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 ï>¿Naive Teacher In Winston by potatoHead42

   Naive Teacher In Winston Ch.  10

   New teaching uniform and raunchy slideshow.

   Day 12 -- Friday

   Early Morning

   Lana Cox's big green eyes open lazily.

   She feels hotness coming from her sex.  She woke up horny for the first
time in a long time.

   'Weird...  why am I turned on?  I had more orgasms yesterday than any
other day of my life...' - she considers.

   Peculiar.

   The naive fiancee sits up, her massive and bountiful 38DD breasts
jiggling freely underneath her pajama top.

   The events of the previous day come flooding back, a blur in her head.

   'Wow, I can't believe all of that happened...  gosh...' - she reflects,
slightly amused.

   No wonder she was horny.

   The brunette stands and stretches her body to the limits, becoming
slightly taller.  Not that it did much on her 5'3 (161cm) stature.  At
least it accentuated her shapely and juicy ass.

   'Things are changing around here, huh?  Dens is even encouraging me to
share the daily selfies with his coworkers and mentioned it was better to
use a real penis on the play instead of the dildo.  Wow.' - she ponders,
her coochie pulsating by the idea.

   She slides her hand through her body, feeling her delectable double D's,
tight tummy and toned tights.

   'That would be such an outrageous thing to do during the school play,
maybe just at the rehearsals.  I'll at least mention it to Mary, maybe she
has some ideas.  ' - she decides, feeling heated up.

   Lana walks towards the bathroom and glances at a mirror in passing.  She
knew she was pretty, with immaculate skin and a curvy body that would make
any other woman jealous.

   'Since I rubbed the dildo on my cooch yesterday, does that mean he's
okay with me rubbing a real pecker there?  Gosh, I don't think I am ready
to do that.' - she considers with reason.

   The bathroom is locked as she turns the knob.

   "Sorry, babe, just finishing my shower.  Will be out in a jiffy." -
Dennis shouts from inside.

   'Ugh, I'm so hot...  I need to orgasm...  maybe if I go distract
myself...' - she determines.

   Lana decides to prepare breakfast instead of using the bathroom.

   She remains horny as she cooks.

   After a few minutes, her betrothed walks in the kitchen with a pained
expression.

   "Ugh, morning, babe.  I feel like crap.  I drank too much, sorry about
last night." - he moans.

   "No worries, hun.  We can try again tonight." - she winks at him
friskily.

   "Oooooh, I like the new Lana.  Keep it going babe." - he says naively,
serving himself some much-needed coffee.

   He had no idea about most of the shenanigans and misunderstandings she
was getting up to.

   "Thank you." - she blushes.  "I am just trying to please and satisfy
your newfound desires." - she says submissively, as they dig into their
breakfast.

   "Hahaha..." - he laughs.  "Well, they are not exactly new.  I always
felt this way, I thought you knew that." - he says, as he starts to feel
better due to the food.

   In Dennis' head he thinks that it's strange that his fiancee never
noticed he wanted to fool around with her more.  He dismisses it as her
puritanical nature.

   "Oh, I had no idea." - she says with a distant look on her face. 
'Gosh...  I never noticed that Dens likes me to show off to others and do
these naughty things to them.  At least it's all out in the open now.' -
she evaluates.

   "Hun, I do not think I am fully ready to do and be all you want me to
be. But I am trying to be more open." - she explains.

   "That's okay, babe.  That's all I could ever ask.  I know you are not
ready for sex, but maybe one day.  And we can always do other stuff before
that." - he smiles lovingly.

   'Wow, what is Dens even suggesting here...' - she thinks slightly taken
aback.  "Thanks for being so understanding, hun.  That is why I love you."
- she says, finishing her food.

   "I love you too." - he answers.  "Just have to go on my laptop really
quick, talk in a minute." - he gets up and digs his computer out of his
work bag.

   "Okay, dear.  I will go take a shower." - she replies, going to the
bedroom.  'Glad we keep talking.  Every time I feel like we understand each
other better and better.' - she believes happily.

   *****

   As Lana finishes getting dressed in a conservative dark skirt and
long-sleeved red blouse, with boring cotton white undergarments, she hears
a phone buzzing in the bathroom.

   'Oh, Dens left his phone here...' - she realizes, picking it up from the
counter.

   Lana looks at it.  It's a photo from Cynthia.

   She would normally not snoop around his things, but she couldn't help
herself when she saw it was from that work tramp.

   She unlocks his phone (his password was her birthday) and feels her
blood boil when she sees the message.

   * Cynthia -- I had fun last night.  xx

   And attached is a photo of Cynthia and Dennis, who is clearly drunk.  In
the photo, Dens has one of his arms behind Cynthia's back and the other on
her naked tummy.

   The reason why Lana got so upset?  The temptress was only wearing a sexy
lacy bra and panties in the photo.

   The future-wife marches to the kitchen, holding the incriminating
evidence in her hand.

   "What is the meaning of this?" - she asks.

   Dennis looks at it and his eyes almost come out of their sockets.

   "Ah, erm...  I...  hum..." - he stammers nervously.

   "Spit it out, Mister!" - she huffs, crossing her arms.

   "I don't remember this at all!" - he utters in panic.

   "You both look too intimate here for my liking." - she says with
annoyance.

   "Sorry, babe.  I promise you.  I have no recollection of this photo." -
he pleads.

   "Hmm..." - she squints at him suspiciously.  "Okay." - she says, clearly
still upset.

   "What do I have to do to get your forgiveness?" - he begs.

   "Let me think about a way for us to get even." - she asks, wanting to
'one-up' Cynthia.  "But you know I always believe you, hun." - she adds,
giving him a peck on the lips.

   "Great, babe.  Thanks for being understanding.  I'll make sure to
control my alcohol around her.  I thought it was going to be safe with her
boyfriend there." - Dens says.

   "She is a trollop.  You need to be careful this weekend, dear." - Lana
says worriedly.

   "Of course, I will.  Oh, speaking of which, I was thinking of stopping
by the beach tomorrow.  Is that fine?" - he says, gathering his work stuff.

   "Sure!  That will be fun." - she accepts happily.

   "I'll probably sleep in and show up after lunch.  Lucius has been riding
me hard, so I'm due a lazy morning." - he chuckles, walking towards the
door.

   "You deserve it, dear.  Maybe we can come back home together!" - she
says, opening the door to him.

   "Sounds good.  Have you decided on what outfit to wear?" - he asks
curiously.

   "Not yet.  Why?" - she answers honestly.

   "Please, make sure it's simple and nothing too out there, since I won't
be around." - he asks, giving her a smooch on the cheek.

   "Sure, hun." - she agrees, giving him a hug.  "But it might not be up to
me." - she adds softly, but Dennis doesn't fully comprehend the meaning
behind her words.

   The couple say their goodbyes and Dennis leaves for work.  Lana goes
back inside to finish getting ready.

   Even with all that happened, the buxom beauty was feeling quite horny.

   *****

   She is ready to leave for work, when her phone lights up.

   Message -- 07:26 -- Cox Friends

   * PB-Justin -- Hey hey!

   * Lana -- Morning, guys!

   * Noel Murns -- Morning, beautiful.  This is Noel.

   * PB-Justin -- What does our Cox friend have planned for today?

   * Lana -- Nothing much, just a small dinner party with the neighbors.

   * PB-Justin -- Ah, cool, but I meant something else ;)

   * CoolPaul12 -- Another day, another selfie ;)

   * Lana -- Oh, right.  Almost forgot!

   * CoolPaul12 -- Did you tell Dennis about it?

   * Lana -- I did!  He is okay with you all helping me with it :-)

   * PB-Justin -- That's our boy!

   * CoolPaul12 -- Fuck yeah

   * Noel Murns -- So, what does today's photo entail?

   * Lana -- Any suggestions?  You guys are the pros!

