Author: W Jason Scott
Title: Philmore Academy Naked in School Program - Chapter 7 -
Friday
Part: Chapter 7 of 11
Summary: Natalie Scott is selected to participate in the Naked in
School program at her new school, Philmore Academy
Keywords:  NIS, ff, Ff, mf, mmff, exhib, forced, humil, pett,
spank, strip, teen, voy

This story is dedicated to Karen Wagner, who created this genre
and encouraged other authors to use her theme.

Friday

The clock strikes six forty-five, the radio blares the latest
hip-hop song.  Natalie reaches over and hits the snooze.  She
rolls over and stretches as she replays the previous night in her
head.  She recalls running to the bathroom to wash off a couple
drops of blood and a whole lot of cum from between her legs, then
running downstairs to fix a quick bit to eat.  She sighs as she
remembers him making love to her again and again until both were
completely satiated.  Then they just laid in her bed for nearly
an hour, snuggling and kissing, before he had to go home.  They
were surprised to see Mr. Cavanaugh still waiting in the driveway
to take him home.

The radio starts blaring again; Natalie hits the off button and
crawls out of bed.  She jumps in the shower, washing off the
remnants of her night of passion.  She starts to think about the
day ahead.  She's looking forward for the program being over but
thankful for what the program has given her.

She finishes getting ready and heads out her bedroom door.  She
floats down the stairs and then turns into the kitchen.  Her
mother is waiting for her with open arms, and a bare chest.  She
jumps into her arm and gives her a big hug, a tear streams down
her cheek.

"Still sticking with the topless thing aren't you?"

"You better believe it.  I think we will have a bonfire tonight
and I'm going to throw all my bras in it."  They giggle.

"Thank you for giving us space last night."

"Something tells me it was going to happen whether we were here
or not.  We just didn't want you to be embarrassed by all the
screaming."

"I'm not a screamer." Natalie says in shock.

"Oh honey, we have to get your ears checked.  You may not realize
it, but you're a screamer.  You don't masturbate often, but when
you do, we are fully aware of what's going on."

"Oh god, I think I'm more embarrassed now than I have been all
week in the program.  I take it daddy heard me too."

"He just shakes his head and says, `like mother, like daughter'."

"Okay, now I can never look him in the eyes again."  They both
laugh.

"Here is something to eat on your way to school.  Have a great
day and don't forget to be a role model.  This is your last day.
Well, at least the last day you will be required to be naked. 
Something tells me this will not be the last day you go to school
naked."

"You're probably right.  I promised a few of my friends that I
would go naked with them on their first day to help them through
the worse part.  And of course, Matt will eventually get picked
and I will have to return the favor he did for me a couple times
this week."

******

"Good morning Mr. Cavanaugh."

"Good morning ma'am.  Are we heading directly to school ma'am?"

"Do you mind a little detour?  I told Matt we would pick him up
this morning."

"Not a problem ma'am, it would be my pleasure."

"Mr. Cavanaugh, I just want to say thank you again.  I'm going to
miss you."

"I will be available anytime you need me; pending your father's
approval of course."

The car pulls up to Matt's house.  Natalie had not seen it
before; Mr. Cavanaugh had always dropped him off alone.  The
house was nearly as big as hers and equally as ornate.  She
notices the door open, but instead of Matt coming out, she sees a
little girl run out the door followed by two adults.

"Okay, I wasn't prepared for a meet and greet with his family"
her inner voice exclaims.  "I am so glad I decided to wear a bra
and underwear this morning."

She sees Matt in tow, shaking his head.  As they approach the
car, Mr. Cavanaugh opens the door for Natalie.

"Sorry Natalie, they insisted on meeting you.  I told them it
could have waited until this weekend."

"No problem, it's only fair that I meet your family since you've
met mine."

"This is my little pain-in-the-butt sister, Megan, my mom, Debbie
and my dad, William."

"Please call me Bill," he interrupted.  "I work for your father;
he is a pleasure to work with.  He takes this whole nudity
movement quite serious, it still shocks me when I see him walking
down the halls buck naked."  He laughs.

"I am glad to say that I have not witnessed that for myself yet,
but I know that eventful day will soon come."

"He and I have been chatting quite a bit about you lately,
especially since you two have hooked up."

"Hooked up?  What exactly has he been saying about me, us?" 
Natalie's inner voice screams, "I hope my father hasn't told him
I'm a screamer!"

"All good things, of course," he replies.  "Mostly about the
impact you've made on the school with this Naked in School
Program.  I have to say I had my doubts about it, but based on
what I am hearing, this program has some merit."

"Thank you Mr. Stewart.  I had my doubts too, but it's working
because of respectable young men like Matt here." she hugs his
arm.  "He's obviously had good parenting."  They all laugh.

"Well, we don't want to keep you," Debbie interrupts.  "We hope
Matthew can convince you to come for a visit this weekend.  We'd
love to have you for dinner Saturday night.  Your parents are
welcome to come as well.  We'll send them an invitation unless
you have any objections."

"Tomorrow night would be fine, and you are more than welcome to
send an invitation to my parents.  Just a bit of a warning
though, my mother is going through a topless phase right now.  I
can't guarantee she will come fully dressed."

Matthew's mother chimes in, "I wouldn't expect her to, nor would
I want to be the only one appropriately dressed for the
occasion," she giggles.

"God Mom," Matt interjects.  "I should have warned you Natalie
that our Moms have a lot in common."

Natalie blushes as she gives everyone a hug.  Matt gives his
mother a peck on the cheek, and then they hop in the car and head
to school.

******

After dropping Matt off at the main entrance, Mr. Cavanaugh
drives around to the back entrance to drop off Natalie.  Natalie
sees Jack waiting by the door; the first warning bell is going to
ring at any moment.

"Sorry Jack, we got sidetracking talking with Matt's family this
morning."

"No problem, we will just have to do another quick strip and go.
No time for your fancy strip show this morning."

"Sure no problem, Matt saw enough of me last night anyway." 
Natalie gives Jack a devilish smile.

"Oh really, was last night the big night?"

"Yes, it was big alright," Natalie chuckles.

Jack squeals and gives Natalie a big hug, "I hope it was a
magical evening."

"It couldn't have been any better.  I don't know why all the
girls say the first time always hurts.  They must not have had a
wonderful, caring partner like mine."

"I'll let you tell me more about it later, we have to get going."

"You seem to be in an awful rush this morning?" Natalie
questions.  "First period doesn't start for fifteen minutes.  We
have plenty of time."  Just then a light bulb went off in
Natalie's head, she tried not to give away that she was on to
him.

They quickly undress, as Natalie drops her clothes into the bin,
she turns and gives Dean Larson a big hug.  Dean Larson looks
bewildered as she walks off the stage towards the exit.

"What was that for Miss Scott?" he asks.

"Sorry Dean Larson, I'm just in a hugging mood this morning.  And
you deserved another one for yesterday."

Dean Larson just smiles as he watches Natalie float off the
stage.  He mumbles under his breath, "One less virgin in the
world, if I had to guess."

Natalie heads down the hall towards her locker, Jack peels off in
the other direction towards his class.  She is greeted by many of
her fellow students, and a couple of her girlfriends stop her
just to chat.  Without saying anything, the girls simultaneously
figured out why she is beaming.  The squeals could have shattered
a window if they were standing near one.

After a bit more gabbing Natalie stops at her locker to organize
her backpack for her morning classes.  She deliberately avoids
looking around, she just focuses on her books.  She patiently
waits, but then she remembers he usually strikes right after she
closes her locker door.  She finishes stuffing the last of her
books in her backpack and steps back to close the door.

"Have you been waiting for me?  You seem to be taking longer than
usual to pack your bag."

"Matt?  What are you doing here?"  Natalie recognizes his voice,
it wasn't disguised.  She turns around quickly.

"You sound disappointed to see me.  Were you hoping I was someone
else?"

"No, I'm glad it's you.  I was missing you already.  But, I was
hoping to put an end to you and your mystery man's little games
once and for all."

"Sorry to disappoint you but I believe he's a little tied up this
morning.  He was hoping to run into you a little later though."

"Great, now I have to watch my back all day.  I have to run into
the little boy's room before class.  I'll see you at lunch." 
Natalie gives Matt a kiss and jumps into the bathroom.  She
closes the stall door and sits down to pee.  As she finishes she
starts to open the stall door when all of a sudden the bathroom
goes dark.

"Hey, I'm in here.  Turn the light back on," Natalie yells.

"Miss Scott, this is the Philmore PD, I will need you to come out
of that stall."

"Oh come on, can't I at least go pee in peace."  Natalie steps
out of the stall.  She can see a shadow, but cannot make out any
identifiable features.  The voice is disguised as it had the
previous times.

"Please turn around and stand next to the sink.  Put your hands
on the counter and spread your legs.  Don't move until instructed
to."  He puts a hand on her back, guiding her into position. 
"Natalie, I respectfully request that I be allowed to frisk you
to ensure you are not carrying any contraband."

"Obviously you haven't heard the new rules of the program.  You
cannot make a request without making a personal connection first.
 You have to get to know me before I have to let you touch me."

"Well, I know you are no longer a virgin.  Is that personal
enough?"

"That might border on creepy, but I will allow it.  So tell me,
how would you know that?  I've only told a very select group of
friends."

"First off you did it with Matt Stewart.  Guys will talk, even
your guy.  And second, you told three girls in the hallway and
girls like to gossip more than boys do.  I suspect that your
secret will be known school-wide by lunch time."

"I suppose you're right.  Okay, since you have fulfilled the
requirement for making a reasonable request I grant you
permission to frisk me for contraband...under one condition."

"I am not aware of a rule that allows reasonable requests to be
conditional, but I'm listening."

"Before you start, I want to guess who you are.  If I am correct
then instead of you frisking me, I will frisk you.  And as an
added bonus, I will leave you right at the edge of an orgasm like
you have done to me several times this week.  What do you say?"

