Disciplinary Action/Disciplinary Office/First Week/Threatening/Recognize/Her lead/Middle
You don't know, she's the girl who babysits your daughters, and she's already said she's got a pretty close relationship with your sister. You really don't want this going too far, there are all kinds of ways it could blow up in your face.
"Well, you were protecting your little sister," you tell her, "I think we can take that into consideration, we can call this a middle infraction if you promise not to do it again."
"Hmmm... I'll be a good girl for you, Mr. Gardiner." She moans, sliding down your body and twisting herself around till she's sitting in your lap in reverse. "It sounds like you don't really want to have fun though, unless touching my pussy's enough to get you off." She takes your hand and begins rubbing it on her belly, working it under her shirt and onto her bare skin.
"Oh, believe me, I would like to, but there are some things to consider." You tell her, caressing her surprisingly well-defined stomach muscles. With how much fat she's got hanging off her chest, you are rather surprised at how much muscle she's got on her stomach. She really seems quite fit. "I mean, you're babysitting my... uhh.. my nieces. I don't want to jump in too deep and have it come back to bite me."
"Right, your nieces." She says with a giggle, encouraging the circles you are making with your hand to get bigger. "They wouldn't happen to actually be your daughters by any chance, would they?"
Her comment stops you short. Your hand stops moving on her stomach, and she immediately picks up on this as a shadow passes over her face. "Oh my god! They are! Aren't they!?" She says, flipping around and re-positioning herself to face you as she still straddles your knees. She puts her hands on your shoulders for a moment before leaning back with a rather content look on her face. "That's Ok, I kinda figured. Uhh..." she hesitates a little bit and then gets up off your lap to stand facing you, now looking rather downcast. She must have caught something in your eye. "I... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have gone there."
"No, it's Ok," you assure her, the mood now completely broken. "I... I actually only just found out myself the other day."
"Oh wow!" Both her hands go to her mouth. "Wow! That must have been a shock!"
"Yeah...." Several long seconds of silence pass between you, both staring at one another before she finally makes the first move by taking a step back away from you and reaching under her skirt. The next thing you know, you see her pulling down her panties, bending forward facing you so you don't get to have a glimpse underneath.
"Here," she says, handing you her warm undergarment. "That qualifies, right? For a middle infraction?"
"Uhh... yeah." You say, reaching out and accepting the girl's underwear.
A look of thought crosses her face for a moment, and then she takes a step away from you. "W.. well, it might actually be better for you if I left right now," she says. "I think probably the look on my face right now might be able to sell it to Ms. Varano that the punishment you came up with was effective. Maybe we can talk later."