   * PB-Justin -- What is the color of your panties?

   * Lana -- White, why?

   * Noel Murns -- A panty shot will certainly brighten our day.

   * CoolPaul12 -- From the front this time

   * Lana -- Really?  You guys sure?

   * PB-Justin -- Yeah, it'll be great

   * CoolPaul12 -- 100%

   * Lana - *thumbs up*

   Sighing deeply, Lana lifts her long skirt and holds it around her waist.
She had a strange dÃ(C)jà vu feeling.

   'Huh, why does this seem so commonplace now?  I feel like I have been
raising my bottoms a lot.  Oh, well.' - she shrugs, trying to dismiss the
thought from her head.

   The future-wife points her phone at her panty-clad cooch and snaps a
quick picture.  She sends it.

   The photo did not show much, as her boring white underwear covered her
almost fully.  A small hint of her bush could be noticed if one squinted
strongly enough.

   Message -- 07:29 -- Cox Friends

   * CoolPaul12 -- Meh

   * Noel Murns -- Agreed.

   * Lana -- What's wrong?

   * Noel Murns -- We can't see your face, it could be anyone in this
photo.

   * PB-Justin -- Yeah, Dennis will think you took it from a website

   * Lana -- No, it's me!

   * PB-Justin -- So prove it

   * Lana -- Ugh, fine.

   She does the same as before, but this time she makes sure to get her
whole upper body on the selfie.

   The result is way raunchier, with the gullible teacher smiling
innocently as she flashes her white panties to the whole world to see.

   The contrast of her conservative outfit, her bare legs and
almost-exposed crotch was highly erotic.

   It's interesting what a change of angles could do to a photo.

   She sends them the selfie, her sexual desire causing small pangs of
pleasure through her voluptuous body.

   Lana knew she needed to come, but she tries to brush aside her lustful
thoughts.

   Message -- 07:30 -- Cox Friends

   * PB-Justin -- Oh yeah!

   * CoolPaul12 -- Now we talkin

   * Noel Murns -- Looks superb.  Dennis will flip!

   * PB-Justin -- Perfect mix of erotic and sweet

   * CoolPaul12 -- Would love to get me some naive and curvy wifey like you
LOL

   * Lana -- *flushing face* Thanks guys!  Will send it to him right away.

   * Noel Murns -- You're welcome, any time.

   * PB-Justin -- How about we do tomorrow's daily selfie in person?

   * CoolPaul12 -- Naughty group photo!

   * Lana -- Lol, you guys.  Cya tomorrow!

   * Noel Murns -- XOXO

   * PB-Justin -- TTYL sexy

   The steamy fiancee sends the selfie to Dennis right away.  The teacher
reflects on what the guys said.

   'That is a good idea!  Maybe Dens can take some photos of me with the
guys tomorrow.  Or even better, make Cynthia take them!  Hah!' - she
squeals with delight in her head.

   Wearing a wide smile on her beautiful face, the ingenuous teacher grabs
her materials and makes her way to school.

   *****

   Morning -- School

   Lana Cox was in heat as she enters the school, the morning events doing
nothing to quench her need for relief.

   Luckily for her, she was still early for her lesson, so only a few
students were around.

   As she passes by the lockers, she feels a hand grab her ass above her
skirt.

   "Eeekk..." - she squeals weakly.

   "Looking good, Miss Cox." - says a class 2-A student, leaving his hand
on her cheek.

   "Erm, thanks." - the teacher replies sheepishly.

   "Can I try the other butt cheek?" - another student asks, approaching
them.

   "Okay, but quickly." - she agrees, arching her back and offering her
peachy bum.

   The boy doesn't waste time and gropes her other buttock.

   "Nice, it's so juicy and ample." - the second student comments.

   "I know, Miss Cox has a fucking amazing ass." - the first boy agrees.

   "Thanks, boys." - she says embarrassed.  'What am I doing, allowing them
to freely take advantage of me?  It does feel pleasant...  their grabby
hands are squeezing my tush so hard...  ah...' - she moans in her head.

   "Can you show us your bum?" - the second student asks.

   "Maybe next time...  I should go now..." - she says reluctantly, moving
away from their hands.

   The first boy slaps her ass, the lewd sound muffled by her thick skirt.

   "We'll hold you to it!" - the first boy says.

   Thankfully, no one else was around to see this raunchy scene.

   *****

   As she walks towards classroom 2-D, she sees Greg with a teary
expression in front of room 2-C, Mary Hunter's class.

   Greg was a rounded-face, obese boy, that was a friendless outcast who
was constantly being bullied by his fellow classmates.  Surprisingly, he
was part of the Drama club.

   Lana had "helped" the boy out the day before, jerking him off until he
came all over her gloved hand.

   "Good morning, Greg.  What is wrong?" - she asks, concerned.

   "Hi, Miss Lana...." - he says wiping off a tear.  "Ah...  it's nothing,
don't worry about it."

   "I am concerned about you.  You can trust me." - she says with care.

   "It's just my c-classmates...  ah...  t-there's nothing you can do..." -
the fat student says, defeated.

   "You know I can help, I promise." - she says encouragingly.

   "A...  a-are...  a-are you sure?" - the pudgy boy asks unsure.

   "Of course, you know me!  It's my duty as a teacher to help my beloved
pupils." - she smiles fondly.

   "Okay...  well...  it's just...  that my classmates were making fun of
me." - he admits with sadness.

   "What?  Really?" - she asks, and nods.  "Where?  I will give them a
stern talking to!" - she says outraged.

   "In there..." - the corpulent student says meekly, pointing to his
classroom.

   With a huff, Lana enters the room.  Greg follows her and closes the door
behind them.

   She sees four other boys there.  Lana remembers them from the physical
checkups.

   "Boys!  What are you doing making fun of poor Greg!?" - she shouts,
upset.

   "We weren't..." - says one of them.

   "He is making stuff up, like always." - says another.

   "Do I need to send you four to see the principal?!" - she asks
rhetorically.

   They look at each other and all start to talk at the same time.

   "Quiet." - she demands.  "You, talk." - she says pointing at the one who
looked to be their leader.

   "Sorry, Miss Cox, but Greg was telling us some bullshit." - the leader
says.

   "Greg?  Did you lie to them?" - the teacher asks her protÃ(C)gÃ(C).

   "I'd never lie." - the fat boy replies.

   "See!  I trust him." - the busty bride-to-be says to the leader.

   "Well, he did lie.  In fact, it was about you." - the leader explains
with a smirk.

   "What...  what did he say?" - she asks, confused and nervous.

   "He was bragging about how you kissed him in the lips yesterday and that
now you are his 'school girlfriend'.  Riiiiight." - the boy mocks making
air quotes.

   "She did kiss me!  And she even touched my penis!" - the heavy student
protests.

   "She touched all of us, idiot!  It was for the checkups." - one of the
boys comments, rolling his eyes.

   They all laugh at Greg.

   "No...  but..." - the fat teen stammers, trying to say something to
defend himself.

   "Boys, Greg is speaking the truth." - Lana tells them.  She looks at her
pupil fondly, and he gives her a thankful look.  "I kissed him in the
mouth." - she admits, embarrassed.

   "Woah!" "Really?  "Nice!" - the boys exclaim.

   "And are you his 'school girlfriend' now?" - the leader asks
suspiciously.

   "Well...  that..." - she starts to stay, but Greg tugs at her blouse.

   She looks at him and he motions for her to come closer.  They move a few
steps back and he leans into her ear.

   "Please, Miss Lana.  I beg you.  They'll continue to bully me forever."
- the pudgy boy whispers with a shaky voice.

   Greg legitimately sounded hurt and was honestly begging for her help.

   "But Greg...  I have a fiancee that I love." - she quietly replies.