"Interesting proposal, but what do I get if you guess wrong?"

"Um, if I guess wrong then I will allow a one-finger, not very
deep, cavity search.  And I am not talking in my ass."

"Well that doesn't sound bad, but I have a counter offer.  Just
to see how confident you are, I want to raise the stakes a
little.  How about, if you guess wrong I get to fuck you."

Natalie gasps.  "Well, that puts a new twist on all this."

"So, how confident are you now?"

"I'm pretty confident; I've made a lot of observation that
narrows it down to just one person."

"And what observations have you made?"

"Well, for starters, you have never touched me with anything but
your hands.  You haven't ever touched me with your body."

"Are you forgetting about Wednesday?"

"Wednesday?"  Natalie pauses as she thinks back to being frisked
a couple days earlier.  "Oh god, you did lean against me when you
pushed me into the locker.  I could feel your cock through your
pants.  You were wearing clothes; you shouldn't have been wearing
clothes."

"So you think I am one of the program participants.  Which one;
Brad, Damian, Jack or Phil?"

"Definitely not Phil, he has small hands.  Yours are bigger.  And
definitely not Damian, he has huge basketball player hands."

"So it's narrowed down to Brad or Jack.  Brad the senior hunk or
Jack the gay kid."

"He's bisexual, but god you're right, Jack's into guys right
now."  She pauses to think, "No, no, no, he said he'd be crazy to
pass up the opportunity to touch a pretty girl."

"And you still haven't explained the clothes.  What makes you
think it's not Matt, he never seemed to be very far away when you
were getting frisked."

"But Matt said you would be one of the few that I might allow a
cavity search."

"So, that still doesn't rule Matt out.  You certainly would allow
him a cavity search and if the rumors are true, you did last
night.  It also doesn't eliminate the other two program
participants.  You would probably allow both of them to do a
cavity search wouldn't you?"

Natalie huffs.  "You have me all confused now."

"If you want my identity, then you need to agree to my
counterproposal."

Natalie huffs.  "I was one-hundred percent sure until you threw
in the clothing thing from Wednesday.  So, you're telling me it
was you that frisked me every day?"

"I don't recall admitting to that."

"So it wasn't just you that frisked me this week?" Natalie had
concern in her voice.

"Agree to my counterproposal and I will answer your question."

"Oh god, are you sure you're not Matt's twin brother, because you
are as frustrating as he is."  She pauses, "Okay, I agree to your
counterproposal.  How many people frisked me this week?"

"There has been more than one." the male voice answers.

"More than one, that doesn't help.  Is it more than two?"

"I'm only saying there is more than one.  You're on your own from
there."

Natalie bangs her head against the counter.  She thinks back to
each of the encounters trying to remember key elements that will
help her make a decision.  Natalie's inner voice questions, "Do I
go with my gut, or could it be one of the other two boys?"

"Come on, hurry up, we are running out of time, the bell is going
to ring any second.  If you guess wrong I want some time to give
you a good fucking.  So, who do you think I am?"

"Okay, give me a second.  I have to play this out in my head
again."  She thinks for a second.  "Jack?"

He takes outs whatever was in his mouth disguising his voice and
speaks, "Nope, sorry, that is incorrect.  Bend over, here it
comes."

"Jack, it is you."  Natalie turns around and slaps him on the
chest.  "You are such a brat.  So, let me guess, Matt was the one
that frisked me on Wednesday since he had clothes on.  Did Brad
ever frisk me?"

"When Matt saw me do it on Tuesday, he wanted a piece of the
action.  He begged me to let him have a turn.  And no, Brad never
was part of the game, but I had you second guessing yourself
didn't I?"

"Tuesday, I was still a wreck on Tuesday.  Why would my support
partner take advantage of me?"

"You said it yourself; I'd be crazy to pass up the opportunity to
touch a sexy woman.  Besides, I believe I did only what you
allowed me to do, nothing more.  I don't think I was taking
advantage of you; if anything I was showing you one of the many
pleasures the program has to offer."

"You are definitely Matt's twin brother - so frustrating."

"No, but we did debate who was going to frisk you today.  I
ultimately won because I had the two-to-one advantage."

The bell rings.

"We better get going, we don't want to be late for class" Jack
says.

"Wait hold on, I won the bet.  I get to frisk you."

"No time, you can frisk me after first period."

"Actually we have Geometry together for second period.  The first
five minutes of class you are mine.  And you need to promise me
you will not seek relief in first period.  I want you all keyed
up, you owe me."

"Okay, I promise.  I'll see you in Geometry."  They hug as Jack
pushes Natalie to the exit.  "Look to see if anyone is in the
hall.  I'm not supposed to be in here."

"Okay."  Natalie peeks out the door, she only sees students
running to get to class.  "The coast is clear - GO."

******

Natalie runs down the hall, turning into English class.  She
stops in her tracks.  "Mrs. Perry!  Or should I say Mistress
Perry.  That's an interesting outfit and jewelry you're wearing
today."

Mrs. Perry stands at the front of the class, she is topless
again.  She's wearing leather pants and stiletto boots with six
inch heels.  She has a clamp on each of her nipples and a chain
connecting the two clamps.  She is tapping the palm of her hand
with a leather crop.

"Welcome Natalie, glad you could finally make it," she looks up
at the clock indicating her tardiness.  "I hope you have thought
about our discussion on Wednesday and that you have come prepared
to share your special moment."

"Oh god, I almost forgot about that.  Um...sure, why not."

Mrs. Perry looks at Natalie's reaction, she senses something
amiss.  "You act as if this will not be your first time.  Have
you shared your special moment with another class already?"  Mrs.
Perry asks.

"Actually, in Art class, but it was only nine kids in class, this
would be a much larger class, not quite as intimate as that class
was."  Natalie looks over the class and sees both Matt and Sarah
sitting in their usual seats.  "Plus a couple individuals in
class have had private screenings of the special moment."

"Well, I wish I was going to be your first, but I am glad that
you were able to finally open up.  It is still your choice; I
can't require you to do it.  If you are still willing to share
you will have to ask for relief before I start class.  If you
decide not to, then I will just go on with today's lesson."

"Dressed like that?" Natalie asks.

"Why not?  This is actually more comfortable than it looks." 
Mrs. Perry looks down at her special jewelry, "Well, I guess I am
just used to it," she laughs.

Natalie puts down her towel and takes a seat.  Mrs. Perry steps
to her desk and puts down the crop.  She grabs a piece of paper
and turns around.  Natalie has her hand in the air.

"Yes Natalie."

"Mistress Perry I am requesting relief as available to me in the
program rules."

"Yes Natalie, you are allowed to request relief before the start
of any class.  However, educators have the option to require
relief to be performed in the class room rather than sending you
off to the restroom.  I am exercising that right.  If you still
want relief, then you can pull your chair up to the front of the
class and take your relief."

"Yes Mistress Perry, I will take relief at the front of the
class."

"Would you like assistance or will you be relieving yourself?" 
Mrs. Perry looks over the room as nearly every boy in the class
already had their hands raised.

Natalie turns around and sees all the eager faces.  She blushes
as she sees Matt with his hand up, nearly jumping out of his
chair.  "I will leave it at your discretion Mistress Perry."

"Very well Natalie, please pull up a chair to the front of the
room."

Natalie grabs her chair and drags it to the front of the
classroom.  She sits down as Mrs. Perry comes up behind her; she
has a mask in her hand.  Natalie looks puzzled as Mrs. Perry puts
it over her eyes.

"Can you see anything Natalie?"

"No Mistress."

"Good.  Please begin."

Natalie leans back and spreads her legs.  She hears whistling and
cat calls from the class.  She closes her legs in embarrassment,
but only briefly.  She reaches between her legs, the sensations
of being blindfolded immediately cause dampness to form in her
pussy.  She slides her finger between the folds and eases her
finger into her vagina.  She spreads the flowing wetness to the
rest of her pussy, stroking her clit a couple times.  Her body
jerks each time she makes contact with her clit, as her breathing
starts to labor.  She hears the pitter-patter of several steps
approach her chair and senses a presence surrounding her.

"I've asked the class to circle around you.  You can't see them,
but they are all standing around you.  They want to experience
this close up."  Mrs. Perry whispers in her ear.

Natalie gasps.

"As you get closer, I will allow them to touch you, but only your
body.  They will not touch you between your legs.  That is yours
and only yours.  Nod if you are okay with that."

Natalie nods.  She takes a deep breath.

"I have another set of my special jewelry.  You seem to like them
so much I would love to put them on you.  Nod if it is okay with
that."

Natalie pauses, her breathing nearly stops.  She is rubbing her
labia, being careful not to focus too much attention on her clit.
 She nods.

Natalie feels the cold steel as Mrs. Perry lays the chain on her
chest.  She feels Mrs. Perry pinch her nipple with her fingers to
make it stiff.  Natalie feels a coldness clamp down on her
nipple.  The pressure continues to build as she senses the clamp
tightening.

"Yellow, Mistress."

The pressure stays constant as she feels Mrs. Perry releases the
clamp.  She then feels Mrs. Perry pinch her other nipple with her
fingers; quickly the cold steel clamps down on her.  The pressure
builds on her nipple equal to the first clamp.  She feels a
slight tug as the chain is attached to the two clamps.  She feels
her nipples pulled again as the chain is released and the weight
of the chain and clamp pulls down on her nipples.

Natalie inserts a finger inside herself to transfer more moisture
to her fingers.  She rubs her labia with the slickness of her
juices, stroking her clit more often.  Natalie feels the first
hand on her inner thigh; it is warm as it gently rubs in small
circles.  She gasps as she feels a second hand on her other
thigh.  This hand is softer and smaller, most likely a girl's
hand.  It too starts to rubs in small circles on her inner
thighs, just below her pussy.

Every few seconds another hand touches her body, they touch her
breasts, her arms, her shoulders; each contact bringing her
closer to her climax.  She feels someone tug on the chain,
bringing a burning sensation to her nipples.  She gasps as the
chain is released.

