Will sat at his desk, head in hands. All the pressures of the year seemed to be building up at once and on top of that the Glee club was nowhere near ready for nationals.

He felt small hands begin to massage his shoulders and he sighed reflexively, assuming it was Emma working out the knots in his tensed up shoulders.

"That's really nice." He said, smiling slightly.

"Anything I can do to help Mr Shue." Quinn's soft voice, floated back to him. He tried not to jerk away from her, not wanting to make this situation anymore uncomfortable.

"Oh Quinn! I though it was Miss Pilssberry." He answered. She continued to massage his back, her delicate fingers working wonders as she hummed an old country song under her breath.

"Better?" She finally asked, stepping round to the front of his desk and plopping into one of the soft, sofa chairs.

"Much," He nodded, it was truth, but he had to get her out of here. "Don't you have class now?"

"Well Sue gave us a break from training today so no." She smiled sweetly up at him.

He was sweating a little, was it hot in here? He could see a thin sweat trail running from her neck down into her… Into her cleavage. God that was a revealing dress, her small breasts strained out the top of it and her thin legs were exposed well above the knee. He swallowed thickly.

"Perhaps you should spend your free time studying?" He croaked out, unable to stop staring at her.

"Perhaps…" She murmured, her voice almost hoarse as she stood up and moved to his side. He could only watch as she slid her ass onto his desk and pulled herself along so her tanned legs were flopped on either side of his chair and her sweet cunt was right near his face. He stared up into her piercing eyes as she flicked her hair away from her face.

"Taste me Will." She moaned, not breaking eye contact, he did though, glancing down and realising for the first time that she wasn't wearing any panties.

His cock strained in his pants and his mouth watered as he lowered his face and started to lap at her pink clit. He slipped two thick fingers into her smoothly as her lapped at her, working her with his fingers and his mouth, sucking hard when he realised she like a bit of pain. She yanked at his hair harshly and he saw her biting her hand as she tried not to scream out.

He came in his pants as she came in his mouth, both groaning quietly as they found their release.

"You'll need new pants." She commented wryly. He blushed and grabbed a napkin to dab at the stain.

"Will." She said firmly, gripping his chin and dragging his head up to face her, he met eyes and was shocked when she leaned and kissed him deeply. His cock twitched again at the thought that she was tasting herself. But then she slid off the desk, fixing her hair in a small mirror from her purse then heading for the door.

"Next time its your turn." She grinned wickedly and slammed the door.

He knew this was a dangerous game but he couldn't wait for Quinn to walk back through his door.