   "Please, it's make-believe!  You said you love men with small penises.
So, I have that in common with him.  Just pretend I am him." - the obese
student argues containing his voice.

   "Not sure what that has to do with..." - she starts to say but is
interrupted.

   "Please, Miss Lana!  I'll never hear the end of this, I don't want them
to make fun of me and bully me for the rest of the year." - he pleads with
a tear running down his fat cheek.

   The teacher cocks her head, thinking.

   'Ah...  what do I do?  Wait...  Lana, there is nothing to consider here.
You can't leave Greg alone, it's your duty to support him.  You can't let
this poor boy be bullied.  Just pretend quickly and get this over with.' -
she resolves.

   "Okay, but this is just so we can make them stop bullying you.  We are
nothing of the sort." - she says adamantly.

   "Thank you, thank you.  I owe you my life!" - the blubbery boy says,
wiping his eyes.

   The teacher goes back to the other four students.

   "We had not discussed this before, but it is true, I am Greg's 'school
girlfriend'." - she says, gritting her teeth.

   "I thought you were married or something?" - one of the boys says.

   "I do have a fiancee." - she corrects.  "It's all true, but I am doing
this to encourage Greg and give him confidence, until he finds a real
girlfriend."

   "See, I told you guys!" - Greg says with a triumphant smile.  "We even
made out, hah!"

   "I don't believe you.  No way you can land a fine piece of ass like Miss
Cox." - the leader says leery.

   "I did!  And we frenched, I swear!" - the dumpy boy replies.

   "It is true, I gave him a kiss." - she adds flabbergasted.  'Why would
he not believe me...'

   "Well, Miss Cox, if you indeed kissed him, you'll have no issues proving
it." - the leader says smugly.

   The teacher and Greg exchange looks.  The boy's eyes are wide with
worry.

   Lana sighs profoundly.

   "Of course, that is easy!" - she says, trying to sound confident, but
blushing.  "Come here..."

   The teacher leans forward, and her cute lips contact his chubby mouth.
They start to kiss deeply.

   "Woo!" "Go, Greg!" "Nice!" - the boys cheer.

   "I don't see any tongue." - the leader comments.

   Lana glances mid-kiss at the fat student who is making puppy dog eyes at
her.

   'Ah fine...  it's not a big deal...' - she thinks, dismissing any
worries.

   They start to tongue-kiss.  As their tongues interlace, she can feel
passion and lust burning inside her.

   "Fuck that's hot." - one of the boys remarks.

   Their saliva mixes in the teacher's mouth, she can feel her nipples
hardening as the smooching continues.

   "How about some second-base action, Miss Cox?" - the leader says with a
snicker.

   The teacher audibly gasps, but Greg doesn't let her go and forcefully
continues the making out.

   "Why the gasp?  If you are telling the truth and are indeed his
girlfriend, a little tittie grab is no big deal." - the leader states
calmly.

   "Are you telling us the truth, Miss Cox?" - one of the other boys asks.

   She stops the kissing and turns towards them.

   "I am.  Nevertheless, I should not let him grope me in front of you
lot." - she says petulantly.

   "Pfff, no way!  Their story sounds more and more far-fetched to me. 
Right, boys?" - the leader mocks.

   All the boys agree.

   "Please, Miss Lana...  we are so close to convincing them..." - Greg
whispers in her ear, his voice cracking.

   She sighs again.

   'What don't I do for my students.' - she thinks, secretly excited at the
idea of brazenly making out with a student in front of his friends.

   "Let me prove you little boneheads wrong.  Greg, kiss me again." - she
orders with a sultry voice.

   They resume their making out, their tongues invading each other's
mouths.

   Lana holds the stocky boy's chubby hand and guides it towards her
heaving breast.

   He starts to squeeze and massage her left tit, not breaking the kiss.

   "Wow!" "He is going at it!" Fucking slut!" - the boys comment.

   The teacher feels her coochie throb as they call her names.

   "I might be wrong about you two..." - ponders the leader.  "But this
also seems like an elaborated farce...  maybe if it was under her blouse, I
might believe it." - the leader pushes them further.

   Lana groans, knowing that she was going to do what the boy was
suggesting.

   She breaks the kiss and Greg removes his hand.

   'Sorry Dens...' - she thinks as she moves her hands towards her collar.

   The teacher starts to slowly unbutton her blouse.  All the students in
the room hold their breaths.

   The wife-to-be continues opening her blouse until the very top of her
white cotton bra is visible.

   "Go ahead, Greg." - Lana says, blushing furiously.  Her chest is panting
expectantly.

   The obese student doesn't waste time and clumsily gropes her bra-encased
boob.

   "Nice!" "What a slutty teacher!" "Sexy tits!" - the boys comment.

   Greg continues to molest Lana's breast, as a small moan escapes her
mouth.  She was getting into it.

   "Bravo, Greg.  You convinced me." - the leader announces with a clap.

   The teacher steps away from her fat protÃ(C)gÃ(C).  She is extremely
flushed and breathing heavily.

   "I hope...  that means....  you will not...  make fun of him...  from
now on." - the busty educator says.

   "Don't worry, Miss Cox.  Your boyfriend is safe for now." - the leader
smirks.

   "Yeah, Greg is one of us!" - one of the boys says.

   "One of us" "one of us" "one of us" -- they chant.

   All this sudden acceptance and the horniness, due to the groping, was
overwhelming for poor Greg.  He couldn't resist anymore.

   "Miss Lana jerked me off and made me come yesterday!" - the chunky teen
blurts out.

   Lana gasps.  The leader lets out a loud whistle.

   "Did you now, Miss Cox?  Or is he lying to us?" - the leader asks with a
squint.

   Her eyes shoot daggers at Greg.  The fat boy cowers and mouths an 'I'm
sorry'.

   "What the heck...  argh...  fine.  I did it.  I admit it.  I played with
his peepee until he ejaculated." - she admits bashfully.

   "Woah!" "Nice" "What a whore" "Slut" -- the boys comment.

   Once again, her cooch twitches at the name-calling.

   "She called his dick a 'peepee'.  Must be baby-sized." - the leader
snickers.

   Soon, the other boys are laughing too.

   "Quiet!  You four have smaller peepees than him.  I know because I saw
those tiny things you dare call penises." - she spits at them angrily.

   They all stop laughing.  She hit them exactly where it hurt the most.

   "Now, leave my 'school boyfriend' alone.  Or else, this information will
not stay in this room.  Deal?" - she asks impatiently.

   They all nod vehemently.

   "Deal!" - the leader states, sweating.  "Greg, we cool?"

   The obese student gives him a thumbs up.

   "Good.  Do not mess with me." - Lana warns, giving them a quick nod and
walking away.

   'Phew, I did it.  Greg will be respected by them now.  Way to go Lana!'
- she cheers in her head.

   "Miss Lana, where are you going?" - Greg asks, running behind her.

   "I have to get to class.  Have a good day, Greg." - she says, giving him
a peck on the cheek.

   "See you later, Miss Lana!" - the fat boy says, holding his chubby face
with a dumb smile.

   The future-wife leaves class 2-C and enters the adjacent door, her own
classroom.

   'Did I just agree to pretend to be Greg's girlfriend while in school? 
No, no...  that was for that moment only.  Probably won't come up again. 
You helped him and it's all that matters.  The little white lie was a small
price to pay.'- she reflects.

   The teacher was feeling even more worked up than earlier if that can be
believed.

   *****

   Morning -- Bio

   Lana arrives a few minutes early for class.

   Evie, Jim and Andrew are already there.  They exchange a quick greeting,
and she sits at her desk, waiting for her other students.

   Soon the TTT trio arrives, and they simply say hi before going to their
seats.

   The door opens and Chloe comes in.

   Andrew gasps and the TTT trio cheers.

   Chloe is wearing a loose pink top with a vast amount of cleavage, and no
bra, as is evident by the frantic bouncing of her large, perky, teen tits.

