I Was Groped Once

Without consent, I mean. I sometimes had boyfriends do it playfully, but this incident was the first and, so far, only time it was done by a stranger. Well, not exactly a stranger.

It was the first day of summer. I was 16 and at a mall with a friend. I was wearing tighy red shorts and white sleeveless shirt. My friend went to the lady's room as I was checking out some T-shirts. There was nobody else close to me at first, but after a few minutes I heard somebody walk toward me. I didn't look up, I thought it was just another customer and that he will just walk past me. But then I felt somebody grope my ass. It definitely wasn't an accidental brush or touch; he grabbed me really hard, it almost hurt. I felt this sudden, strange rush of fear, but also an unexpected, pleasant feeling in my pussy.

I turned around immediately, but that was more of an instinct than anything. I wasn't going to say anything, let alone do anything. I was too shocked. And I was even more shocked when I saw my High school principal standing there. He seemed very surprised too. His eyes widened, his mouth agape. It was like he genuinely didn't expect *me*. He stared back at me for a few moments, then muttered something about being sorry and left.

Til this day, I don't know what he was expecting. Did he mistake me for somebody else? Or is he OK with groping teenage girls, as long as they are not his students?

My friend returned a minute later. I did my best to act normal. I wanted to tell her what had happened, but I was worried she would spread it around.

The shock wore off pretty quickly, but I thought about it a lot. Did I really turn him on so much he simply couldn't help but to reach out and touch me, knowing he could easily get in trouble? Was he only turned on by my cute, firm ass in those tight shorts, or my whole body? He was a grown man, he had probably had sex many times. Would *I* really have such an effect on him? What did he think about me? What did he want to do to me... with me? It was pretty intriguing, almost fun. I never felt like that before. Like I just uncovered something, or something awoke inside me.

I can only imagine how the principal felt for the rest of the summer break. He was probably worried I would report him to the police or the school board, or both. The first day of school, I saw him on the hallway. He tried to look away, but our eyes met. I smirked and winked at him. His face turned red and he quickly went to his office. Chicken.