Natalie hears Mrs. Perry whisper to the students but she couldn't
make out the words.  Suddenly she feels two teens lean in next to
her face.  They pull her hair back exposing her ears.  Natalie
focuses all of her attention on her clit as she feels lips
approaching her earlobes.  The first nibble forces a moan, a very
load moan.

"Natalie, stop rubbing your clit," Mrs. Perry breaks the silence
of the moment with her stern demand.  Natalie pauses, but with
her finger still on her clit.  "I don't want you to cum yet.  I
want you to prolong the pleasure.  I want you to focus on the
sensation given to you by your classmates."

As she listens to Mrs. Perry's instructions, she feels the hands
touching her to gently rub her entire body.  Natalie moans in
protest of not being able to stroke her clit.  The two teens
nibbling on her ears alternate between softly blowing in her ear,
licking her ear and then back to nibbling again.

"Put your fingers in your pussy again, stroke your g-spot," Mrs.
Perry demands.  "I'll tell you when you can touch your clit
again.  I want you to feel all the sensations coursing throughout
your body."

Natalie does as she is told as she feels the fingers on her inner
thigh slowly rubbing closer and closer to her pussy.  The fingers
still refrain from touching her sex, though the heat can be felt
in her smoothly shaved vulva.  She feels the girl's soft hands
doing the same on the opposite side.  Natalie grabs the hand and
puts the finger towards her clit.

"Pleeeease." Natalie moans; the word barely audible.

"Natalie, are you sure you want someone else to touch you?  If
you can't hold off any longer, then I give you permission to
finish yourself off."

"Help me," is all Natalie could get out of her mouth as she pulls
the hand onto her clit.  The fingers stop resisting and the girl
starts stoking her clit, fast and hard.  Natalie sticks her own
fingers deep into her vagina.  She lets out a loud scream as her
orgasm ravishes her body.  The hands all over her body press hard
on her skin to hold her down in her chair, the resistance making
the climax even more intense.

As Natalie crashes back to reality, she slowly feels the hands
and mouths one by one being removed from her body.  She could
hear them returning to their seats.  Mrs. Perry puts her hands on
Natalie's shoulder and pauses.  After a few seconds she reaches
up and removes the blindfold.  All the teens have returned to
their seats. She does not know who was touching her where or
who's hand helped her get off.  Natalie looks down at the clamps
still applied to her nipples and then looks up to Mrs. Perry.

"Sorry Natalie, but you gave me permission to put them on.  That
means I get to tell you when they come off."  Natalie gives her a
pout as she returns her seat back into the front row and sits
back down.

Mrs. Perry steps back and addresses the class.  "First off thank
you Natalie for sharing this very personal moment with us.  I
think the entire class appreciates it."  She gets several
confirmations from the class.  Natalie blushes when she hears
Matt yell out "Amen to that!"

"This leads us into today's lesson.  In a minute I will be
distributing to everyone a copy of the book titled, `Lolita' by
Vladimir Nabokov.  This book was controversial in its time and is
still banned in many countries today.  It's a novel about a
middle-aged man having a sexual relationship with a twelve year
old girl.  Its controversy is further enhanced by the fact that
the narrator, the middle aged man, depicts the sexual acts as
romantic and not an act of immorality.  Society is much more
relaxed on sexuality than it was in 1958; though a relationship
of this sort would still be considered taboo today."

Mrs. Perry grabs the crop from her desk and walks towards
Natalie.  Natalie cannot take her eyes off the clamps and chain
attached to her nipples.  Though they are not painful, they are
causing a constant throb that is bordering on irritating.  She's
more amazed that Mrs. Perry seems unfazed by them even though
they are bouncing and swaying as she walks about the front of the
classroom.

Mrs. Perry walks up to Natalie and places the crop on her chest,
she slides the crop just under the chain and slowly lifts.  The
chain slowly pulls away from her body, pulling the clamps and her
nipples along with them.  Mrs. Perry looks into Natalie's eyes
waiting for a signal.

"Yellow Mistress," Natalie pleads as she grips the edges of her
desk; her knuckles turning white.  Mrs. Perry doesn't stop
pulling away.  Natalie's breasts are lifting along with her
nipples, as they are stretched to their limits.

"RED Mistress."

Mrs. Perry drops the chain immediately.  "Not bad.  I expected
you to signal much sooner."

"Did that have anything to do with the book, Mistress Perry?"
Natalie asks.

"No, that was for my own pleasure.  Sorry."  Several giggles
could be heard from the class as Natalie puts her hands on her
breast trying to relieve the burning.

"Uh uh, not covering your body, you know the rules."  Mrs. Perry
says with an evil grin on her face.  She addresses the class
again, "Your assignment will be to read the first ten chapters
over the weekend and we will discuss on Monday.  I will give you
a chance to get a head start by using the rest of the class time
to begin your reading."

Mrs. Perry pulls up a box full of the books.  "Natalie, would you
be so kind to distribute the books to each individual."

"Yes Mistress Perry."  Natalie stands up and grabs a stack of
books and makes her way towards the first row of teens.

"And Natalie, while you're handing out the books, would you
please allow each student the opportunity to feel how wet you are
right now."

"Mrs... I mean Mistress Perry; you want me to do what?"

"I believe you heard me clearly.  You allowed one teen to feel
you wetness, why shouldn't everyone else get the same
opportunity?  I believe the new personal connection rule has been
met by today's performance so I don't see how you could object."

"Yes Mistress."  Natalie stopped at each desk and turned toward
her classmate.  She spreads her legs slightly while handing them
a book.  Nearly all the boys slid their fingers across her slit,
and even a couple girls did as well.

When Natalie reaches Sarah's desk, she pauses and takes a deep
breath.  She slowly spreads her legs and hands Sarah her book. 
"Only a feel, nothing more," Natalie demands.  Sarah looks up and
gives her a devilish grin as she simply reaches between her legs
and slides across her slit.

"Thank you Natalie."  Sarah says.  Natalie was puzzled by the way
she said thank you, like it was for more than just the
opportunity to feel her wetness.

Natalie continues on to the rest of the class.  She blushes as
she feels the wetness build as each teen, one by one, touch her
sex.  She grabs her last stack of books and heads for the last
row of seats.  After stopping at each desk, she finally reaches
the last desk, Matt's desk.  She turns and spreads her legs and
gives Matt his book.

"I like your new jewelry; it gives me a good idea on what to get
you for your birthday."

"That's not funny."  Natalie starts to reach up, but knows any
contact with them will just shoot another bolt of pain into her
nipples.  She looks down at her pussy, "Same goes for you, only a
feel, nothing more.  You'll get an opportunity to do more later."

"I can't wait."

"I can see that."  Natalie looks down noticing a huge bulge
between legs.  "I hope you didn't mind everyone touching me or
that they witnessed my orgasm."

"Mind?  I wish we could do that again right now.  Not only is
this what the program is designed for, but I have a feeling that
I will benefit from it later."  Matt laughs.

"Oh you better believe it.  Hey, speaking of that, I was thinking
of inviting all the program participants over to my house after
school for a pool party.  It's really warm out today.  You
obviously are invited as well."

"Will this be a naked pool party?" he asks obviously knowing the
answer.

"There is an outside possibility that bathing suits will be
optional."  She giggles, "Unfortunately, my parents will probably
participate as well. EW!"

"I would be honored to be the only non-program participant to
attend your pool party."

Natalie heads back toward her desk.  She looks back, "Who said
you would be the only one?"

Natalie starts to walk back to her desk.  She pauses and turns
around.  "And don't think you are not out of the woods on this
whole contraband frisking thing.  Jack is going to get his
payback in the next class, you will get yours later."

Matt starts to open his mouth, but Natalie turns and heads back
to her seat.  She wants him to fret over the potential punishment
coming his way.  As she sits, she tries to read her book, but
couldn't concentrate on the story.  Instead she could do nothing
more than replay in her head the activities at the start of
class.

The bell rings.

Natalie walks over to Mrs. Perry.  "Red, Mistress Perry." 
Natalie looks down at the clamps on her nipples.

"Very well Natalie.  I was hoping you would want to keep those on
for the rest of the day."

"I thought you might say that.  I can't say that I didn't enjoy
your class this week, but I don't think I am a submissive." 
Natalie winces as she takes the first clamp off, then the second.
 "I think I prefer to be the one in control."

"Well, I'm glad that you were able to open up and decide what
your preference in this area.  Tell me, do you think you would
have learned that if you weren't selected into the program?"

"I don't think I would have learned that if I wasn't in your
class Mistress Perry."

"I suppose you're right.  I hope when you look back at this week
and find that this was a positive experience and not a negative
one."

"It was definitely a positive one Mrs. Perry.  Thank you for
pushing me.  My limits were far beyond where I thought they
were."  Natalie turns to grab her backpack and towel.  She walks
towards the door then pauses.  "Mrs. Perry, can I ask you a
favor?"  Mrs. Perry looks up at her.  "Could I borrow that crop
and blindfold?  I'd like to explore what it's like to be in your
shoes and I just might have an opportunity to use them in my next
class."  Mrs. Perry smiles and nods her approval.  Natalie grabs
the items and stuffs them into her backpack as she runs out the
door.

******

Natalie turns out of the classroom and down the hallway towards
her next class.  She takes no more than two steps down the hall.

"NATALIE!"

Natalie freezes as she looks up to the ceiling. "Not now Sarah,"
her inner voice says dejectedly.

"Hi Sarah, didn't I just see you in class.  You felt me up when I
gave you your book, what can you possibly want now."

"Natalie, I just have to say that was one of the hardest orgasms
I've ever seen someone have.  I'm just glad I could offer some
assistance."

"Assistance?  Don't tell me that was you who helped me.  I should
have known; those fingers seemed to know what they were doing." 
Natalie giggles.  "So what do you want now Sarah?"