   As for bottoms, the blonde is wearing an obscenely short skirt that only
goes a palm further than the bottom of her tight ass, leaving her toned
legs bare, except for the white high-socks she has on.

   "Chloe, what is this?" - Andrew asks, aghast.

   "Hi, babe.  What do you mean?" - the class-rep asks, feigning
obliviousness.

   "Why are you dressed like that, Chlo?" - the Winston-Phillips boy asks
indignantly.

   "Like what, Drew?" - the blonde smiles at him.

   "Like a trollop!" - Andrew answers.

   "How dare you call me that!" - Chloe replies angrily.

   "I think she looks good!" - Wyatt shouts.

   "Smoking hot!" - BJ agrees.

   "Thanks, boys." - she winks at them.  "See, Drew, these real men
appreciate me." - she provokes.

   "I appreciate you, Chlo.  Just questioning why your sudden change of
attire?" - Andrew asks his girlfriend.

   "I agree with you, Drew.  She looks like a bimbo!" - Lukas chimes from
his seat.

   "Shut up, pencil dick!  Nobody asked you!" - the blonde says, giving him
the middle finger.

   "Just agreeing with your boyfriend, you look like a whore!" - the Hunter
boy mocks her.

   "You are just jealous 'cause he gets my tight ass!" - Chloe teases as
she turns around.

   The blonde bends over and lifts her flowy skirt, exposing her pink thong
panties that barely cover her taut teen butt.

   "Chlo!" - Andrew cries, dismayed.

   Lana and the other students gasp in surprise.  The teacher also senses
her cooch throb by the raunchy scene in front of her.

   "You wish!  Nobody wants that skinny ugly butt." - Lukas spits back.

   "Everyone, quiet!  I know class has not started, but please have some
decency." - Lana says sternly.

   "Sorry, Miss Lana!" - a few of them shout out.

   "Now, Chloe, please answer Andrew.  What is the meaning of your improper
outfit?" - the teacher inquires.

   "Principal Bill, your uncle..." - she emphasizes to Andrew.  "Asked me
to liven up my outfits and make them more daring.  He said it's for Drew's
benefit." - the cheeky blonde explains.

   "How is that for my benefit?" - her boyfriend asks, offended.

   "Well, if Bill said it, I guess it is reasonable.  Chloe, please sit
down so we can start class." - Lana orders.

   'Oh, so maybe wearing more revealing clothes helps couples get closer to
each other.  Would that help me and Dens?  Hmm, I should ask Bill.' - the
teacher decides.

   Chloe sits and turns toward Andrew.

   "Sorry babe, for pretending to be mad, I was just teasing you." - she
tells him.

   "Ah!  Oh, you got me!" - he laughs and gives her a peck on the lips.

   "But your uncle did ask me to wear outfits like this, is that okay?" -
the blonde asks bashfully.

   Andrew is quiet for what seems like a long time.  Almost as if a battle
is taking place in his head.

   "I guess it's acceptable." - Andrew says reluctantly.

   "Thanks babe, you are the best boyfriend!" - the cheery class-rep
states.

   The bell rings, signaling the start of class.

   *****

   Lana stands and moves to the front of the room.

   "Good morning, everyone!" - she says with a big smile.

   "Morning, Miss Lana!" - they say in unison.

   "Today we..." - the teacher starts to say but is interrupted by static
noises.

   A booming voice comes out from the classroom speakers.

   "Happy Friday students, this is Principal William Winston-Phillips." -
the voice says.

   Lana is caught by surprise, but she motions everyone to pay attention to
what the principal is saying.

   "Sorry to barge in, I came to announce a School Assembly on Monday
morning.  Participation is mandatory.  Your teachers will be there to
ensure nobody is missing." - he says.

   All the students groan, they all dreaded the boring assemblies.

   "I could hear your groans from here.  Haha.  Do not fret, we will be
discussing the 'Winston-Fest' and the 'School Festival' that will happen in
the upcoming weeks." - he continues.

   The students start to chatter excitedly among themselves.

   "That is all.  Have a good weekend and see you all Monday.  Bill, out!"
- he says with a chuckle, ending the transmission with a loud static.

   Everyone's mood seems to have been elevated by the news of the
'Winston-Fest'.

   'Oh, I remember the Hunters mentioning it.  I wonder what it is.  I'll
ask Mary at some point.' - the teacher thinks.

   "Okay everyone.  Before we start, I want to talk to y'all about a couple
things." - the busty teacher clarifies.

   "What is wrong, Miss Lana?" - Evie asks curiously.

   "Well, I need to apologize for my behavior during the Medical Checkups.
I got carried away and y'all had to save me.  Thanks for that." - she says.
"And please, forgive me."

   "There is nothing to forgive, Miss Lana!" - Jim says.

   "We got you, teach!" - Lukas says.

   "We always have your back." - Wyatt adds.

   All the others agree.

   "Thank you so much, you are the best students a teacher could ask for."
- she says teary-eyed.

   The gullible teacher takes a deep breath.

   "I would also like to apologize to Jim, BJ, Wyatt and Lukas for my
outburst during detention.  Please try to behave next time, I am still new
to this." - she says honestly.

   "What happened?" - Evie asks Wyatt.

   "Miss Lana made Jim come with her big fat tits." - Wyatt says crassly.

   Evie lets out a frustrated moan while Chloe and Andrew gasp.

   "And we missed that?  Damn." - the little raven-haired pervert says.

   "It is not like that..." - Lana starts to say, visibly embarrassed.

   "What did you do, Miss Cox?  Please explain properly." - Andrew orders
seriously.

   "Ahm...  you see...  his peen...  it is difficult to explain...  BJ was
asking for me to use my breasts...  over and over...  and then Jim...  I
put his weenie between them as they were being troublemakers for the whole
hour...  and...  he ended up ejaculating..." - the teacher tries to
explain, flustered.

   "What did you put between your breasts, teach?" - Lukas asks with a
smirk.

   "Eh...  his peepee..." - the teacher says embarrassed.

   "No, that is not what we call it.  Use the 'c' word to describe." -
Lukas bids.

   "And use slang for your boobs too!" - BJ chimes in, he was unusually
quiet until now.

   Lana could feel her burning pussy twitching at their orders, aching for
some attention.

   "I...  erm...  wrapped my tits around his cock.  There, happy?!?" - she
blurts, beet red.

   "Extremely." - Andrew comments.  "It makes more sense to use more
commonplace words from now on to explain things.  Everyone agrees?" - he
asks the class.

   "Yeah!" "Sure" "Yup!" - they all concur.

   The teacher was a bit shocked, conflicting thoughts echoing in her head.

   'Oh, gosh...  they want me to say lewd words to them...  what should I
do?  I can't...  wait, everyone has been improving their grades.  This will
do the same!  But it's not proper...  who is to say it's not?  Bill would
encourage it.  Yes!  Well, if it helps them, I'll do it.' - she considers.

   "Only to help y'all understand things better." - the naive fiancee says
halfheartedly.

   They all cheer their teacher's decision.  She feels her ego swelling
with pride.

   "Can we discuss the beach tomorrow, Miss Lana?" - Jim asks, trying to
change the subject away from his titty fuck.

   "Sure thing.  We will do some practical exercises tomorrow and observe
each other's bodies in a more appropriate environment." - the teacher
explains.

   "Can't wait to see some hot bods!" - Evie says sultrily.

   "And some hot dicks!" - Chloe jokes.

   Andrew makes a displeased sound next to her.

   "Hah!  Nobody will want to show their dick to such an ugly cow!" - Lukas
provokes.

   "Shut your trap!  Nobody asked you, pencil pecker!" - the class-rep says
back.

   "You wish you had my big cock, whore!" - the TTT leader retorts.

