Starting from Scratch Ep. 017: MANic MONDAY

"We should hang out." Travis called to Mace. Mace merely nodded and let it go. He could probably use a friend but wasn't in any rush. Stepping away Mace thanked Henry and headed into his garage.

"Kota?" Henry glared at her. She pouted but buttoned her shirt up. At least until she got to school. Nothing more was said about it. Pretty much dead silence the entire ride across town. Plenty of casual glances in the backseat though.

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Horton-Dexter High School...

"Here goes nothing. I'll either get walked out my first three hours or live here half my life." Piper Cherry talked to herself in the side mirror of her SUV after parking in the Horton-Dexter Teacher's parking, three vehicles away was Josie's own SUV. Noting her being here so early she concluded it was to hook up with her Coach. Lucky her. Piper's own hormones were always on overdrive. "There's Carl." She noted his arrival in a really nice black Camaro ragtop. "Nice ride Carl." She puckered, "Someone's a playboy."

Giving him time to vacate his car and lock up she exited her Ford Edge and followed suit in order to walk in with him. Allowing him to walk to her she smoothed out her short dress in the ab area and held her breath. "Morning Boss."

"Miss Cherry, you made it." He looked her over from head to toe sizing up her dress to flesh ratio.

"Too much?" She smirked flirtatiously. "I can wear less tomorrow."

"Ehhh? Let's see how it goes. You do look very nice."

"Just say it...hubba hubba right?"

"You look very nice." He repeats himself with little emotion.

"Tough crowd." He steps around her and she just moves in beside him to walk toward the front entrance to the school. Not many cars were here just yet outside of faculty and a few students who liked to be early. Seeing a few faces she remembered on their way in she spots Megan Love and her butthole boyfriend Dirk Sutter. Racing ahead of Carl in a blond moment shuffle she squealed, "MIIIIIICCCCCCCCCKEEEEYY!" She ran up to Megan to hug her, Dirk and a few others laughing at Piper's name mix up.

"It's Meg..."

"Megan I know. Just teasing you Sweetie." She then acknowledges Dirk, "Wassup Dick?"

"It's Dirk." He rolled his eyes.

"Same thing. It's good to see you again Megan. Drop by my office later...well my closet actually." She frowns at an awaiting Carl who was amused by Piper's quick connection to his student body. He recalled the huge gathering at his office door last Friday before offering her the job. It was obvious her bond was pretty instantaneous. Of course her Goddess level hotness likely had a lot to do with it. "Gotta go. Later Dick."

"DIRK!!" He grumbled. His friends began calling him Dick from that moment on. He ran with it and tried saying, "BIG DICK." They wouldn't fall for it, mostly because Megan shook her head negatively when he wasn't looking while mouthing, "No it's not."

"It looks like you've made quite an impression on the kids. That bunch is pretty tight knit. Trouble on occasion. At least they're not smoking on school grounds." She knew they did due to dealing with Dirk her first visit here. No butts about it. They probably didn't light up until after he was in the building.

Entering the turnstile Carl let her in with his badge. "I'll get you a badge here in a few. Let's get you settled into your...closet." He grinned, "Sorry I can't spare anything else. It's next to my office or in the main office with three old hens."

"Old hens?"

"Martha, Mazie, and Madge. Trust me there's no MMM in their looks." He chuckled. "All of them are set to retire at the end of the year."

"Lot of retirees it seems. Ruth the Cheerleading Coach, the lady I'm replacing as Counsellor. Anyone I'm missing?"

"Nope! That covers it. Gonna have to do some hiring here soon. In your case Judith got married and relocated to Kansas, that's why your job popped up short notice. Good timing for you." He filled her in over the walk to his office. Unlocking his door he turned on the light playing the gentleman and letting her enter first. "There's a filing cabinet you can stash your purse in. Every student at Horton-Dexter has a file in that cabinet. Take a look as you need to."

"Sounds good. Mind if I take a walk and familiarize myself again with the layout?"

"Not at all. I have to make a few calls so get lost."

"Teacher's lounge at the end of the hall correct?"

"You'll see it. Just smell the coffee grounds."

"Awesome." She moves to her tiny desk and the filing cabinet to hide her purse, taking a few dollar bills with her just in case. Although she ate breakfast a Danish sounded good if there happened to be one in the vending machine that she knew was in the lounge. Leaving Carl with a playful fluttering of her fingers to say goodbye she took her stroll.