"I just can't get enough of you.  I was just hoping you had time
for a reasonable request, possibly bordering on discretionary,
and even maybe work its way into unreasonable."  Sarah says with
a giggle.

"Sarah, all I have time for is a reasonable request.  I have some
unfinished business with Jack in Geometry and I don't want to be
late for class."

"Okay, Natalie, I reasonable request that you allow me to lick
your clit."

"Sarah, that is not reasonable.  You know you wouldn't be able to
do that without stimulating me and I don't have time for that
right now."

"So, you're not turning me down because of the nature of the
request, but because of the availability of time."  Natalie
started to speak, but Sarah stopped her.  "Okay, I just want to
taste you again.  Can I at least rub your slit one more time so I
can get another taste of you?  And I know the rule; I won't put
my fingers inside you."

"Sarah you have made a reasonable request so I must accept." 
Sarah approaches and cups her pussy, Natalie whispered, "Sarah,
if you are quick, and don't get me worked up, you can finger me.
There is nothing in the way anymore, if you know what I mean."

Sarah's smile nearly lights up the entire hallway.  She quickly
realizes that Natalie is referring to her lost virginity.  She
leans back and looks Natalie in the eyes.  Natalie smiles and
nods in a way that confirms her suspicion.  Sarah gives her a big
hug with one arm, not wanting to remove her hand from Natalie's
slit.

"Congratulation, I hope it was wonderful," Sarah said as she
slowly slid her middle finger deep into Natalie's vagina.  She
slowly stroked it a couple times before sliding her finger out
and lifting it into her mouth.

"Yes, it was absolutely wonderful.  You really should try it, you
might like it."  Natalie chuckles as she gives Sarah a light push
away and then runs toward class.  "Oh Sarah, I almost forgot. 
Pool party at my place after school, you're invited.  See me at
lunch for details."

******

Natalie turns into the classroom; she scans the room but could
not see Jack anywhere.  She stops and chats with a couple friends
while keeping her eye on the door waiting for Jack to arrive. 
Within a minute Jack walks through the door.

"There you are.  Where have you been?  I thought you were going
to try to skip out on our bet."

"No, I had to fight off some reasonable requests.  And before you
ask, no I have not had relief.  I am a man of my word."

"I know you are."  Natalie gives Jack a hug.  "So, you will have
to ask for relief before class starts.  Then ask that I assist
you.  I will then take it from there."

"Okay, but how bad are you going to torture me?"

"As bad as you and Matt have tortured me this week.  Combined!"

"I was afraid of that."

Mr. Thomas rises from his desk.  He tries to get everyone to
their seat.  Jack sits down waiting for Mr. Thomas to look his
way.  He raises his hand.

"Mr. Thomas, I am requesting relief as available to me in the
rules of the program."

"Okay, would you like to go to the restroom or would you like to
give the class a show?" Mr. Thomas asks.

Jack looks over at Natalie.  "I would like to go to the restroom
and I would also request assistance from Natalie."

Natalie interrupts, "Actually Mr. Thomas, it is up to you to pick
whether it is in the classroom or not.  I think it would be worth
the class's time if you required the relief in the classroom."

Jack turns to Natalie with a look of horror on his face.  Mr.
Thomas looked puzzled as he turns back to Jack.  "She is right
Jack, it is my option.  I have a feeling that the class would
like to see this.  If you still want relief, then I would ask
that you set yourself up at the front of the class."

Jack could see no way out of the situation, "Yes Mr. Thomas, I
will take relief in the classroom."

As Jack pulls his chair to the front of the classroom Natalie
pulls Mr. Thomas aside.  Jack could not hear what she was telling
him, but he is sure that she is giving him a run down on the bet
he lost.

"Okay, as you know, I am only allowed to give you five minutes,"
Mr. Thomas announces.  "The clock starts now."

Jack stands and puts his hands on the back of his chair.  Natalie
goes over to her backpack and pulls out the blindfold.  Jack
mouth opens in shock as he sees what she is about to do.  The
room goes dark as Natalie places the blindfold over his eyes.

Jack hears ruffling of foil as Natalie grabs his cock.  He feels
coolness on the tip of his cock and then feels her roll a condom
over his stiffening erection.  Natalie leans up against Jack, her
bare mound pressing against his ass; his cock jumps to full
attention.  She reaches between his legs and grabs his cock,
giving it a couple strokes.  She then places her hands on his
side and gently rubs his muscular ribcage, working her way up to
his chest.  She finds his nipples and massages them with her
fingertips until they become stiff.  She reached down with one
hand again and gives his cock a couple more strokes.

"You really aren't going to play fair are you?" Jack asks in a
whisper.

Natalie does not respond.  She continues to rub his nipples,
ensuring they stay hard.  She leans forward letting her bare
breasts rest on his back.  He gasps as he enjoys the sensation of
her hard nipples pressed against him.  Natalie starts to slide
down his back, her nipples scraping a trail down either side of
his spine.  Jack lets out a moan as his entire body starts to
shiver.

Natalie proceeds slowly, rubbing her hands over his firm ass
cheeks, her thumbs working their way between the cheeks brushing
against his anus.  She could see his cock twitch each time she
touches his hole.  She slides down and pats down one leg, coming
back up and grabs his cock.  She tugs on it just once and then
repeats the pat down on the other leg.  As she comes up she grabs
his cock and gives it another tug.

Natalie looks over to Mr. Thomas.  He raises three fingers,
indicating three minutes left.  She smiles and nods.

"Do not move, I will be right back," Natalie whispers in Jack's
ear.  She steps away and walks over to her backpack.  She reaches
in and pulls out the crop.  She stands up and faces the class. 
She puts her finger over her lips as she shows the class what she
has.  The class does their best to stay quiet, but a few oohs and
aahs slip out.

Natalie returns to Jack.  She puts her foot on the inside of
Jack's leg and gives it a light kick.  Jack widens his stance. 
She does the same with the other leg and he widens his stance
further.  She places the crop on his back and slowly slides it
down the bumps in his back.

"What is that?" Jack asks.

Natalie again does not answer.  She steps to his side, puts a
hand on his back and draws back the crop.

WHACK!

Jack stiffens but Natalie presses down on his back keeping him
from standing.

"Okay, I know I've been a bad boy, but I didn't think it
warranted spankings."  The class laughs, still no response from
Natalie.

WHACK!

Natalie reaches around and grabs Jack's cock and gives it a
little squeeze.  She can feel it twitch in her hand.

WHACK!

She squeezes lightly again and then let's go of his cock.  He
gasps again.  Natalie can see sweat beads forming on Jack's
forehead.  She looks at Mr. Thomas again, he puts up two fingers.
 She raises one finger back to him, he nods.

"Jack and Natalie, you have one minute left.  I would suggest you
finish up or you will be left without relief."

Jack whimpers as Natalie turns the crop sideways and slides it
down the crack of his ass.  She slides it forward so that it rubs
against his sack and then forward again to rub the length of the
underside of his cock.  His cock twitches again.  Natalie pulls
back and gives a small tap to his balls with the crop.  He jerks,
not from pain, but from the sudden tingle.

"On a scale of one to ten how close are you Jack?" Natalie asks.

"Eight."

"Thirty-seconds left."  Mr. Thomas announces.

"Tell me when you are at nine.  Natalie grabs the base his cock
and gives it a gently squeeze.  She then slowly slides the length
until she holds just the head and gives it another squeeze.  She
repeats again, starting at the base.  As she reaches the head
Jack announces nine.

"Fifteen seconds.  Time is running out."

WHACK!

Natalie gives him one more snap of the crop across his ass as she
releases his cock.  She reaches around and puts the crop against
his mouth.

"Open."

Jack opens his mouth and she shoves the crop into his mouth. 
Natalie leans up against him, pressing her mound and her tits
against Jack's backside.  She reaches around and grabs his
nipples again, giving them another squeeze and twist.  She turns
and nods to Mr. Thomas.

"TIME!" Mr. Thomas announces.

"Oh, I'm sorry Jack, did I take too long?"  She reaches around
and pulls the crop out of his mouth and yanks the blindfold off.
She returns to her seat and puts the items back in her backpack.
Jack just pouts as he stumbles back to his desk.

"Oh, she did not just do that," one of the boys in the class
yells out.

Mr. Thomas steps forward.  "Let me tell you that this was a
result of a bet that Jack lost to Natalie.  Now I don't know the
full details, but all I will say is that you boys may want to
think twice about betting with Miss Scott here.  The price of the
wager may just be a bit too steep."  The class laughs.  "Now, can
we get back to actually learning Geometry?"

The remainder of the class was relatively normal.  Mr. Thomas had
several students solving problems on the board.  He jokingly
asked Jack if he would like to assist him in solving a problem on
the board.  Jack pleaded with him to show him some mercy.  The
class continued to laugh as did Natalie every time Mr. Thomas
asked for Jack's assistance at the board.

The bell rang just as Mr. Thomas finished explaining how to solve
the last problem on the board.  As the teens start to gather
their books and head towards the exit, Jack jumps out of his
seat.  He grabs his cock and runs for the exit.

"OUT OF MY WAY - I HAVE AN EMERGENCY!" Jack yells, the class
nearly rolling in the aisles.

Natalie yells to Jack, doubtful that he hears her, "Don't forget
our bet, you can't relieve yourself.  Someone has to offer to do
it for you."

******

Natalie heads out of the classroom.  As she walks up the hallway
she tries to decide if she wants to work on homework in the study
hall room or go to the library.  Though she is getting pretty
comfortable with being naked in front of her peers, she still
enjoys a bit of solitude the library offers.  She decides to head
to the library.

As she approaches the library she sees Dean Larson walking
towards her.  He waves to her indicating he wants to speak to
her.

"Hi Dean Larson, how are you doing?"

"I'm doing fine Miss Scott; do you have a couple minutes?"

"Sure, I just have study hall.  I only have a little bit of
homework I'd like to get out of the way before the weekend."