   Chloe stands, turns toward him and lifts her skirt, exposing the front
of her pink thong.

   "You can't have this!  Keep dreaming, limp prick!" - the blonde counters
naughtily.

   Andrew is aghast, slack-jawed by his girlfriend's actions.

   Lana's cooch pulsates lewdly, her teacher duties forgotten, and her eyes
glued to the scene.

   "Who'd want that stinky shaved snatch anyway.  Ew!" - the Hunter boy
mocks.

   "Plenty of people!  Your baby penis will never get close to my pussy!" -
Chloe ridicules him with a devilish smile.

   The blonde athlete pulls her panties up, wedging it between her pussy
lips and accentuating her mounds obscenely.

   Chloe thrusts her hips forward, emphasizing her lewd gesture to her
classmates.

   "Woah!" - BJ exclaims.

   "Hot..." - Evie comments, licking her lips.

   Wyatt hi-fives BJ at the sight of the class-rep's almost bare cunt.  Jim
adjusts his pants, trying to hide his raging boner.

   The fit blonde student doesn't move, staying frozen in position, waiting
for Lukas to reply.  The boy is wide-eyed and flushed, for once, completely
at a loss for words.

   "Chlo!  S-stop t-this now." - Andrew requests with a shaky voice, trying
to control his girlfriend.

   "Oh, I..." - Chloe realizes, almost as if waking up from a daze. 
"Sorry, Drew, I got carried away." - she says, sitting back on her seat.

   "We can talk later." - he says dismissively.  "Miss Lana, can we
continue class?"

   Lana shakes the impure thoughts from her head, trying to regain her
composure.

   "Ah, yes.  Where was I...." - the teacher says lost in thoughts. 
"Right, the beach.  Any questions before we move on?"

   "Miss Cox, pardon the interruption." - Andrew says formally.

   "No problem.  What is your question, Andrew?" - Lana asks.

   "We, as a class, got you a new bikini for tomorrow." - he says, handing
her a wrapped present box.

   "I picked it for you!" - Chloe says cheerily.

   "Oh...  thanks...  is it...  appropriate?" - the naive teacher asks,
unsure.

   "According to BJ, it's similar to the navy-blue two-piece you wore to
the town pool." - Evie explains.

   "You are sure, BJ?  My fiancee would not like it if I wore something too
daring.  He explicitly asked me to avoid it." - our gullible protagonist
explains.

   "It is.  Looked the same to me." - Benjamin says with a moody
expression.

   "Okay, thanks everyone for the wonderful gift." - Lana smiles lovingly
at her pupils.

   "You are welcome, Miss Cox.  Just please do not open it until you put it
on, at the beach." - Andrew requests.

   "Of course, I am sure it is lovely." - the teacher smiles.  "Any more
questions or comments?"

   Nobody says anything.

   "Great!  Don't forget to bring flip-flops, towels and sunscreen!" - the
busty educator says excitedly.

   Lana starts her normal lecture, discussing some more Biology concepts.
The class is mostly uneventful, and they covered General Anatomy and Sex
Organs from other species.

   Overall, pretty boring.

   *****

   "Today was great!  According to the principal, your grades improved so
much in such a short period of time." - she says joyfully.  "So, I will
dismiss everyone ten minutes early as a reward!" - Lana announces.

   The students all cheer.  Jim puts his hands up.

   "Can you remind us of what we're going over next week?" - the ginger boy
asks.

   "Sure, Jim.  Next week we will cover Female Sex Organs, possibly using
the new textbook supplement and then hopefully start the lesson of Sex
Hormones on Friday." - she explains.

   "Are we trying on condoms?" - Evie asks cheekily.

   "Erm...  well...  I have not fully planned yet, but that was the
request." - the teacher says embarrassed.

   "Aw yeah!" - BJ cheers.

   Everyone laughs at his enthusiasm.

   "BJ, please stay behind so we can talk, everyone else is dismissed." -
Lana says.

   "Oooooooooooh." - the others say in a mocking tone.

   The teacher chuckles but pays no mind to the teasing.

   Chloe is one of the first to stand up.  The blonde goes around her desk,
and then suddenly bends over at the hips to get something she forgot on her
seat.

   "Nice tits!" - Wyatt shouts.

   You see, as she bent over, her firm teen c-cups spilled out of her
loose-fitting top, giving everyone in class a prime view of her perky
boobs, dark red areolas and pointy nipples.

   "Chlo!  What in the heck!" - Andrew shouts, losing his composure.

   The class-rep calmly looks down and pretends to take a few seconds to
notice.

   "Oops." - she says.  Then she stands back up and adjusts her top back in
place.

   Lana feels her nipples harden and her cooch roar at the indecent
exposure scene.

   The blonde quickly leaves with Andrew on her tail, complaining about her
recent behavior.  Their discussion continues all the way to the cafeteria.

   Jim and Evie follow the couple, giving their teacher a quick peck on the
lips before leaving.

   "See you tomorrow, Miss Lana!" - Jim says cheerily.

   "Can't wait!" - agrees Evie with a wink.

   Benjamin approaches her, with Lukas and Wyatt right behind him.

   "We can talk, but they stay." - the southeast Asian boy says, pointing
to his friends.

   "Fine.  Tsk, tsk.  You boys are just trouble." - she shakes her head,
amused.

   "What do you want with my boy, teach?  You hurt him real bad." - Lukas
says, and BJ makes a sad face.

   "I ...  did?  I just wanted to apologize." - she asks, wide-eyed.

   "Yes, Miss Lana.  BJ loves you and you broke his heart." - Wyatt says.

   "When you gave Jim the titjob in front of him." - Lukas adds.

   "You knew that's all I ever wanted." - BJ complains.  "A titty fuck from
the woman I love.  Seeing Jim do that in front of me...  just...  argh..."
- the tanned boy says.

   Lana could see he was sad, although the tent on his pants told her
otherwise.

   "I am sorry boys.  Sorry, Benjamin.  I did not mean to hurt you in any
way.  You are my precious students and all of you matter the most to me." -
she says frankly.  "The only thing I ask is for y'all to behave."

   They nod attentively.

   "This relationship we have is a two-way street." - she continues.  "If
you want me to be open-minded, easy-going and helping wherever I can, the
minimum I expect in return is that you respect me as your teacher and
mentor." - she finishes.

   "Sorry, teach.  I know BJ got out of line." - Lukas says and BJ gives
him a murderous look.  "Okay, fine.  We all misbehaved, apologies." - he
says exasperated.

   "Yeah, Miss Lana.  We always prank our teachers and try to drive them
crazy, but you are different.  We are family." - Wyatt says fondly.

   "That is right, Wyatt.  Thanks, Lukas, for admitting your fault.  Your
mamma will be proud." - the busty teacher says.

   Lukas gives her an earnest smile.

   "Miss Lana, I cannot say that my feelings for you'll ever change, but I
promise to try to control myself." - BJ says honestly.  "Can I at least
express them every now and then?"

   "Sure, that sounds reasonable." - she says, shrugging.  "Thanks BJ."

   "Okay, then.  Let me give you a big hug." - the tanned boy says
cheekily.

   The teacher opens her arms and BJ embraces her, resting his head on the
top of her ample bosom.  Lana doesn't mind, the contact with her breasts
felt good.

   "You know, Miss.  You really hurt me." - the Asian boy says into her
chest.

   "Sorry, BJ.  I never want to see any of you sad." - the gullible teacher
replies.

   Benjamin's hands start to grope her tits above her shirt.

   'Oh, my...  he is so handsy...  but feels nice...' - she reflects, her
desires taking over.

   "It's okay...  but you could make it up to me..." - he whispers hornily.

   Lukas and Wyatt were quiet, just watching the scene, cautious to not
disrupt it.

   "What can I do?  Mmm..." - she asks, her breath quickening and hotness
spreading from her cooch.