Tempted to pop in on Josie she headed to the second floor but heard faint moans and decided to give her space. Surely, she wasn't fucking Roman in her classroom? Was she? Eyes flaring Piper chose to keep on going. "You go Pussycat." She was proud of her bestie opening up to her desires. "My turn."

Heading back downstairs she found the Teacher's lounge and cautiously peeked around the threshold to see who was there. "Ooooo! Handsome Roger Dundee. I wonder if he has a big crocodile down under?" To his left the meek Teacher Kevin Fowler lost in thought. Finally, the bearded Teacher Dewey Knowles who reminded her of actor Zach Galifianakis from the movie The Hangover. Looking back and forth down the halls she grinned evilly and marched right on in.

"Morning Studs." She wiggled right past them and went to the vending machines. "I soooo need my caffeine fix. Black coffee to get the nostrils flaring. Once you go black you...well, equal opportunity I say." She placed her first dollar in the machine and awaited a cup to drop and pour her Folger's. While patient she stepped to her right and discovered a cherry Danish with her name on it...Cherry that is.

All three men glued their eyes to her, Roger lowering the morning paper to check her out, Dewey unable to continue biting his powdered donuts, and Kevin merely swallowing dryly at her beauty. All quiet as mice eying the cat nervously. Utilizing her second dollar to obtain her cherry Danish she watches the metallic ring holding it captive revolve until it...gets hung up. "WHAT THE HELL!!" She rolled her eyes at her loss and slaps her palms on the plexiglass window in hopes it might dislodge. "Come on!" An invite if Roger ever heard one.

Folding his paper and sitting it down the tall dashing Science Teacher stood up and moved in behind her as she attempted to shake the machine, she just wasn't strong enough. Leaning over her with both arms on top of the machine he chuckles, "On three?" She saw his reflection in the glass winking at her and she intentionally eased her ass right up against his crotch. Yep! Glad to be there. Two jolts later her hostage Danish was free of it's imprisonment. Barely stepping back Roger gave her room to bend over and reach into the lower tray to snatch up her Danish. Doing this from the side her exceptionally short skirt rose high until both of her gloriously sculpted butt cheeks were visible to all three men, her cute white lace underwear riding deep within her twat. She chose to linger there just for laughs feigning difficulty in dragging her second breakfast out.

Finally, she stands erect and turns to face the men. Dewey's beard was covered in powdered sugar, Kevin's glasses were fogged up, and Roger had taken his seat facing her better. "My hero. Thanks' Roger Grabbit." She opened her snack and took a nibble, licking sticky fingers sensually in front of them.

"Glad I could service you Miss Cherry...be of service I mean." Roger aimed for charm. Kevin found the courage to slide his chair back and pluck her coffee from the machine and delicately sat it on the circular table for her.

"That was sweet of you Mister Peabody."

"Kevin." He mumbles shyly.

"I remember. Thank you Kevin. Why are there only three chairs in here considering there's what? 25...30 Teachers in residence?"

"Most of them go straight to class. Grading papers, planning their day." Roger pointed out, "You can have my seat." He begins to get up when Piper moves in front of him and just sits in his lap.

"Mmmm! Comfy chairs." She winks at Dewey across the table then casually points to the corner of her mouth, "You're getting sugar all over yourself, Sugar. You're almost as messy as me when I get...well...other white...things on me." Roger's dick grew beneath her. Dewey couldn't even brush his beard off, he was frozen in emotion outside of rolling his tongue around his lips.

"Love the dress Piper. Can I call you Piper?"

"As long as you call me. Even if it's Jessica. Thank you Roger." She hops on his lap adding to her Roger Rabbit influence. "Lick my cherry?" She offers Roger some of her cherry filling from her fingertip. He grew bold and accepted her finger into his puckered lips and sucked it gently. She smiled at him peering over her shoulder as she fed him. "I guess I should have washed my fingers after I...this moaning." She shared a hint that she might have fingered herself. He caught on easily and moved a hand to her bare leg lightly rubbing it. Retrieving her finger she gathers a bit more filling on her finger then poised it at Kevin, "Sloppy seconds?" Kevin nearly fainted.

Across from her Dewey literally dropped a donut over his lap and looked down at it on the floor between his feet. White powder even on his zipper area, brushing at it only made it worse. Trying to relax he chose to scoot his chair back and reach down to pick up his small donut. Peering over at Piper's lap she fanned her legs wider teasing him with her lace triangle between her thighs. He bumped his head on the way back upright, his face beet red.

