Adra: As much as she didn't want to admit it, Adra was excited. True, the preparations was stressful but she was as giddy as the next 18 year old for prom night. 8 years a little too late. The dark maroon chiffon she had on wasn't figure hugging, flowed just nicely below the heels she had on- decent at the front till she turns and reveal the bare V on her back. The doorbell rang and she hurried to open the door. A smile curved up her lips as soon as she saw him. "Someone's looking dashing tonight," she commented, a small giggle lacing her tone. "Tell me, Mr Leone, are you here to fulfill my All American experience by going to the prom?"
Gio: When Adra had told Gio that she hadn't had a prom when she was younger, he immediately demanded that he go along to the one that her school would be having. He dressed up smartly, though really no smarter than he usually would, and turned up at her place a little early. When she opened the door, he looked her over, his mouth opening slightly before he finally spoke with a smile on his face. "Miss Curth, we shall absolutely be having the All American experience."
Adra: She couldn't help but grin at him. Adra pulled him close, leaning over to kiss him. "Let's just hope you don't have a chariot or a huge ass white limousine like those in those tacky movies waiting for me outside," she laughed as she pulled away. "I am glad no parents are involved here or we'd be stuck taking photos." Intertwining her fingers around his, Adra tugged him out of the house after switching off the lights.
Gio: He chuckled and shook his head. "No, no limos. Just a lovely car that's so low I might get a peek up that dress helping you in and out," he teased with a wink. He followed her out of the house and led her down to his car, opening the door for her and helping her into the passenger side. Climbing into the driver's seat, he took them in the direction of the school. "So, how much will you be distracted by chaperoning duties?"
Adra: "Peek no. You can't do it with the kids around," Adra teased. She curtsied when he opened the door and helped her into the car. Buckling in as he was clambering in beside her, Adra swept her chestnut mane to her right shoulder. "I just need to thank the event planner, make sure no one spikes the punch bowl and... that's it," she chirped. "We take turns for the punch bowl. I don't have eyes at the back of my head despite what I keep telling my kids," she giggled. "Why? Do you want a tour?" Even in the dim light, the glint in her eyes were apparent.
Gio: "You mean I'm not going to be able to spike the punch bowl without getting a spanking from you?" he teased her. "I can help with that," he nodded. It was Tony that spiked the punch bowl at their prom. What a night that was. "A tour of the school? Perhaps at the end of the night. I wouldn't like to distract you and get you into trouble if something happens."
Adra: She giggled at his teasing, poking a her tongue out. "No way! Unless you want to spend your time picking up vomiting, drunk teenagers and get yucky things on your suit, behave." She poked a finger playfully at his arm. They were just a few minutes away from the school and soon enough the lights of the building flooded the car. A sly grin took over her lips. "But where is the fun without some trouble?" Adra took out a small mirror to check how she looked again, peering out as the car came to a stop. "How do I look?"
Gio: "Ugh, picking up drunk teens? I'll leave that to Tony," he said, chuckling at his little joke. He drove them into the school parking lot, and into one of the teacher's spaces. Turning off the engine, the turned to look at her as she asked how she looked. Leaning over, Gio let his hand reach down and run up her leg slowly, sneaking just under her dress. "Like a beautiful troublemaker," he smirked against her lips before pecking them slowly.
Adra: She couldn't help but giggle, biting her lower lip as his hand run up her leg. Adra met the kiss, nuzzling his nose. "We have trouble to do and I'm going to be late." Turning away from him to clamber out of the car. She waited till he was out too, walking over before intertwining her fingers with his and tugged him towards the school. Several students were already whistling as they went pass them. "Move along nothing to see," she called out before rolling her eyes. "Seems like I brought an eye candy," she teased. The auditorium was beautiful, just as they had set it up the night before. "Is nostalgia hitting you yet?"
