Alexandria fixed up her hair as she walked through the main foyer, her heels clicking and echoing throughout it, as she made her way to her next class.
At 23 she hadn’t really thought she needed a “finishing” school, having graduated a 3 year college program with honours in just two years, but she had been surprising pleased with it once she arrived and gotten settled in.
She’d only agreed to attend due to her Uncle, Frank, she corrected herself mentally. He wasn’t her biological Uncle, just a close family friend of her parents. The though of her deceased parents brought a slight frown to her face but she quickly correct it and her smile returned.
Frank was in charge of her trust fund until her 24th birthday and she’d wanted to celebrate her graduation with a six month trip around the world. He hadn’t been outright against it, but she could tell he wasn’t for it either. In the end, he’d agreed with a single condition, that she attend the finishing school when she returned.
It seemed like a win win to her, she got her trip and she enjoyed school, so a two semester finishing school seemed like it would be a breeze.
She arrived at her economics class just in time and took her seat, similarly attired young women, and a few older ones, were all around her as the professor entered the room and stood at the chalk board. The professor was an older woman, but none the less fashionably dressed as the students, with a tight white blouse, a short red skirt, and a tiny jacket that came just down below her breasts.
Alexandria had been a little weirded out at the student attire at first, she had loved her baggy sweet shirts and jeans, but had really come around after a few weeks. So much so that she’d thrown out all the clothing she’d brought with her and bought all new ones from the campus store!
“Alright class, let’s begin. Who can tell me the proper response when your financial advisor wants to move your index stock funds into a long term bond?”
Alexandria shot her hand up into the air, like several others in the class, though a few seemed confused by the question.
“Alexandria?” the professor said and she almost giggled with excitement.
“Uhm, sure, whatever you say, I trust you completely with my money. Your so smart and confident, do whatever you think is best.” she replied and the professor nodded and smiled.
“Very good Alexandria, very good indeed. Sindi?” the professor said pointing to a bottle blonde with tits so big Alexandria didn’t know how she stood upright, but was very impressed that she could.
“giggle Like, I’m just a silly girl, can I totally suck your cock? giggle“
“Another fine answer Cindi, very well done.” the professor replied.
The professor took a few more answers, each one just as suitable as her own, and Alexandria was so happy with the competence of her fellow students. They’d all come so far and with the semester ending today, they were all eager to show off what they’d learned.
A little shiver ran through Alexandria thinking about the semester being over, she’d lived on campus for so long that she almost had forgotten there was anywhere else to live. But Frank would be arriving at the end of the day to pick her up and take her home for a few weeks until the second semester started and she was looking forward to it.
Alexandria walked out of the front doors and towards the limo where Frank and the driver were standing, she had a broad smile on as she pulled a suitcase full of her school clothing behind her.
When she arrive the driver took it from her before she said a word and placed it in the open trunk before closing it and heading to the drivers seat.
Alexandria beamed and jiggled her tits a little, “Hi Unc… uhm Fra…” she started but the word felt wrong in her mouth.
Her face twisted in thought for a moment and then a little shiver ran through her as the right word came into her head, “Hello Sir, how are you?” she got out with confidence.
“I fine Alexandria.” he replied and then waved her into the back of the limo as he held the door.
“And you?” he asked as she bent over and entered the limo, pausing for just a second to get her ass a shake, and then sat on the back seat towards the drivers side.
Frank ducked in behind her and closed the door, sitting on the soft leather seat beside her.
“I’m very good Sir, thank you for asking.” she replied.
As the car started to pull away Alexandria noticed the privacy screen was up and the windows seemed to be tinted darker than she remembered.
She looked at Frank with a smile just as he patted her lap and she shuffled over at sat on it. One of his hands went around her back, the other rested on her knee, and pleasure coursed through her from his touch.
“I was talking to the headmistress earlier today and she informs me that you’ve taken to your studies very well.” he said.
“Oh yes Sir! I love my courses, I’ve learned so much!” she enthused.
“I’m glad, tell me, what are your favorite courses so far?”
She didn’t have to think long before answering, “Oh, finance and…” she replied, then looked around as if someone might here her and blushed, “proper posture.” she finished.
Frank nodded and smiled, “That’s very interesting, tell me about your finance course.” he said.
A little disappoint washed over her but she smiled, “Oh it’s amazing how little I knew about finance before coming here Sir! I mean I actually thought girls could be financially responsible! It’s so much better knowing that you’re looking after my trust fund Sir, I trust you completely with my finances.”
“That’s so good to hear. So if I had some paperwork that I wanted you to sign, before returning for next semester, that would extend my oversight of your trust fund for, say, 20 years?”
Her eyes grew wide and she gasped a little as the words tumbled out of her lips, “Of course Sir! I’d be happy to sign them! I would be so lucky to have you managed my finances!”
He nodded and smiled as she felt his hand behind her back slip under her skirt and land on her bare ass. Her pussy quivered and she pushed her tits out and wiggled her ass in response, feeling a hard lump push up into her bum.
“And this proper posture class…” he continued.
She beamed at him and a little giggle escaped her lips involuntarily, “Oh Sir, it’s amazing! For example I never knew that when you are showing off your tits that you should be pushing them out as much as possible! Or that you should be wiggling your butt if your sitting on a man’s lap! Or how when you’re kneeling in front of a man you should have your hands clasped behind your back!”
The word just continued to spill out of her lips and all she could think of was the enlarging bulge pushing into her butt, until she could ignore it no longer.
“Excuse me Sir, but would you like me to show you one of the lessons from my proper posture class?” she asked with a wicked little smile on her lips.
“I would like that very much Alexandria.” he replied and she pushed off his lap and knelt down on the limo’s floor in front of him.
She got herself position, knees together, her hands clasped behind her back, her head slightly down, her tits pushed out.
“This is the basic posture when kneeling in front of a man Sir.” she said proudly.
“Very nice.” Frank said.
“My professor said I was so good at it that I was ready for the advanced posture early.” she continued and her hands came around in front of her and then stretched out to Frank’s pants and fished his dick out.
“The advanced posture is so much more satisfying for both the man and the woman.” she said as she leaned in and held his dick to her face as she looked up at him.
Then, placing the tip of his dick between her lips, she put her hands behind her back and started to stroke up and down his length. It wasn’t long before she tasted his cum and she knew she’d achieved the perfect posture.
Frank looked down at Alexandria, his cum on her chin, a blissed out look on her face, and had mixed emotions.
Her blowjob had been quite satisfying, but he still felt a little pang of guilt to his deceased friends.
He’d told them so many times they were spoiling Alexandria, but they always brushed him off, when they passed, she’d become insufferable. Demanding access to her money to spend of frivolous things and generally making him have to be the bad guy.
It was just fortunate that he actually was the bad guy and had pilfered millions from her trust account already and needed a way to cover it up before she turned 24 and had full access to it.
Finding the finishing school, even though it was costing him, or more accurately her, a small fortune, was a god send. He got to take care of the financial problems and the pain in his ass at the same time.
By the time she finished the second semester she’d be eager to become his happy little trophy wife, making her fortune, his fortune. At which point he was looking forward to repaying just how much of a pain in the ass she had been in a more direct way.