"Cumsy of me...clumsy." He muttered.

"So..." She changed the subject to her advantage reaching for her coffee to take a sip. "...what does a girl have to do around here to get out of being stuck with Detention? Carl appointed me with prisoner rehab."

"All yours I'm afraid." Roger dared to tease her leg with his fingertip all the way up to her skirts hemline.

"So not afraid of you Roger. I'll gladly take you." She whispered into his ear laying back against his chest, eyes beguiling Kevin and Dewey into expressions of awe. Roger took note and slid his fingers under her skirt further. "What am I getting into?"

"Trouble if you hang with me." He whispers back inhaling her hair.

"Our voyeurs are drooling.'

"Let 'em."

"Mmmm! I think I'm going to like it here." She rubs her butt along his crotch teasingly. "Dewme?" She chose to speak toward Dewey Knowles, "You would take over Detention for me wouldn't you?"

"Uhhhhhh? No." He grew some balls, "I'm not going near that nightmare. Sorry Piper."

"What about you Seventh Kevin? You heavenly Angel you."

"Busy." His hand was rubbing his pant legs nervously.

"You're stuck with it Piper." Roger chimed in, patting her hip, "It'll be good for you to get to know the ruffians. I'll do you...a solid though. I'll take Detention today but ONLY today. A welcome to Hell present. You're on your own tomorrow."

"That's sweet of you Roger. I'll make it up to you."

"Wine and dine you next weekend?"

"Are you asking me out?"

"My houseboat...red wine...I'll order in."

"Mmmm! What if I was marina...I mean married?" She giggled.

"No ring."

"Recently divorced. You?"

"Never been hitched."

"I'd love to have dinner with you. Should I dress up?" His hands guide her skirt higher out of temptation until her panties come into view for Kevin who just lowers his eyes to her lap for a visual. Glasses still fogged up he tilted them to peer over at her. She sighed seductively, "Good choice Roger."

"Fuck you're hot."

"Cooler by the second though, with your assistance."

Overheated by his attention Piper purrs and nuzzles Roger's neckline while Dewey and Kevin sweat it out. Even one of her dress straps slid free from her shoulder, her dress thin as it is slipping a bit over her left breast, nipples shooting directly at her voyeurs. Roger chuckled at her toying with him, "First day here and you're on fire."

"Complaining?" She whimpers.

"NOOOOOO!" Both Kevin and Dewey vocalize loudly. She flared her eyes at them and literally brought her left leg up on to the table, right leg still on the floor, panties tightening up along her labia.

"Just...trying to fit...in." She pouted her lips. Getting too risque had to end. Rounding the corner of the Lounge door her friend Mimi Alexander shuffled in. Seeing her in a dress for the first time Dewey and Kevin both pepped up, they were rather fond of Mimi but were far too shy to ever approach the girl, both being older than her didn't help.

"MeeeeeeeeeeeMeeeeeeeeeee!" Piper dropped her leg to the tile and abruptly escaped Roger's clutches in favor of hugging the girl. Watching Mimi blush and find her face crushed into Piper's chest only made her more crimson. "You wore a dress. Good for you."

"I...said I would." Mimi spoke sheepishly.

"Yes you did. I'm proud of you. Now all we need to do is get rid of this unlaying shirt. Cleavage baby cleavage." She eyes the rest of her dress and bends at the knee before pinching Mimi's skirt and lifting it up by a good foot to expose more of leg upper thighs, "And, hem this skirt up to here." Mimi nearly had a panic attack. "Don't you guys think she would look beautiful in a dress this short?"

Dewey instantly choked up, "Absolutely! You should consider it Mimi."

Kevin concurred with a nod, "Beautiful indeed."

Roger whistled, "Look at those legs."

"Mine or hers?" Piper giggled.

"Mimi's." Roger didn't hide his erection, "Don't sell yourself short Mimi, you're a very attractive gal."

"See? We just need to work on you a tad Mimi."

"I don't know." The girl held her breath and watched Dewey brush the powder from his beard as if cleaning a place off for Mimi to sit. Eyes bulging at her own assumption, yes even Mimi had impure thoughts, she shivered. Digging into her purse she offered Dewey something to battle the white stains on his pants. "Lint roller?" As if that would help. It was amusing though.

"Kids are pouring in." Roger noticed students walking past the door. "We better all behave."