"I won't take too much of your time, we can find a quiet place to
talk in the library.  After you Miss Scott," he says as he waves
her in the library.

"You want me to go first just so you can look at my butt, don't
you Dean Larson," Natalie jokes.

"I've seen enough of your butt this week Miss Scott.  I know
where every freckle is located."

"Dean Larson!" she says in mock surprise.

"You know that I have nothing but the utmost respect for you Miss
Scott."

"Yes, I know Dean Larson.  But I also know you are a man and most
men cannot pass up the chance to look at a naked girl.  I want
you to know that I don't mind you looking at me."

"Well thank you Natalie, that leads me to what I wanted to talk
to you about."

"Dean Larson?"

"Yes, it appears your father, maybe both of your parents, wants
to run this program."

"My parents? Now what are they up to?"

"Your father is offering another large sum of money to put
someone at the top of the list for the program next week.  He
tried to talk me into putting you through the program again, but
I told him I had no legal ground to make you repeat the program.
You haven't done anything that would be remotely considered
against the rules."

"Well thank you Dean Larson.  Though I promised a few of my
friends I would help them through the tough first day, I really
have no interest in repeating a full week again.  I can only
guess why they would want me to go through this again, but I
don't think I need to be naked to continue to be a role model."

"I agree one hundred percent.  So, was one the friends you
promised to help happen to be Mr. Stewart?"

"Matt?  Why would my father want to bribe the committee into
putting Matt through the program?"

"I'm not sure exactly, but he said something about corporate
sponsorship for the Academy's baseball team.  He was even able to
get the Program Committee to hold a special meeting to reconsider
the participants for next week."

"Corporate sponsorship?"  Natalie pauses for a second, thinking.
"Oh, I get it.  Matt's father works for my father.  I bet his
parents want to get him into the program and is just using my
father's company to grease the skids, as they say."

"Okay, that kind of makes sense; I was hoping that he wasn't
trying to do this as some sort of punishment or to try to break
you two up.  I think you two make a great couple."

"No, my father has no issues with me dating Matt.  Our fathers
are real good friends beyond just their work relationship.  I am
sure they want to put Matt into the program for the same reason
they wanted to put me in.  Although he is already an established
role model being the captain of the baseball team, I'm not sure
how much more of role model he can be."

"Matt is certainly a role model within the baseball team, but we
would like to see more of that leadership in the classroom." 
Dean Larson nods as the pieces of the puzzle starts to come
together.  "We know he has it in him, this program may just give
him the push to be more of role model outside of baseball."

Natalie nods in agreement.

"Not that it would have any bearing on the decision, but would
you have any issues with Mr. Stewart being selected for the
program next week?  You know most boys see the program in a much
different light than girls."

"No Dean Larson, no issues from me.  I think he would be a good
choice, and I would look forward to supporting him any way I
can."

"Does that mean I will be seeing more of your bare butt walking
around my campus?" he chuckles.

"Probably it would Dean Larson.  Probably it would," she
chuckles.  Dean Larson stands as Natalie gives him a hug.

"Kids are going to talk if they keep seeing you give me hugs Miss
Scott."

"Let them talk Dean Larson.  I have nothing to hide."  She
giggles as she steps back and opens her arms showing her nude
body.

"Yes Miss Scott, but I do.  This is not a body you want to see
naked."

"Oh come on Dean Larson, don't be so hard on yourself.  I'm sure
you would look fine naked.  In fact, I challenge you.  I
challenge you that by the end of the year, that you join the
program participants and go naked with us."

"Us?"

"Sure, if you agree to go nude, then I will definitely go nude
with you.  We should do it at one of the sporting events.  You're
choice."

"Very tempting Miss Scott, I will think about that.  A sporting
event would be the only way it would work, as adults are not
allowed to go completely nude within the school building, it
would have to be in a more public settings.  Laws need to be
followed you know."

"Name it, and I am there."

"We'll see."  Dean Larson starts to walk away.  He stops and
turns around, "Miss Scott, can I assume you understand that this
conversation never happened and that you will not speak to anyone
about what we discussed, especially Mr. Stewart."

Natalie pinches her fingers and slides them across her lips.  "My
lips are sealed Dean Larson."

******

Natalie heads over to the corner of the library, hoping to get
some homework done before the end of the period.  She sees Brad
and Jamie sitting in the loveseat.  Natalie stops as she sees
Brad's hand under Jamie's book, which is covering her lap.  Jamie
is breathing heavy as she tries to read her textbook.

"Oh hi Natalie, come sit down, join us."

"Are you sure, I don't want to interrupt."  She points down to
Jamie's lap.

"Don't be silly, Jamie is just studying, and I am doing what I
can to help her concentrate," he chuckles.

"Well, don't stop on my account.  By all means, help her study."


Jamie's eyes start to roll up into her head as her heavy
breathing increases to short panting.  She lifts her legs as her
climax takes over her body.  Her body jerks as each aftershock
hits her.  After a minute she comes crashing back down to earth.

"Oh hi Natalie, how long have you been here?" Jamie blushes.

"Long enough to enjoy the show.  That looked like a good one."

"What were you and Dean Larson talking about?" Jamie still
blushing tries to change the subject.

"Just program stuff, he made me promise to keep it confidential."
 Natalie pulls out her books.  "Hey, I want everyone to come over
after school for a pool party, can you two make it?"

"Yeah, sure, I have nothing going on," Brad answers.

"I have cheerleading practice, but it's going to be a short
practice.  I can come over right after."

Brad jumps in, "I will wait for you to get out of practice then.
I can pick you up and drive you to Natalie's."

Natalie looks at the two of them, "If I didn't know any better, I
would say you two are dating now."

"Not officially, he hasn't asked me yet.  But if he keeps getting
me off like that he will either have a girlfriend or a stalker. 
I'll let him decide."

"I think I would prefer a girlfriend," Brad replies.

"Great we'll see you this afternoon then."

The teens settle into their books and focus on homework for the
remainder of the class.

The bell rings.

******

Natalie heads to the cafeteria.  She takes her phone out of her
backpack to text her mother.  "Mom, I'm inviting all the nudes
over for a pool party after school.  I hope that's okay."

She gets to the cafeteria, grabs her lunch and sits down at her
table.  Katie and Phil are already sitting down.  Jack, Damian
and Becky just passed the table, heading towards the lunch line.
Natalie hears her phone buzz.

"Sure honey, that is fine.  What would you like to feed
everyone?"

"Burgers and dogs should be fine.  Maybe a potato salad, but
don't go out of your way."

"Sound good.  Is this party going to be clothing optional, or
will I need to hunt for my bra?"

"I don't think anyone will mind seeing an extra pair of boobs. 
And tell daddy that if he wants to really embarrass me, he can
attend in his birthday suit if he wants to."

"LOL, I will let him know.  Be prepared to be embarrassed."

Damian and Becky join the table with Jack following shortly
behind.  As everyone nibbles on their lunch Natalie grabs
everyone's attention.  "So, I want to invite everyone over to my
house after school for a pool party.  It's really warm out, plus
we have a heated pool.  Oh, and don't forget I have a hot tub
too.  What do you say?"

Everyone checks their schedules and confirms they can attend. 
They all shoot texts to their parents to let them know.

"If anyone needs a ride, you can jump in with me, I can fit at
least six."

"I'll jump in with you," Becky confirms, "but I don't have my
bathing suit."

"You're funny Becky.  If you really need a bathing suit, you can
borrow mine.  I won't need it."

"Ah, it's an Outreach pool party," she chuckles.  "I wasn't
sure."

"Oh, and I hope no one minds, but I also invited Matt and Sarah.
If anyone wants to invite their significant other, they are more
than welcome, just make sure they know that this is an Outreach
party."

"Sarah?  You invited Sarah." Becky exclaims, a look of dread
covers her face.

"I'm sorry; did she do something to you?  Well, I know she did
something to you, but anything objectionable?  I can un-invite
her if I have to, I want you there."

"No, it's okay, she can come.  I will just need to keep my
distance.  She has me very confused right now.  She has me
feeling things that I don't feel with boys, but I am not
convinced that I am like her."

"Do you mean a lesbian?" Katie asks.

"Yes, thank you Katie.  I am not sure I am a...lesbian."  Becky
says while giving air quotes.

"Well, you don't have to be one or the other.  There is nothing
wrong with enjoying both."  Katie responds.

"You sound like you speak from experience."  Jack interjects. 
Katie blushes.

"Great, it's settled then." Natalie interrupts.  "Everyone at my
place after school, my father will be the Grill Master for dinner
while we enjoy the pool and hot tub.  If anyone wants to stick
around for a campfire and s'mores after dark you're more than
welcome.  Hell, I'm sure we can find room if anyone wants to
spend the night."

"So, am I still invited, or have I been kicked off the island?"
Matt asks as he slides in next to Natalie.  He looks over to
Jack, "Thanks bud for throwing me under the bus."

"I couldn't help it man, she was grilling me. I had to tell her
the truth.  I thought I convinced her it was Brad, but she is
just too smart for us.  You just better hope you don't get the
same punishment I got."

Matt looks back to Natalie, "So, on a scale of one to ten, how
much trouble am I in.  And don't forget, I never lied to you. 
Everything I said was the truth, though probably not very
helpful."

"Right now you are at a solid seven.  If you play your cards
right, you may get a reduced sentence."  Natalie giggles as she
tries to keep the cop theme going.

"Okay, I will do whatever necessary to get back in your good
graces.  And I mean anything."  Matt pauses, "Oh, almost forgot,
I texted my parents to let them know I'm going to your place
after school.  They don't want you to come to dinner tomorrow
night after all."

"They don't?"

"No, they want you to spend the entire day with us instead.  They
said they are expecting you to stay the night too.  My dad has
already cleared it with your dad."

"Really, my dad was cool with it?  So that means he will be cool
with you staying the night tonight then.

"Deal!  Your place tonight, my place tomorrow night."