Gio: Gio grinned, watching the woman climb out of the car before doing the same, locking it up. He moved around and took her hand, heading up towards the school, and as some of the children whistled, he couldn't help smirking. Leaning over to her, he muttered to her. "I don't think it has to do with how good looking I may or may not be," he chuckled. Into the building they went and Gio looked around, a little stunned. "A little nostalgia. More awe. We didn't have anything as nice as this. Not that I can remember, though. Tony and the punch," he reminded her with a smile.
Adra: Adra poked her tongue out at him and shook her head. "Its a private institution, they could afford classier things like these," she shrugged, looking around the auditorium. "If you squint a little bit and ignore that huge banner, you'd think this is a wedding reception with a huge ass dance floor." Glancing around, seems like they were all ready to start but waiting for a formal announcement. "Can I trust you not to spike the punch when I am away?" She whispered, playing at the lapels of his suit. "Besides, I somehow have an army of spies around," she laughed before kissing the tip of his. "Be right back." The crowd started to whistle and turned rowdy as Adra got up the stage, gave a short speech and a special thanks to the event planner, Emily before the DJ turned up the music. She got back down to the dancefloor, navigated her way back to Gio. Poking his hips from the back to get his attention, she grinned. "It's like we're in a club with very fancy clothes," she said loudly over the thumping music. Pulling closer to her till her lips were on his earlobe, dhe whispered, "Did you behave, Mr Leone?"
Gio: Gio smiled down to Adra as she asked if he'd be able to not spike the punch. "Look at how tight fitting this suit i," he grinned. "You think I've got alcohol hidden away somewhere in here?" he chuckled, watching her walk away and up onto the stage. He watched her as she gave her speech, and when the music began to play he made his way over to the punch bowl. Of course he wasn't going to spike it, but he wanted to try it. He poured himself a glass of it - plastic, of course - and was drinking as he felt a finger poke his hip. Glancing back over his shoulder he smiled as he could just see Adra out the corner of his eye. "Course I did," he said, turning round to look at her again. "See, no spiking," he said, handing her the glass.
Adra: She giggled, taking the cup from him and sipped her drink. "I'm very proud of you," she said in a mock matter-of-factly tone before faltering. Around them teenagers were bantering and making a fool of themselves but Adra let them be. "To my first prom." She held the cup to him and winked, "And to the hottest date a girl can ever find."
Gio: Gio chuckled, looking over her shoulder at all the students as they'd began to dance together. "To your first prom," he smiled, grabbing another glass and clinking it with hers - though with plastic on plastic it merely amounted to a small thud. "Well, this hottest date also has the hottest date a guy could ever find," he smiled back at her.
Adra: "Now you're just kissing my ass," she teased, poking his ribs again. At that point of time Adra totally felt like a teenager, not caring if her students were being nosey. "So is the hottest date going to ask me to dance or are we going to just stand here and watch the kids hhmm?"
Gio: "No. No, no no," he grinned, shaking his head. He leaned in to whisper to her. "That comes later." He pulled back, a grin on his face as he put his glass back down on the drinks table. "Are you allowed to dance?" he asked her.
Adra: She nodded with a smile so wide that it reaches her glinting eyes, the apple of cheeks pronounced in this manner. "Of course I am," she quipped pointing to the principal and director having their own thing in the middle of the crowd. "If they can do it, so can we," she laughed. "I'm still waiting, hottest date ever."
Gio: He looked over her shoulder towards two other adults dancing together. "Alright then," he smiled, looking to her, holding out a hand. "May I have this dance, Miss Curth?"
Adra: She curtsied as she took his hand. "Yes, you may, Mr Leone."
Gio: Wrapping his fingers around hers he pulled her over towards the dance floor, moving between a few students into an open area, where he was able to turn and face her as he began to dance with her.
Adra: Following him to the dance floor, Adra was already swaying to the music. Still her hands couldn't exactly keep off him. With arms looped around his neck, Adra pecked the tip of his nose. "Thank you," she whispered, smiling at him.
Gio: Whilst they may have been acting like teenagers in the bedroom, they certainly were not in the rest of their lives. And that included dancing. They were half dancing along with the rather young music, but at the same time trying to retain a little dignity in dancing close with each other. "For what?" he smiled down to her.