Piper decided it was best for now. Throwing the rest of her Danish away but taking her coffee with her Piper walked Mimi to her classroom. Roger and the boys filing into the hallway behind them enjoyed Piper's ass immensely. Dewey dared to mumble, "Mimimimimi." as if singing. He was delirious. Kevin coughed into his hand, "Mimi too." She had fans.

"You're embarrassing me Piper." Mimi shared as they walked upstairs to her second floor classroom. Those students moving about checked Piper out at every turn. Her cheeks were faintly visible and that shoulder strap was still dangling. Innocent until proven guilty in Piper's thighs...eyes.

"All I'm trying to do is show you that you're missing out. Guys look at you Sweetie. A wardrobe change, maybe contact lenses, a confidence boost and you're in business."

"Guys notice me?"

"Dewey? Even Kevin. They were drooling."

"Over you."

"Over us. I don't mind sharing." Piper hugs her from the side, "Go to class...teach...watch your students more closely. I bet there's a Teacher crush in one or more of your classes. Just...observe."

"Alright. Will I see you at lunch?"

"Sure." One last hug Piper toys with Mimi's brown hair, "Ponytail. Show off this beautiful neckline." Mimi fidgets then notes an elastic bobble around Piper's wrist and shyly tugs on it. Piper realizing the girls curiosity quickly turns Mimi's back to her and assists her in the ponytail using her hair tie. "There! Lord, now you look 15." She laughs. "That's good. Blend in. I'll see you soon."

Turning away Piper walks further down the hall toward Josie McKellen's classroom. With the bell closing in on ringing she presumed Josie had things back under control, not wanting to get caught. At the door she still heard moans and checked her watch. "Better give them a time out."

Their day was just beginning.

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Rewinding the clock to shortly after Henry McKellen drove off to take his daughters to school, he left his garage open for Mace Belmont. As Mace snatched up the gas can for Piper's lawnmower he paused to look at the door to the house itself. Knowing he had time to snoop he sat the gas can down and took the chance that the door was unlocked. "Oh hell yeah!"

He chuckled then stepped inside to explore a bit. Not much to see downstairs he knew the good stuff was on the second story. Bolting upstairs to seek out mischief he found bedroom doors wide open. Stepping into Dakota's room first he envisioned her laying on her bed naked while touching herself. Laughing he dove on to the bed and said, "Here! Let me help ya." He lowered his sweats and let his monster nine fall out. Humping her bed where he imagined her to be laying he grunted for his own amusement, "You like it just admit it."

Tiring quickly of his imaginary sex partner he jumped up and shuffled into Sable's room and did the same to her mattress. Looking to his right he spoke, "What's that Travis? You're jealous because I fucked your girlfriend before you did? Snooze ya lose Buddy. UGH UGH UGH! That's it Sable beg for it. Ohhhhhh yeah!"

This was too much fun. Abandoning Sable's bed he made his way into Josie and Henry's room. Figuring out which side of the bed Josie slept on was simple enough. Earrings on the bedside stand and lip gloss said it all. That, and sniffing her pillow for a perfume scent made him stretch out on the bed and actually act as if he was making love to her. Soft gentle humping to her sheets he actually lost track of time. Deciding to nut on her sheets took three minutes. Chuckling he left his mark for her to lay in later tonight. "Sorry Henry. Your wife likes me more. Look at her begging for more. Beeeeeauuuteeful!"

Heading back downstairs he left the house grinning from ear to ear. Taking the gas can back to Piper's he filled the mower then heard Rotten barking. Needing to pee Mace went inside and took the dog out. Once done Mace went in for a drink before getting started on the yards. Walking about he found himself in Piper's bedroom. Aunt or not he was lusting for her as much as he had been for Josie. Laughing he made another round of humps over Piper's mattress. "I knew you couldn't resist this cock Aunt Piper." He humped trying to be serious. Rearing up he nutted on her bedding as well then sighed.

"I'm such a dork."

He stripped her bed and tossed them in the washer. He felt bad for being so stupid about it all. At least for now. Heading back outside as the washer filled with water, detergent already added, Mace fired up the mower and managed to mow the McKellen's even before Henry got home. He must have had errands to run.

One yard down.

Pausing to wipe sweat from his forehead he peered at the McKellen home and suddenly felt badly for being such a perverted asshole. If it wouldn't trap him he might have gone in and thrown Josie's sheets in the washer too.

Whatever! Said and done!

"Just call me the groundskeeper."