"Someone is going to be sore on Sunday."  Phil says with a
chuckle.

"Phil!" Natalie responds in shock.

The bell rings.

******

Natalie steps between Jack and Matt, wrapping her arms into
theirs.  "Would you two like to escort me to biology?"

"We would be honored." Jack answers.

"I will happily escort you until we hit the restrooms.  I have to
make a pit stop first."  Matt responds.

As they walk down the hall, several teens turn and look at them.
They are skipping down the hallway like Dorothy, the Tin Man and
the Scarecrow from the Wizard of Oz.  The only thing missing was
Toto and the Cowardly Lion, except this version has a naked
Dorothy and Tin Man flanked by a dressed Scarecrow.

Matt peels off as they pass the boy's bathroom, Natalie and Jack
continues on with their singing and skipping until they reach the
biology room.  Mr. Jacobs is standing at the front of the room;
he waves the two of them to stand next to them.

"Would you two please come to the front and assume the position."

Natalie looks dejectedly at Mr. Jacobs "What do you have in store
for us today?"

"You will see soon enough Miss Scott.  I will wait for everyone
to arrive first."

"Mr. Jacobs, do you have room for one more up at the front?" 
Natalie looks towards the door to see Matt enter the class, he is
buck naked.  Natalie smiles as he stands beside her and assumes
the position with them.

"Does this reduce my sentence any?" Matt asks in a whisper.

"It's been reduced, but you still have a ways to go."

Mr. Jacobs answers Matt, "Actually, this could work out pretty
well, thank you Mr. Stewart for volunteering.  Now Miss Scott,
rumor has it that Mr. Stewart and you are now an item.  Is that
correct?"

"Yes, Mr. Jacobs."

"So, will either of you have any issues if Mr. Wilson equally
participates in today's lesson."

"Today's lesson?" Natalie asks.

"Today we will be talking about body chemistry.  More
specifically about how the body's response to sexual
stimulation."

Natalie's face goes white.  Matt and Jack look at each other,
giving each other an air-high five.  Matt and Jack respond almost
simultaneously.  "No issues here, Mr. Jacobs."

"Then I guess I have no objections Mr. Jacobs." Natalie stammers.

"Excellent.  Boys, why don't you two grab a condom, I don't need
you spraying down your classmates in the front row."

"EW!" Natalie exclaims.

Mr. Jacobs settles the class and starts to discuss today's
lesson.  He repeats the theme to the class as he continues, "We
have a bonus today as we have a volunteer."  He points to Matt.

"This will give us the ability to compare different forms of
sexual stimulus and how people react differently to those
stimuli.  Some might like oral sex, some may not.  Some may enjoy
penetration, while others may not.  We will have Natalie give
each of these subjects equal sexual stimulus and we'll see how
they respond.  Then we will have these two gentlemen give Miss
Scott some stimulus and see if she responds differently to one
versus the other.  Is there any questions before we begin?"

"Mr. Jacobs, wouldn't this be easier if we had two girls and two
boys." Natalie asks trying to avoid a two on one assault by her
boyfriend and her program support partner.

"Well, yes it would Miss Scott.  However, I cannot force anyone
to participate.  They would have to do so voluntarily."  Mr.
Jacobs turns to the class.  "I think Miss Scott is asking for a
female volunteer.  Is anyone interested in joining these three up
at the front?"

To Natalie's amazement four girls raise their hands.  She looks
over at Matt, he is practically salivating.  She whispers, "Watch
it, or your sentence will reinstated."

Mr. Jacobs looked a little stunned as well.  "Okay, the only fair
way to do this is to draw a name out of a hat.  Miss Scott will
pick her co-conspirator."  He quickly jots down the names of the
four girls, folds the pieces of paper and puts them in a glass
beaker.  He brings the jar over to Natalie and has her pull out a
name.

"Nikki Jones.  Miss Jones, welcome back to the program."  Mr.
Jacobs announces.

"Back to the program," Natalie's inner voice questions.  "I bet
she was one of students selected last year to participate in the
pilot program."

Nikki jumps up screaming as she runs to the front of the class. 
She is a petite girl of Asian descent, long black hair and dark
tan skin.  She starts to rip off her top as she joins the others
in the front of the class.

"Wait, wait, wait.  Let's not get ahead of ourselves."  Mr.
Jacobs tells Nikki.  "Since you are dressed, why don't we start
with the first sexual stimulus, undressing.  Mr. Wilson you can
start; would you please remove her skirt.  But leave her panties
on...assuming she is wearing some.  Make it as sensual as
possible, we want to see if and how she reacts to being
undressed."

Jack turns to Nikki and kneels in front of her.  He reaches for
the snap and then slowly pulls down the zipper.  He runs his
hands along the inside of her waistband and then slowly pulls
them over her hips.  Once the skirt clears her hips Jack releases
the waistband.  It drops to the floor revealing a lacy black
thong.  Jack then rubs his hands over her exposed ass as he
places a soft kiss on her mons.

"Thank you Mr. Wilson, that was perfect.  Now, can anybody tell
me if Miss Jones had any reaction to the removal of her skirt?" 
He points to one of the boys raising his hand.

"She is breathing heavier than before and she looks a little
flush."

"Good, now how about the others; did anyone else react."

"Matt has a bigger erection then before," one of the girls yells
out as the class chuckles.

"Yes, that is correct.  Did anyone notice his penis twitch?"  Mr.
Jacob asks, getting a general agreement from the class.

"How about Miss Scott, did she react?"  No one could come up with
a definitive sign.  "Who thinks she reacted in a way that might
not be easily detected?  Who thinks she might be wetter than
before we started?"  Several raise their hand.

"Mr. Stewart would you be so kind and let us know if she had a
reaction to Miss Jones being undressed."

Matt turns and reaches between her legs.  He rubs his fingers
down her slit, coaxing his finger into her folds.  "She's a
little wet, but not really much more than would be expected."

"Okay.  So Miss Scott, is it safe to assume that you had very
little reaction to this stimulus?"

"That would be accurate Mr. Jacobs.  Jack was very sensual taking
off her skirt, but it didn't do a whole lot for me.  Taking
clothes off has not been a sexual experience for me this week if
you can imagine."  Nearly everyone nods their understanding.

"Thank you Miss Scott.  That was a very insightful answer.  Next,
we will have Mr. Stewart remove both her shirt and her bra."

Matt looks at Natalie and then inches his way over to Nikki. 
Natalie gives him reassurance.  "Don't you dare hold back or your
sentence WILL be reinstated."  Her comment surprises him, he just
smiles back.

Matt stands behind Nikki, reaches around and unbuttons the
remaining two buttons on her blouse.  He grabs the shoulders of
the shirt and pulls them down off her shoulders.  He lets it go
as gravity forces the shirt to the floor.  Matt leans forward as
he plants a light kiss on her shoulder.  Her knees buckle as he
grabs her by the waist to hold her up.   After she steadies
herself he reaches back and unfastens her bra.  The teens in the
class could see the bra loosen across her chest as he reaches
around and slides his hands up her body and under her bra.  He
cups her breasts as his palms scrape over her nipples.  He pushes
the bra away from her chest until the straps slide off her
shoulders and the bra falls to the floor.  He gives her nipples a
little pinch and then returns to his position next to Natalie.

"Well done Mr. Stewart, I think everyone can see the reactions
everyone is having.  Miss Jones obviously almost passed out.  The
boys' are at nearly a full erections and I believe I see some
blushing on Miss Scott's chest over there.  All signs of sexual
arousal."  He pauses and then points to Nikki's thong, "Mr.
Wilson, would you please remove the last article of clothing."

Jack return to the kneeling position.  He grabs the thin strap
hugging her hips and slowly pulls then down.  As he pulls down he
slowly reveals the girl's smooth, bare mound.  As the cloth
descends beyond her cleft, Jack puts his mouth on her pussy as he
finishes pulling the thong all the way down her legs.  Nikki
squeals as she reached down grabbing his hair and pulling his
head tighter into her pussy.

"Okay Mr. Wilson we haven't gotten to oral sex yet, we will get
to that soon enough."  Jack pulls away as the girl nearly falls
over again.  "So Mr. Stewart, can you tell me if that did
anything for Miss Scott," indicating for him to check her level
of wetness again.

He reached down between her legs and his finger easily slips past
her folds and into her tunnel.  "Yes Mr. Jacobs, that has
definitely had an effect on her."

"Would you care to explain why this had more of an effect on you
than simply removing her skirt?"

Natalie takes a deep breath trying to gain her composure. 
"Obviously it was because this time she was fully exposed. 
Before it was just her skirt, she was still somewhat covered. 
She was wearing the thong and we couldn't tell if she had pubic
hair or if she was completely shaved.  When those were removed,
then her beautiful secret was revealed."

"So for you, sexual stimulation has more to do with revealing
secrets?"  Mr. Jacobs asks.

"I guess I never thought about it like that, but my body is
certainly telling me that it does."

"Okay, so I think the girls have had enough stimulation, why
don't we let the boys have a chance.  Girls I would like you to
put their condoms on.  However, let's make this interesting.  I
would like you to only use your mouths, not your hands."

Natalie looks over at Nikki with a bit of hesitation.  She could
see that Nikki was all for it.  "I guess we are willing to give
it a try Mr. Jacobs."

"Great, you can start it with your hands to get it on, but only
use your mouths to roll it down the shaft."

Nikki was eager to get going, while Natalie was apprehensive. 
They both remove the condoms from the wrapper and work it on the
end of their stiff erections.  Natalie drops to her knees while
the shorter Nikki simple bends over while pointing his cock up
into her mouth.

Natalie places her mouth on the tip of his cock and then presses
down with her teeth on the rolled up condom.  She slowly pushes
the condom onto Matt's cock, having to pull back to readjust her
teeth against the roll.  Nikki is doing the same but using her
lips and suction instead of her teeth.  They both get the condom
half way on when Mr. Jacobs stops them.