   "Let us three come on your tits tomorrow, it will help me get post-nut
clarity." - he says nonchalantly, squeezing her left hard nipple.

   Even above the blouse and bra, Lana felt her nipple being pinched,
sending small shocks through her body.

   "Ah..." - she moans.  'All three?  I shouldn't...  well...  It's my duty
to make up to him...  I did hurt him unintentionally.  It's not proper for
a teacher to make her students sad.  And he will learn something from it.'
- she considers naively.  "Fine...  mmm...  but let's keep it between us."
- the buxom teacher agrees, giving in to her desires.

   "Sure thing, Miss Lana!" - BJ says enthused.

   The tanned student bends over and kisses his horny teacher on the lips.
She moans deeply in his mouth.

   "Can we see your panties, Miss Lana?" - Wyatt asks.

   Without waiting for a reply, BJ breaks the kiss and steps aside,
releasing one of her boobs.  He then lifts her skirt up to her waist,
exposing her white cotton panties.

   "Ngggg..." - Lana moans, the sudden exposure making her pussy throb with
hunger.

   "A classic." - the dark-skinned student comments.

   Benjamin continues to squeeze and grope her heaving left tit.

   "Do it like Chloe..." - Lukas whispers to his bud.

   The southeast Asian boy pulls her panties up a tad, giving her a lewd
camel toe.

   "Ahn..." - the teacher moans again, due to the sudden stimulation.

   "Is she wet?" - the Hunter boy asks, noticing a small dark spot on her
underwear.

   BJ runs his finger along her slit, the turned-on wife-to-be shrieks at
the touch.

   "Drenched." - BJ replies with a horny smirk.

   The bell rings, signaling the end of class.

   "Tsk...  we should go, dudes." - Lukas orders.

   "Che...  it was just getting good." - Wyatt complains.

   The tanned student releases his teacher and gives her another kiss.

   "Cya tomorrow, teach!" - Lukas says, starting to leave the room.

   "Thanks for the talk, Miss Lana!" - BJ says with a wink.

   "B-bye b-boys.  You are w-welcome." - Lana squeaks back.

   Wyatt approaches BJ before they leave the class, close enough for the
lewd teacher to overhear.

   "Dude, I don't understand you.  I thought you hated seeing Miss Lana
titty fucking Jim, but you want us to come all over her?" - the
dark-skinned student asks his friend.

   "Not sure, dude.  I hated but also loved seeing her with someone else at
the same time.  It made me furious and jealous, but also hornier than I
ever been!" - the tanned boy replies confused.

   "Fucking hell bro." - Wyatt comments as they walk.

   "I guess I am a big pervert in love!" - BJ laughs with a shrug.

   Their conversation continues as they walk away, but it becomes too quiet
for Lana to hear them.

   Feeling frustratingly aroused, she composes herself and makes her way to
the Staff Room carrying her newly gifted swimsuit.

   *****

   Lunch

   Lana runs into Kenny, the janitor, in front of the teacher's room.

   "Afternoon, Miss Cox.  I have sum'thin for ya." - the towering young man
says.

   "Hello, Kenny.  Good to see you again." - she smiles at him.

   "I have to show ya my thanks for the ass photo." - he says, pulling a
piece of thick paper from his pants pocket.

   He holds the paper toward her.  She absent-mindedly grabs it in her soft
hands.

   She immediately feels something sticky on it.

   "Ew...  what is this?" - the innocent teacher asks.

   "It's ma appreciation." - the simple custodian grins.

   Confused, she turns the paper around and sees the photo that she gave
him the day prior, the one of herself exposing her bootyhole.

   For some reason, there were a bunch of whitish stains in the photo.  And
some sort of viscous liquid.

   "Appreciation?" - she asks, puzzled.

   "Yup, thas' my cum." - Kenny says nonchalantly.

   "What the..." - the naive teacher starts to say but is interrupted by a
voice.

   "Good afternoon, Lana.  I hope my nephew is not bothering you." - Stella
says walking toward them.

   Red sirens go off in the teacher's head.

   'Darn...  I'm holding a photo of my bare anus and it's covered in cum...
what do I do?!' - she panics.

   Lana looks around desperately and her eyes fall onto Kenny's pants.

   As she hears the steps of the principal's secretary approaching, the
sirens grow louder.

   In a desperate move, she shoves her hand down his pants, bumping on
something fleshy and warm, and deposits the photo.  She then pulls her hand
away quickly.

   "Hi, Stella.  Not at all, Kenny is a great young man." - the teacher
says, turning.  She was flushed beyond belief.

   "See, Auntie.  Someone likes me." - the custodian beams joyfully.

   "That is good.  Please behave around Miss Lana, she doesn't need any of
your brashness." - Stella says with a chastising tone.

   "Course, Auntie.  Miss Cox likes me a lot.  She is always showing off to
me, right?" - he says.

   "Erm...  yes, right.  Kenny is always appreciative of my help." - Lana
tries to agree.

   "Very well.  See you later, both of you." - Stella says, as she moves
past them and goes down the corridor.

   Lana lets out a big sigh of relief.

   "That was a close call.  Why did you do that in public, Kenny?!" - the
teacher asks, a bit annoyed.

   "Sorry, ma'am.  Just wanted to show ya how much I enjoyed it." - he says
sadly.

   'Ah, I shouldn't be too harsh on him, he meant well.' - she judges.

   "No problem, just be careful." - she says.

   "You betcha!  Next time I'll make sure we are hidden before you touch my
junk." - the janitor says.

   "Your junk?  I did not..." - her voice trails off, realizing what she
had touched earlier.

   "It's cool, it'll be our secret." - he winks at her.  "I have to go now,
bye Miss Cox!" - he says waving at her and leaving.

   "Erm...  bye Kenny." - she says, embarrassed.  'Oh, gosh...  I touched
his penis by mistake...  but it was just because his photo had semen all
over...  argh...  ah...  my hand...' - she remembers.

   Lana brings her hand close to her nose and gives it a big whiff.

   The smell of cum invades her nostrils and sends a twang down her body,
making her cooch react with a twitch.

   'Ugh...  so strong...  I better wash my hands before anyone sees me.' -
she decides.

   *****

   Lana enters the Staff Room and most of the teachers are there, enjoying
their lunch break.

   Mary waves at her and she makes a signal of '1 sec'.  The brunette
teacher goes to the washroom, cleans her hand of Kenny's sperm and goes
back to sit with her best friend.

   "Lana, you seem worked up!" - Mary says with a chuckle.

   "You do not know the half of it..." - Lana says and tells her some of
the things that happened yesterday and today.

   They eat their lunch while the newbie teacher recalls her days.

   "My, my!  You are getting more and more into naughty trouble." - her
blonde friend chuckles.

   "Do not laugh, it has been tough.  I need help.  I am enjoying it, but I
know it is not necessarily proper of me to do it or even allow it." - Lana
tries to explain.

   "Does Dennis hate it?" - Mary asks with a curious expression.

   "Not really...  Quite the opposite." - the brunette admits bashfully.

   "What do you mean?" - her best friend asks.

   "I think he likes it if I fool around and expose myself to others." -
the naive fiancee whispers.

   "Wow.  How do you know?" - the blonde wife says, surprised.

   "Well, he seems to not mind most things and even encourages certain
behaviors!" - the newbie educator says with her hand covering her mouth. 
"Let me tell you about the dildo..."

   Lana explains to Mary, in her words, what had transpired.

   "Really?  Wow, what a twist." - Mary exclaims, genuinely surprised. 
"It'll be a great improvement for the play.  And for you to learn better,
naturally."

   "I guess.  I am unsure if I am ready for all these changes..." - Lana
admits, feeling lost.

   "Don't worry, bestie.  Take one day at a time.  I'm always here for
you." - Mary smiles at her.

