a scotch and soda” I replied while sitting on the white leather couch and making myself comfortable. She grimaced but without a word turned and walked to the far side of the room where a liquor cabinet was located. A couple of minutes later she approached with my drink in her hand. Taking it from her I patted the leather cushion next to me. “No need to be hostile but suit yourself” I told her before taking a sip. “Not bad, cheers.” “I’m glad you approve of my drink making skills, now what is it you want from me?” After taking another sip I put the drink on the coffee table and looked up at her but seeing how she was getting upset I paused a moment before finally speaking. “Well two things really Mrs. Barnett. Wait, since I’m not on duty I guess we can call this a social situation. You don’t mind if I call you Claire, do you?” “At this point I suppose it doesn’t matter. Now please get on with it.”

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