"That was very well done.  It looks like you have done that
before."  He looks at both girls with a smile on his face.  "If I
observed properly it looks like two different techniques were
used, one used their teeth to push the condom down while Nikki
used just her lips.  Now I want you two to switch partners and
finish putting the condom on using the same technique you just
used."

Natalie stares up at Matt as she stands back up.  He smiles at
her, "Don't you dare hold back or YOUR sentence will reinstated."
 She giggles.

Natalie walks over to Jack as Nikki takes her position in front
of Matt.  Nikki puts her lips on the condom and with two quick
jerks of her head the condom was fully seated on his erection. 
Matt lets out a moan as he feels his cockhead hit the back of her
throat.  Natalie was a bit more timid, she looks at his erect
cock a couple times before putting it in her mouth.  She bares
her teeth down on the condom and coaxes the condom down his
shaft.  Jack gasps as he grabs for the desk nearby.  Two more
strokes and the condom is completely rolled on.  Natalie gags as
Jack's cockhead hits the back of her throat.

"Excellent ladies, I think the boys really enjoyed that."

"Actually Mr. Jacobs, that was not a lot of fun for me," Jack
interjects.

"Really Mr. Wilson, please explain."

"Maybe I've watched too many horror movies, but teeth on my
little man are a bit scary for me.  One little slip and the fun
can quickly turn into whole lot of pain."  The class laughs.

"And how about you Mr. Stewart; do you prefer teeth or no teeth?"

"I like to first say that both were fantastic, I wouldn't turn
either away.  I kind of enjoyed the teeth just a bit more as it
added just a bit more friction as she was rolling the condom on.
Of course, now that Jack has put the thought of it being bitten
off in my head, I'm not so sure."  Matt laughs.

"And how about the ladies?  This sexual stimulation was certainly
designed to benefit the boys, but was either of you stimulated by
the act?"

Natalie just shook her head while Nikki jumped in, "I like it
because he liked it.  When Matt moaned I thought I was going to
have an orgasm."

"So, it was more of his reaction that stimulated you.  Sounds
also provide sexual stimulation, so why don't we see what kinds
of sounds can be stimulating."  Mr. Jacobs pulls two desks to the
front of the classroom and places them side by side.  "Let's have
Miss Scott lie here with her head in the middle of the desks, and
Miss Jones lie in the other direction, with her head next to Miss
Scott's."

Natalie reluctantly lies down on the desk, while Nikki jumps
right on and spreads her legs.  "If memory serves me correctly,
Miss Jones is a screamer.  How about you Miss Scott are you as
well?"

"She's been known to rattle a few windows Mr. Jacobs," Matt
answers for her as she blushes.

"Excellent, now I want you two gentlemen to do your best to get
the two ladies worked up.  Ladies, please no faking, but don't
stifle yourselves either.  Class, keep your eyes open for all the
different stimuli and the reactions.  I would suggest that all of
you take good notes for this session."

Since Nikki was just paired up with Matt, he was closer to Nikki
than Natalie.  Though he wanted to pleasure Natalie, he didn't
want to make it awkward by trying to switch sides.  He also
recalls Natalie's instructions to not hold back.  Matt licks his
fingers and starts to rub Nikki's nipples.  Jack was doing the
same to Natalie.

While Matt slowly works on getting Nikki's nipples fully erect;
he slowly goes down on her.  Nikki lets out her first little moan
as he jabs at her clit with his tongue.  One of the girls in the
class points to Matt's cock as it twitches in response to her
moaning.

Jack continues to work over Natalie's nipples.  She has her eyes
closes as her breathing becomes more labored.  Jack is standing
between Natalie's legs, he lays his cock on top of her mound and
slowly stokes back and forth.  He pulls his hips back, letting
his erecting slide down her slit.  He pushes forward as his head
slips in between the folds.

"OH GOD!" Natalie says loudly.

Jack looks at Natalie; he is hesitant to proceed without some
acknowledgement from Natalie.  He doesn't have to wait long as he
feels her heels wrap around his ass, pushing him forward.  He
slowly slides in with no resistance.

"OH OH OH OH."  Natalie's moans get louder.

Matt stands up to see what was happening at the other end of the
desk.  He sees Jack fully sheathed inside Natalie.  He gives Jack
an approving nod.  As he watches Jack slowly slide in and out of
Natalie he feels Nikki grab his cock and direct it towards her
pussy.  Matt grabs his dick and slowly points it at Nikki's
opening.  Her moans become louder and louder as Matt penetrates
her.  He reaches down and strokes Nikki's clit as he slides in
and out of her slick channel.

As Jack watches the two girls squirm he reaches down and grabs
Natalie's hand.  He directs it towards Nikki's breast.  As
Natalie starts to pinch Nikki's nipples, Nikki reaches over and
does the same to Natalie.  The moans from both girls become
synchronized, one feeding off the other.  As Jack and Matt
continue to pump into their partners, they start stroking their
clits like a vibrator.

Simultaneously the two girls reach their climax.  Nikki releases
a deep guttural moan while Natalie just repeated "YES, YES, YES!"
throughout the entire orgasm.  As the girls slowly come back
down, the boys grab onto their partner's hips and start to stroke
in and out in rapid succession.  Jack pushes in deep as he
reaches his own climax while Matt continues to pound at Nikki's
pussy.  Nikki reaches up and grabs Matt's nipples and pinches
which throws him over the edge.

"Well, I can't say that I saw that coming," Mr. Jacobs breaks the
moment of silence.  "But I didn't dare try to stop you.  You
probably wouldn't have heard me anyway."

Jack bends down and gives Natalie a kiss.  He whispers to her,
"If you only knew how badly I've wanted to do that all week.  I
hope I didn't take advantage of the situation, or you.  I hope
you truly wanted it as much as I did."

Natalie nodded her head.  "You waited for me to give you a sign.
You have been a great program support partner, and this was a
great way to thank you for everything.  What a great way to end
the week."

Matt slides out of Nikki, moves beside her and gives her a kiss.
He kisses Natalie as well.  "Jack, what have you done to my
girlfriend, you've turned her into a puddle.  But a happy puddle
from what I can see."  She nods as she kisses him again.

Mr. Jacobs interrupts again, "There only a few minutes left to
class.  Homework for the weekend is to write a short essay on all
the stimuli that were given today in class and the reactions to
it.  You have four individuals, all giving stimuli and all four
had very pronounced reactions.  Your essay should details as much
as you can remember."

"Mr. Jacobs," a girl raised her hand, "I was too focused on
Natalie and Jack, can you have Matt and Nikki repeat what they
did so that I can jot down some more notes?"

The entire class starts laughing as the bell rings.

"You four, can you please stay after class and clean this mess
up.  I will give you passes for your next class if you're going
to be late."  Mr. Jacobs orders.

As the teens exit the classroom the four teens start to wipe down
the desks and the floor.  Nearly half the dispenser of
sterilizing wipes is used to clean the fluids left behind.  Matt
started to get dressed while Natalie put the desks back into
their original location.   Natalie then walks up behind Matt and
gives him a big hug.  "I hope you're not upset by what Jack and I
did."

"Why would I be, you're in the program and things like this was
bound to happen.  Besides, you may not have noticed but I am
equally guilty for my actions with Nikki.  I'm just glad you
enjoyed it and that I was able to witness it.  I'd only be upset
if you told me Jack was better than I was." he chuckled.

"I have to admit, he was pretty good.  But don't worry I'll give
you a chance later to recapture the title."  She laughs as she
heads out of the classroom.

******

Natalie turns into History class just as the bell rang.  Her hair
still tussled from the previous class.

"Oh my, Natalie, what kind of class is Mr. Jacobs running in
there.  You looked like you've...excuse the expression...been
rode hard and put away wet."  Mrs. Gibbs looks at Natalie in
disbelief.

Natalie's face turns red, "Well Mrs. Gibbs that is pretty much
what happened.  It was...educational for everyone involved."

Natalie walks next to Mrs. Gibbs, assumes the position and takes
a deep breath.  "So what do you have in store for me today Mrs.
Gibbs?"

"Truthfully Natalie, I really do need your assistance today. 
It's the last class of the day on a Friday and I need to keep the
kids focused.  However, I feel a little guilty after what you
just went through in your last class."

"Mrs. Gibbs, you have been pretty easy on me all week." Natalie
chuckles.  "I can handle one more class if you really think I can
help keep everyone stay focused."

"Okay, I've got it; here is what we will do.   I gave everyone a
reading assignment on Wednesday.  It was the chapter that covers
Women's Rights.  I will have you be my scribe.  You being up at
the front of the class should keep at least the boys focused on
the topic.  Well, at least on you."

"That sounds fair Mrs. Gibbs.  I would be more than happy to be
your scribe."

Natalie grabs the dry-erase markers and heads to the white board.

"Okay, class, did everyone do the reading assignment?"  The
typical mixed reaction followed.  "Natalie, please right down
eighteen-forty on the board."  Natalie did as instructed.

"What Act was passed in this century and why was it important?"
Mrs. Gibbs asks the class.

"Married Women's Property Act," a girl blurts out the answer. 
"It protected the property women owned from their greedy
husbands."

"Okay, though 'greedy' may be a little harsh, that is the correct
answer.  It's nice to know at least one person read the
assignment," Mrs. Gibbs responds with a bit of sarcasm.

"Natalie, next to the year can you please write down `Married
Women's Property Act'."  Mrs. Gibbs paused and watches as Natalie
writes on the board.  She looks to the class to make sure the
teens are watching as well.

"Good, now below that, write down nineteen-twenty on the board."
Natalie turns her back to the class and starts to write down the
date on the board.  Mrs. Gibbs pulls out her laser pointer and
points the beam at Natalie's ass cheeks; the class snickers. 
When Natalie turns around to see what they were laughing at Mrs.
Gibbs had already put the pointer back in her pocket.  Mrs. Gibbs
just gives Natalie a confused look and shrugs her shoulders.