   "Thanks!  I have no idea what I would do without my bff." - the young
brunette admits.

   They hug affectionately.

   Professor Henry is around, and his old beady eyes stay glued to the two
sexy women.

   "Well, if you want to know, there is a surefire way to tell if Dennis
likes it." - the blonde MILF says.

   "Really?  How?" - the gullible teacher asks.

   "He can do the 'Horn Test'." - Mary says.

   "Horn test?  What does that mean?" - Lana asks curiously.

   "In the early days, they called it the 'husband trust test' or
something. But someone changed the name to be less on the nose.  Or should
I say, on the horns." - the blonde teacher chuckles.

   "I do not get it." - the brunette fiancee comments.

   "Don't worry about the name.  It's a test to see if he enjoys letting
you fool around or not." - she explains.

   "And how is that determined?  What happens?" - the newbie teacher asks
with interest.

   "You just pretend to mess around with someone in front of him, but
behind cover.  If he objects without getting excited, he's not into it." -
the Hunter matriarch says.

   "And if he does get aroused?" - Lana asks wide-eyed.

   "Then he likes the horns." - her best friend smiles widely.

   "Ah...  and what do I have to do?" - the future-wife asks, worried.

   "Nothing much, just pretend to kiss and touch.  Easy stuff." - her
colleague assures her.

   "Like in the play?" - Lana asks naively.

   "Yeah, exactly." - the blonde mother agrees with a smirk.

   'Dens said he was okay if I pretended, so I guess it's the same.' - the
busty teacher thinks.  "Are you sure about this, Mary?" - she asks to make
sure.

   "Obviously!  It's a Winston tradition.  Everyone knows it." - the
experienced teacher says seriously.

   "Okay, I agree.  Seems like fun and a safe way to find out.  Should we
do it tomorrow?" - the brunette educator asks innocently.

   "Of course, my precious.  I had some other ideas too." - she winks at
her best friend.

   "Oooh, do tell!" - Lana says enthusiastically.

   Mary proceeds to tell her a few of her ideas, mostly involving party
games.

   She mentions some betting games, some stripping games and
guess-the-object games.

   Lana was getting into the idea of being a bit naughty with Dennis and
his coworkers.

   So much so, that she got excited when Mary mentioned the possibility of
a dance contest but wearing just a long-short with nothing underneath,
Kim-stories style.

   The young teacher could feel her sex burn with each salacious
suggestion.

   Unfortunately for us, Mary cared a lot for Lana and avoided suggesting
anything too drastic or explicit, mostly some stripping and light
exhibitionism.

   The end of the lunch hour was fast approaching.

   "Well, I'm glad you like my ideas, bestie." - Mary says.

   "I do.  Not sure I am ready for them, but with a bit of alcohol we can
see." - she admits, flushing.

   "That's my gal!  Okay, I'm going to try to plan something out." - the
blonde teacher explains to her friend.

   "That sounds great." - Lana says, getting up with Mary.

   They grab their things, leave the Staff Room and start to walk to their
classes.  Lana leaves her wrapped present at her desk.

   "Are you going to see Bill now?" - Mary asks with a known smirk

   They stop in front of the principal's office.

   "Yes, he wants to give me some new uniforms or something." - Lana
explains gullibility.

   "Oh yes, I saw them.  They'll look lovely on you.  Good luck!" - her new
best friend says.

   "Thanks, see you later!" - the brunette fiancee says, knocking on the
door.

   Mary waves goodbye and goes down the stairs.

   *****

   Afternoon -- Principal

   "Come in!" - Principal Bill's voice shouts on the other side of the
door.

   Lana sheepishly opens the door.

   "Hello Bill, we had that appointment today?" - she says nervously.

   "Lana!  Indeed, we do!  Come in, I just need a minute." - the burly
senior man says jolly.  "Make yourself at home." - he points at the
couches.

   The principal's office has a series of 3 leather couches set in a
U-shape, with a fancy glass coffee table in the middle.

   The naive teacher closes the door behind her and skittishly sits down.

   'Why am I anxious?  Not sure, but Bill intimidates me a little...' - she
reflects, adjusting her skirt.

   The principal finishes writing something and gets up from his chair. 
The husky old man walks toward the busty and meek educator.

   'Gosh, I forgot how large and tall he is...  same height as Dens, but
twice as wide.  At least!  I wonder if his penis is as big as his frame...
ugh...  stop thinking about indecent things, Lana.' - she shakes the nasty
thoughts from her head once again.

   "It's peachy to see you again, doll.  Let me give you a hug." - the
broad elderly man says.

   He approaches her and bends over, giving her a semi-embrace.

   The result is that his crotch area is rubbing all over her face while
his protuberant belly is resting on her head.

   "Mmffmm!" - she complains, being suffocated by his private parts.

   She is painfully aware of his dick, beneath his slacks, bumping against
her pretty face.

   "Oh, sorry, Lana.  Didn't mean to smother you with my old sausage.  It's
so big it gets in the way sometimes." - Bill says with a grin.

   '*Gasp*, did he say it was big?  Oh, goodness...' - she exclaims in her
head.

   "Erm...  no worries, Bill.  It cannot be helped if it gets in the way."
- she tries to play it cool.

   "Thanks for being so understanding, that's why you are my new star
teacher!" - the elder principal says merrily.

   He sits down on the couch opposite of her.

   "I am?" - she asks, visibly surprised by the news.

   "Of course, sunshine!  You have been a rockstar since arriving here." -
he explains with a smile.

   "That is good to hear, the students and the school are my utmost
priority." - she says, disregarding what had just transpired during their
half-hug.

   "Fantastic.  So, you might be curious why I asked you to come over
today?" - he asks.

   "Yes, Mary and Chloe gave me hints, since she helped you yesterday.  But
besides being about a new uniform, I have no clue." - the gullible teacher
says frankly.

   "Chloe indeed aided me a lot." - he says with a lecherous grin.

   "Is that why she was wearing more...  hum...  how should I say... 
daring clothes today?" - Lana asks, intrigued.

   "Her case is different, as I am doing that for her and Andrew's sake. 
My nephew has much to learn." - the principal states seriously.

   "But is it true that revealing clothes can help couples get closer?" -
she inquires, hopeful.

   "From my experience, that is always the case." - the old man affirms.

   'I see...  so that might be the case for me and Dens' relationship. 
Interesting.' - she considers.

   Bill sees the young fiancee lost in thought.  He decides to change
subjects, so she comes to her own salacious conclusions without poking any
further.

   "Anyhow..." - he continues.  "The reason you are here is because you'll
be part of the 'Incentive Program'." - Bill declares.

   "'Incentive Program'?" - the naive teacher asks.

   "Correct.  It's a rewards-based program that we put only our most
promising teachers through." - he explains.  "Mary participated in it when
she joined us."

   "Really?  Is it related to my accomplishments?" - she asks curiously. 
'Seems like a good opportunity.' - she thinks.

   "As I mentioned, you have been performing splendidly in your role.  All
the bonding, open communication and physicality with the students have been
causing their performance to drastically improve.  Even the School Board is
aware and interested in your progress."

   "The School Board?" - she asks wide-eyed.  He nods.  "Oh wow."

   "Correct, they are exceptionally pleased so far." - the old man states.
"The permanent teaching role at this school is tied to the board's
approval, and one of the best ways to guarantee is excelling at the
'Incentive Program'." - the husky elderly explains.

   "That makes sense.  So, what does it entail?" - the busty newbie teacher
asks.  'I have a shot at something big here, better not mess it up.' - she
decides.

   "It's quite simple, my peach.  You're already aware that, the more you
bond with your students, the higher their grades, correct?" - he says
patronizingly, gesturing his arms.

   "Yes, they have been doing far better than expected." - she naively
agrees, even though he was the one who told her that in their previous
meeting.