Adra: She was well aware how close they were, wanting to giggle at how appropriate they are. "For this," she whispered again, nuzzling his nose. "Thank you for completing my All American experience," she chuckled. The song transitioned to a slower one and Adra was able to lean in closer to him, nuzzling his jaw.
Gio: As the song changed and she moved in close against him, Gio closed his eyes as they danced slowly. "Miss Curth, it is absolutely, entirely, my pleasure," he whispered to her, kissing her cheek lightly.
Adra: "I've decided that I really like it when we're very appropriate and innocent," Adra whispered to him, that mischievousness lacing her tone was back. She couldn't help that small giggle escaping. "But remember I told you about causing trouble?" she waggled her eyebrows at him.
Gio: "How could I ever forget that?" he grinned, looking across to her as they danced. He pulled his eyes away from her as he looked around the dance hall. It wasn't as though they could be very naughty here, though.
Adra: "Oh good. For a moment I thought you did," she teased, nipping him lightly on the chin. She chuckled lightly when he glanced around. "Time for the tour, I think." Adra pulled him along navigating away from the students who were too lost in dancing with their own friends.
Gio: Gio knew that the 'tour' wouldn't be much of a tour. He'd been here before - to the school - but only really ever explored the route to Adra's classroom. If he was able to see more of it, he wouldn't complain. Especially if there was trouble involved.
Adra: She was sure he could vaguely guessed what she was planning. It didn't need much explaining or figuring out to do. It was a short distance from the auditorium to her classroom. Once they were inside, she switched on the lights and Adra closed the door behind them. "Welcome to where the magic happens," Adra giggled gesturing wildly with her hands. "How long haven't you been in an actual high school classroom hhmm?"
Gio: Gio followed her to the classroom, checking down the hallway before he headed inside, just to make sure that there was nobody around, and that they hadn't been followed. Last thing they needed was some student watching them. "Well, I came to visit you that one time during 'lunch'," he grinned. "But, uh, before that, must be ten years or so."
Adra: "Mmmm, that was a very good lunch," she hummed, her fingertips on the lapels of his suit as she pulled him close. The tip of her nose touched his as she spoke, warm breath playing on his lips. "I think we should make this one memorable. What do you think?"
Gio: Gio nodded and closed the classroom door behind them. He made his way over to the desk beside her, and looked down at her fingers on his suit. "Well, first prom nights are usually memorable for this," he grinned, moving forward to kiss her lips softly.
Adra: She linked her arms around him, kissing him back. When Adra pulled away, she looked up to him, tracing his lips with her tongue, tasting the punch. "I've been thinking of riding you and getting spanked right here for days now," she whispered, pressing her figure against his.
Gio: Gio smirked, his eyes glancing to the desk as she spoke. One of his hands moved down to run over the surface of the desk. "Right here?" he asked.
Adra: "Mmmmhhhmm," she hummed. Adra traced a fingertip along his jawline, lips pressing against his throat. "I wonder if we can even keep the volume down." She nipped his neck. "Don't want to attract attention."
Gio: Gio bent down, his hands grabbing the hem of her dress and pulling it up till it was bunched up around her waist. Arms around the back of her thighs, he was able to lift her up and turn them round so he could sit on the edge of the desk with her straddling him. One hand on her lower back, the other running up her leg, he whispered. "Why don't we find out?"
Adra: Her breath hitched as his hands grabbed the hem of her dress. Adra settled on his lap, pushing her crotch against his, undulating her hips. "I think we're wearing too much clothes," she whispered, unbuttoning his shirt. Once his torso was exposed, she leaned down, tongur darting out to drag against that defined line in the middle.
Gio: Gio let the woman undo his shirt and waistcoat, his hand moving behind him to push the items on the desk out of the way so he'd be able to lean back. He closed his eyes and hummed with a smile on his lips as he felt her tongue against his chest.
