Perverted Step-Dad System

After breakfast I used a different vehicle and drove out of the house, leaving Evelyn and my two daughters together.

It gave her the impression that there was truly something wrong with the vehicle.

At the same time, while driving to school I was curious as to why my daughter chatted me up.

What happened?

I took out my phone from the side and messaged her.

"Where are you?"

The moment I messaged her a typing bubble appeared almost as though she had been waiting for it for a long time.

"At the principal’s office. It’s just me and her here."

I furrowed my brows some more.

What was Sophie doing in the principal’s office?

Although I was curious I understood that I would find out when I reached there.

Before long I arrived at the school premises.

I drove in and parked my car in the parking lot before getting off the vehicle.

Glancing around I scanned my surroundings and spotted a young security officer approaching me.

He had a professional smile on his face as he quickly asked the moment he arrived at my location.

"Good day sir, how may I help you?"

"I’m looking for the principal’s office?" I replied, scanning the young man.

"Right this way sir." The young man smiled as he led the way in the direction of what seemed to be the principals office.

We took a flight of stairs and after a few turns, an office with the label of the principals office appeared at the other end of the silent alleyway.

The security officer gestured in the direction of the office, "right this way sir."

I followed along and we soon arrived at the door.

Having brought me to my destination the security officer informed me that he would be taking his leave.

I nodded and fixed my attention on the door ahead.

It was time to find out exactly why my daughter had called me for help.

I gave the door a light knock.

There was a brief silence before a reply came in.

"Who’s there?"

"Lucien. Father of Sophie."

There was a faint mutter from behind the door and I heard the sound of two people exchanging words before the voice spoke once more.

"Please come in."

"Alright." I nodded and twisted the door knob before stepping inside.

The moment I stepped inside the air changed.

The principal’s office was larger than I expected and quieter than it had any right to be.

Tall windows ran along the far wall, blinds half drawn so the late morning light fell in clean pale strips across a wide oak desk and the dark carpet.

Bookshelves lined one side, packed tight with files and framed certificates.

A low sofa sat opposite the desk.

The whole room smelled faintly of paper, polished wood, and a woman’s perfume that had settled into the furniture over years.

Two figures sat facing each other.

Sophie occupied the visitor’s chair closest to the desk.

Her school blazer was still on but unbuttoned, skirt neat, hands folded in her lap so tightly the knuckles had gone pale.

She looked smaller than usual as she sat timidly in the chair.

When the door opened her eyes flicked up to me at once and I noticed a mixture of relief, embarrassment and mortification cross her facial features, colour rising under her skin before she could hide it.

The woman behind the desk did not rise.

She was younger than I had pictured for a principal. Mid thirties at most.

Dark hair pulled back without a single strand out of place.

A fitted blouse the colour of wine, sleeves rolled once at the wrist.

She sat with her back straight and her hands resting lightly on a closed folder in front of her.

Her gaze moved from Sophie to me and stayed there, calm, assessing, not unfriendly and not warm either.

"Mr Lucien," she said. "Please. Sit."

Sophie shifted in her chair causing the leather to emit a light noise.

I closed the door behind me and took the remaining seat.

As I sat down the principal was silent for a moment before she handed me the closed folder in her hand.

"Please sign this folder. It a written agreement of the immoral act you daughter was caught committing. Crosscheck it and sign the necessary document. She will be suspended from all school activities for a month. During this time it is demanded of her to work on her behavioral conduct. If she is caught engaging in such an act again, she will be expelled, as such acts is not something a girl of her age should be engaged in."

The principal finished her statement in one breath.

When she was done she waited for me to collect the folder from her hand.

I stared at the principal for a moment, then returned my gaze to the folder she held in her hand.

Collecting it I slowly opened it and began reading its contents.

My expression remained normal, however after reading a certain part, I glanced to the side and noticed my daughter’s pale expression.

She looked cute, timid and restless. Clearly she dreaded being suspended from school activities for a week.

After reading it through I understood why sophie had chatted me up and not her mother.

Based on what was written in the folder, it was said that sophie was caught touching herself inapproapriately in the bathroom during school hours.

I let out a sigh, understanding that it my carelessness in controlling her that led to this situation.

I smiled faintly and dropped the folder on the table then spoke in a faint, respectful tone.

"Principal, I understand that the behaviour of my daughter is slightly inappropriate, however I wish for you to reconsider. Being away from school for more than a week will be detrimental to her academic life. I hope you can except her from punishment this time."

After I was done speaking I waited for the principal’s reply.

The silence and tension in the room stretched for a few seconds before the principal replied calmly.

"Mr Lucien. I didnt call you here for a negotiation. Sign the documents and leave my academy with your daughter. she is only allowed to return a month later."

Hearing the principal’s words, although I was a little pissed off I tried to reign in my anger for my daughter’s sake. Still a look of annoyance appeared on my face as I stated once more.

"Principal plea..."

"Mr Lucien. Another word Fromm you and her suspension will be increased to two months."

I let out a faint sigh, then turned to my daughter.

I noticed tears were threatening to fall off her eyelids.

I smiled and wiped them off.

"Dont worry, I will get everything sorted out, okay? In the mean time I want to teach you a thing or two about sex."

Hearing my words my daughter’s eyes widened dramatically and the tears that were threatening to fall, fell accidentally. Her expression still held a trace of disbelief.

Even the principal was genuinely dumbfounded.

Sex?

Did she hear wrong?

Why was he talking about sex all of a sudden?

Both the principal and Sophie had similar thought.

However they were soon unable to form thoughts because time was paused.

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