"What was important about this year?" Mrs. Gibbs asks.

"Women's right to vote," another teen utters.

"Correct, thank you.  Natalie, next to the year write Women's
Right to Vote."  As Natalie turns to jot down the answer Mrs.
Gibbs flashes the laser at her ass again.  Several teens again
laugh out loud.

"Mrs. Gibbs, is there something on my back or on my butt?   Did
someone stick a `kick me' sign on me?"

"No Natalie, there is nothing like that on your back."

"Then what are they laughing at?  They have all seen my ass this
week, so nothing should be comical after five days."

"I don't know what to tell you.  Class, are any of you laughing
at Natalie's ass?"  The entire class denies laughing at her ass.

"Natalie, please write down nineteen-sixty on the board.  What is
the significance of this date?"  Natalie writes the date on the
board, but does it while keeping her eye on the class.  The
numbers were not very straight, but no one laughed either.

After a few seconds with no answer, Mrs. Gibbs speaks up, "How
about Equal Rights for Women or Women's Liberation Movement; also
known as Women's Lib.  Natalie, write that all down please, and
try to squeeze it in on one line."

Natalie turns around and starts to write on the board.  Just as
Mrs. Gibbs turns on the laser, Natalie turns around.  Natalie
looks down and sees a red dot appear directly on her shaved
mound.  "Is that what everyone is laughing at?"  The class
couldn't hold it any longer and bursts out laughing.  Natalie
puts her hands on her hips and gives Mrs. Gibbs a look.  She
couldn't keep the scowl very long and starts to laugh.

"Sorry Natalie, I couldn't resist, but you know what, it
accomplished our mission.   We were able to keep the class
focused on today's lesson, or at least on your cute little
behind."  Natalie blushes.

The class continued on with Mrs. Gibbs asking questions about
important dates related to women's rights, all the way up to
current events.  The class finished with a lengthy discussion on
the abolishment of nearly all indecency laws allowing women, and
men, to safely appear nude in public.

The bell rang, ending the class as well as the week.

******

Natalie quickly grabs her backpack and heads out the door.  She
runs down the hall to the assembly hall hoping to meet up with
everyone on the stage.  As she reaches the assembly hall door she
hears her name being called.

"Natalie, wait up."  Natalie looks down the hall to see a topless
Mrs. Davidson running towards her with a package in her hand.

"Hi Mrs. Davidson, what's up?  I don't have a lot of time."

"I promised you a gift for completing the week in the program.  I
had to make sure you got it before you go running off for the
weekend."  Mrs. Davidson hands her the wrapped package.

Natalie eyes start to water recalling the photo taken in art
class.  She grabs a corner of the wrapper and tears it open
revealing a hand-painted picture of Natalie.  Her face was
distorted as was the image of Mrs. Davidson in the background
nibbling her ear.  Natalie reaches up and wipes a tear from her
cheek.

"Mrs. Davidson, this is beautiful.  I will cherish this forever.
I know exactly where I am going to hang this in my room.  Thank
you."  Natalie reaches over and gives Mrs. Davidson a hug, she
blushes when their tits and pointy nipples crash into each other.

"You are welcome, and congratulations.  I heard you were a real
role model this week.  Now get along, I bet you have big plans
for the weekend."

"I do Mrs. Davidson and thank you again.  I love it."  Natalie
grabs the picture and turns into the assembly hall, heading for
the stage.

When she gets to the stage, Dean Larson is the only one present,
except for the dozen or so kids in the bleachers waiting for the
final performance of the week.

"Dean Larson, well this is it.  This may be the last time you get
to see me naked, take a good look."  Natalie stretches out her
arms and spins around.

"Now Miss Scott, how many times do I have to tell you, I only see
you as one of my students and not as a naked girl.  But I somehow
doubt this will be the last time I will see you naked on my
campus."

"You're probably right Dean Larson."  She gives him another hug.
"Oh, I almost forgot.  I'm having a pool party right after
school, kind of a celebration, with all the program participants
and a few others.  It will be an Outreach-type party and you are
more than welcome to come.  My parents will be there and I am
pretty sure they will be participating."

"I appreciate the offer, but I doubt you would want an old, out
of shape man hanging around your pool naked."

"Dean Larson, I'm not calling you a hypocrite, BUT...  You
support a program that forces teenagers to go naked; some I might
add who may have significant body image issues.  But you won't go
naked yourself in a setting that is somewhat private and
perfectly legal...just because you may not like how you look
naked?"

"That is very observant Miss Scott, but you only have half of the
facts my dear.  I have no issues going naked; I do that all the
time on my own property.  But when it comes to being naked in
front of my students, well, there is a time and place for
everything."

"Well, the time is tonight, and the place is at my house."
Natalie replies in a stern voice.  "You're wife is welcome as
well."

"How do you know I'm married?"

"You're wearing a ring."

"And how do you know I have a wife?"

"I...I...I just assumed.  I'm so sorry to assume, are you gay?"

Dean Larson start to chuckle, "No, no, but I got you pretty good
there didn't I?  I will talk to my wife and if she is up for it,
then we may make an appearance.  But I make no promises; we'll
see."

Natalie grabs her clothes as the rest of the teens start to
appear onstage.  They all grab their clothes and as they are
about to dress they all look at each other and then again at
their clothes.

"Do we really need to put these on if we are just going to take
them off when we get to your house in five minutes?" Katie asks.

Natalie couldn't see any reason to get dressed just for a short
ride home so she stuffs her clothes into her backpack.  The other
teens follow suit.

"We may give Mr. Cavanaugh a heart attack, but let's go.  Who
wants to ride with me in the limo?"

"Hey, wait for me."  Matt arrives late and notices everyone
heading towards the exit still naked.  He starts to take off his
shirt.  "I'm not going to be the only one dressed."  He finishes
stripping and grabs Natalie's hand and heads towards the back
door; Jack, Katie and Phil following closely behind.

"I have my car," Damian says, "I will follow you.  Becky, would
you like to jump in with me?"

"Natalie, I said I'd ride with you but is it okay if I jump in
with Damian?" Becky asks, feeling obligated to Natalie.

"Of course, Damian is your support partner, you should ride with
him."

"Hey Damian, can I jump in with you too?" a distant voice yells
from the stairway leading to the stage.

The teens all whip around to see Sarah running to catching up to
the group.

"Sarah, we have room for you in the limo," Natalie responds
knowing Becky wants to keep her distance from Sarah.  "You can
ride with us."

"No Natalie, it's okay, she can ride with us," Becky interrupts.
"Sarah and I have some things to discuss."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm sure.  I have to figure some things out and I need her
help."

"Okay.  Damian, can you play referee?  Keep things from getting
out of hand."  He nods as a wide grin appears on his face,
thinking of the possibilities that may play out in his backseat.

"Where are Brad and Jamie; aren't they coming?" Phil asks.

"Later, Jamie has cheer practice.  Brad offered to give her a
ride, so they will be over right after practice."

*****

As the teens bust through the exit door, they start running
across the field.  Natalie waves to Mr. Cavanaugh standing by the
limo ready to open the door.  Natalie could see his eyes getting
wider and wider as they approach.

"Good afternoon Mr. Cavanaugh, I hope you don't mind transporting
five naked teenagers to my house."

"No ma'am, not problem at all, it would be my pleasure.  I will
be sure to turn down the air conditioning."

Natalie stops before jumping into the limo, turns toward Mr.
Cavanaugh and gives him a big hug.  She reaches up, grabs the
back of his neck and pulls him down and gives him a kiss on the
cheek.

"What was that for ma'am?"

"It's just a thank you for being so nice this week and being
there for me.  I really am going to miss you."

"It's been my pleasure ma'am.  I'll miss you too."

"I know it's your job but you're always so professional.  You
never once complained about carting a bunch of teens around all
week."

"There are certain perks to this job ma'am that makes it worth
it."  Mr. Cavanaugh cracks a smile as he scans over the naked
teens piling into the car.

"Mr. Cavanaugh, this may seem a little odd, but we are having a
party to celebrate this week.  You have been a part of this week
as much as anybody.  I would love to have you come to the party.
But just so you know, everyone will be naked."

"Well ma'am that is very nice of you to offer, but it probably
would not be appropriate for me to socialize with my clients.  I
will have to respectfully decline ma'am."

"So, are you turning me down because you work for my father, or
the nudity part?"

"Working for your father ma'am; I'm not unfamiliar with being
nude in public.  Let's just say there are plenty of
clothing-optional beaches in this area ma'am and let's leave it
at that."

"Good, I'm texting my father right now.  I will make him order
you to go to the party as a condition of your employment."

"Very well ma'am, but short of a direct order, I would prefer to
keep this relationship purely professional."

"We'll see about that."  Natalie finishes herding everyone into
the limo and then piles in herself.  The teens find plenty of
room in the spacious back seat but Katie plops herself down
squarely on Phil's lap.  She spreads her legs and then grabs
Phil's cock and works it into her pussy.

"Katie, you are such a naughty girl." Natalie says in her
scolding-mother voice.

"I don't know what you're talking about.  I'm just sitting here."
 She doesn't move; she is content to just sit there impaled by
his growing erection.

Natalie sits between Matt and Jack.  She wraps her arms into
theirs and pulls them into her.  Jack rubs her nipple while Matt
reaches down between her legs.  He fishes around trying to get
his fingers between her folds.  Natalie keeps her legs squeezed
together and then swats both their hands away.

"We have no time for that.  We will be at my house any minute."

"We have arrived." Mr. Cavanaugh announces as he pulls the car
around to the main entrance.  He tries to get out and open the
door, but the impatient teens have already busted out, running to
the front door.  He closes the door and gets back into the
driver's seat.  His phone rings.

"Hello...yes, sir...um, are you sure sir...I'm not sure I should
sir...okay sir, I will...goodbye sir."

Friday night pool party - who will show up?  Read Chapter 8 to
find out.

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