Adra: Adra trailed her tongue to his collarbone and then kisses up his neck. Trailing back down, flicking her tongue briefly on his nipples, Adra moved her hand to undo his pants, working the buckle and zip, pulling it down. Then she reached around to pull on the little zip, slipping the dress off her figure, leaving it on the floor. Her nipples went hard at the cool air as she climbed ontop of him again just with her lace panties, garters and stockings.
Gio: Gio watched the woman move down in front of him, tugging at his pants zip. He pushed his pants down as she unzipped her dress, but he had to stop as the gown fell to the floor, leaving her topless dressed in just her panties and stockings as she climbed on top once more. "This is... this is good," he grinned as he kissed her, a hand behind her neck and pulling her down on top of him at the same time as he leaned back to lay on the desk.
Adra: She could only grin when he laid back on the desk, her lips against his as her fingers trailed down his body. Adra reluctantly pulled away from his lips, trailing kisses down his torso. Her tongue darted out to trace his skin till it was at the hem of his boxers. Nimble fingers cupping the length of his cock, stroking it through the material. Pressing a small kiss on it, Adra pulled down his boxers, revealing his erection, licking her lips as she pushed the material down. Her tongue trailed at the tip of of his cock, as her hand cupped his balls, massaging them as her mouth sucked tip - eyes wide, looking up at him.
Gio: Gio let the woman pull away, despite wanting to kiss her more, closing his eyes as she trailed those perfect lips down his body. He grunted as he felt her hand tease over the shape of his cock, a smirk on his lips as she kissed it through the material before remove the barrier completely. It was so wrong to be laying there half naked on her desk, manhood exposed while a short distance away her students danced. He regulated his breathing as she began to play with him, eyes shut as he just let himself smirk and smile, body moving and face contorting in reaction to the pleasure she gave.
Adra: She loved the way he moaned, feeling his flesh throb against her lips. Swallowing more of him in her lips, Adra bobbed her head up and down slowly, hand massaging his balls. She felt his cock hit the back of her throat of her throat before she plopped it out. Her hand was strokings his length. She kissed her way up to him again, pressing her lips to his. "I want you spank me," she whispered to him. "Please, sir."
Gio: Gio smiled as she used her mouth to please him, feeling her take him deeper each time till she dropped his wet cock back against his stomach. He welcomed her back up atop him, hands running over her thighs as she straddled him. "Have you been a naughty girl?" he smirked, pulling his right hand from her skin and bringing it down harshly against her ass.
Adra: Adra purposely straddled him, her lace panties rubbing against his wet cock. "Very," she gasped, biting her bottom lip. Pushing out her ass against his hand even though it stings. Her lips brushed against his. "Sir can always use the ruler." Leaned against the other side of the table, Adra reached over, handing him the metre ruler. "Please."
Gio: Gio looked puzzled as she mentioned the ruler, but as she brought it across for him to see, he grinned. Quickly, he sat up, pushing her down to stand as he hopped off the desk. "Bend over the desk, Miss Curth," he told her, ruler in his right hand as his left stroked his cock.
Adra: She bit her lip when he hopped off the desk. "Yes, sir." Standing at the edge of the table, Adra bent over, pushing her rear out as she pressed her cheek against the surface of the table.
Gio: Gio moved his hand from his cock to brush some hair away from her cheek, leaning down and kissing her cheek. "Red is the safeword," he whispered to her. Standing back up, he held the meter stick against her plump rear to measure it up, before pulling it back several feet and swinging it forward, a loud smach sounding out into the room.
Adra: She nodded when he whispered the safeword to her, fingers gripping on the sides of the table. She braced herself for the delicious sting and it came. A small whimper escaped her as the pain spread across her cheeks. Still, Adra pushed out her ass to him. "More, sir."
Gio: Gio closed his eyes, inhaling deeply as he heard the smack echoing, and the whimper coming from the brunette. He opened his eyes slowly, watching as Adra pushed her ass out further for him. He ran the wooden stick against her ass again, before pulling it back further and swinging it in to hit her again.