   "So that is it.  This program encourages the skinship and interaction
between you and everyone else, students and faculty included." - the old
principal elaborates nonchalantly.

   "Ah, and how is that different from what has already been happening?" -
she asks, trying to understand where this was going.

   "Well, this is the official version.  It'll be all on paper.  The more
you bond, the higher your academic rating gets.  The gist is that this
program makes it more advantageous for you to be liberated of any
restrictions." - the burly senior says.

   "Wow..." - she says, her mind drifting.

   'So he wants me to agree on paper that it's okay for my students to
grope my slutty body...  I mean...  not just okay...  he wants me to
encourage them to touch and see me...  in return, my job performance rating
will go up...  jeez...' - she deliberates.

   Warmth starts to spread from between her legs.

   "The participation in this program also earns you a nomination for
'Educator of the Year'." - he states with a calm smile.

   "Really?" - she blurts, her eyes getting wide.  "I always wanted to be
publicly recognized by my accomplishments as a teacher." - she admits,
blushing.

   Bill knew he had her by the balls.

   "Yes, I promise to put your name forward next week.  If you agree." -
the elder principal commits.

   She squeals with glee.

   'Everything's happening so fast!' - she thinks enthused.  'Wait...  but
my students...' - she remembers her role.

   "It all seems too one-sided.  Should I not prioritize my students above
any 'rewards' for my job?" - she asks innocently.

   Lana was proud of her sense of duty.

   William smiles, he was ready for this question.

   "Of course.  And like I said, it's already happening.  The more
integrated you get into the 'Incentive Program', the higher their
performance will also be.  They'll also get special benefits like
school-sponsored events or trips for national sports competitions.  It's a
win-win." - he explains emphatically.

   "Oh!  That is great then." - she says jubilantly.  "Is there anything
else that is expected of me, besides what you explained already?" - the
teacher asks.

   "Indubitably.  Since it's an official program, you also have some
responsibilities and obligations." - he says seriously.

   "Gosh, like what?" - she asks, slightly concerned.

   "The main rule is to wear the new uniforms, that's why we're here
today." - he says, she nods.  "I also expect you to take initiative and
judge the situations where bonding is appropriate.  Be flexible and as
reasonable as possible." - the old man lectures her.  There is a hint of
lecherousness in his voice.

   "You can count on me, Principal Bill." - the buxom fiancee concurs
excitedly.

   "Good, buttercup.  I knew I could count on you." - he states, and she
beams with pride.  "Now, can you give me an example of a reasonable
situation for bonding?  Just so we are on the same page."

   Lana's expression changes to one of deep thought.  Bill can see the cogs
turning in her head.

   'Hmm...  I guess the students are interested in groping my bum and
touching my breasts.  It does feel good, I must admit.  Or sometimes when
they slap my behind, it's good too.  No, this is not about you feeling
good. So, when I touch them?  Yes, that makes them feel good.  But might be
too much to commit to...  let's go with the first option.' - she weighs,
not even realizing that she was basically just deciding how she would let
her students have their way with her.

   Oh, how the tables have turned.

   "Ahm...  for example letting a student touch my butt as a reward for a
correct answer?" - the beautiful and curvy educator asks tentatively.

   "Very good, Lana.  That's right." - he praises her.  "Allowing them to
have a peek under your skirt is also a reasonable and proper way to
encourage them." - the old man explains nonchalantly with a pervy grin.

   "Showing them my underwear, on purpose?" - the future-wife asks,
flushing.

   Lana could feel her rosy nipples hardening at the prospect.

   "Correct.  Or you could pretend it was an accident.  Let's test it,
flash me your panties, now." - he orders.

   She gasps softly, partly shocked, but partly aroused at the command.

   "If I must..." - she says submissively.

   She takes a hold of the hem of her skirt and pulls it up, until the
bottom of her underwear becomes visible.  She then opens her legs wide,
giving him a good view of her white cotton undergarments.

   The teacher's cooch twitches lewdly, sending shivers through her body.

   "Good job, doll.  You can stay like that for a bit." - he says with a
lecherous smile.  She releases her skirt, leaving her legs spread wide. 
"You should encourage the students to flip your skirt, boys love that." -
the old man continues.

   "Oh, my...  and how about kissing?" - she asks.

   The wife-to-be secretly wanted his boss to encourage her to keep kissing
her students.

   "Yes, kissing is expected.  If they are doing well, even a french kiss
is appropriate.  The more tongue and saliva, the better." - he explains,
and she nods enthusiastically.

   She blushes again at the stimulating conversation.  Her hands drift to
her panty-covered vagina and she touches it softly.

   "And exposing my body like this is not bad?" - she asks, already knowing
the answer.

   "Not at all, it will all be part of the 'Incentive Program'.  You should
bare even more!" - he states, and she squeaks, a mixture of a gasp and a
moan.  "What else you got?" - he asks.

   "Erm...  the students seem to like it if I touch them.  Is that not
wrong?" - she asks nervously, but her hand was slowly caressing her needy
pussy.

   The principal lets out a loud laugh.

   "Not at all, doll.  That just seems reasonable to me." - he says
approvingly.  "From now on, you have carte blanche to do as you please." -
the old man gives her a naughty smile.

   "Really, anything at all?" - she asks, her thoughts all over the place.

   "Anything at all.  As long as the progress continues and you respect the
basic rules, like the uniform...  and some others." - he explains,
whispering that last part.

   "That seems reasonable." - she says agreeably.  She was truly excited
for the future.

   "Do you agree to take part in the 'Incentive Program'?" - Bill asks,
with a serious tone.

   'Oh, gosh...  this may get out of hand.  No.  Don't worry, Lana.  This
is for yours and Dens' future.  And for your students' future.  You need to
do it.' - she tells herself.

   "Yes, I would love to be part of it!" - the naive fiancee agrees.

   "Great.  I have the papers to sign on my desk.  After that we can try on
the new uniforms." - he says, standing up.

   The meek teacher looks up again, impressed at how tall and large he was.

   "Thanks, Bill, for giving me this opportunity." - she squeaks, a mixture
of nervous, thrilled and aroused.

   "My pleasure, buttercup." - he says, giving her a wide smile.

   Bill points toward his desk.  Lana closes her legs and slowly gets up.

   She walks past the principal, and he gives her a slap on the butt.

   "Atta girl!" - he says.  "You are making us all proud."

   She can feel her ego swelling by his praise.  She can also feel the
sting of his hand on her bum.

   'Hmm...  I kinda like it...  imagine how would his slap feel on my bare
bum...  no...  stop it...' - she chastises herself, but her sex was
throbbing with desire.

   "Thanks, Bill." - she says earnestly.

   They go over to his desk, and he gets some papers out of a drawer and
lays them out for her.

   The top says 'Winston-Phillips School -- Incentive Program'.

   "Sign here." - he orders, pointing at the line at the bottom.

   Something on the back of her mind says she should be prudent and read
the contract first.  She dismisses it as an unfounded concern.

   'Bill would not do anything bad.  I need to show that I trust him.' -
she decides.

   She starts to skim it, but the old pervert starts groping her ass cheek,
underneath her dress.  He kneads her panty-clad assflesh with zest.

   The lewd action distracts her from reading, and she is now only paying
attention to one thing.

   The teacher arches her back, proudly emphasizing her behind to her
superior.  He lifts her skirt with his other hand.

   "Saw it already, a bit too boring." - he says disapprovingly.

   "Ah, Bill, that is embarrassing." - she says, wiggling her bum

   "No need to be shy, this is all part of the program now." - he explains
with a horny voice.

   "You said my panties were boring?" - she asks, looking at him.

   "Not something a beautiful young woman should wear." - the old pervert
states.

   "But these are the only types I have!" - she explains.

   "Do not fret, the 'Program' will provide you with some new ones." - he
explains.  Before she can say anything else, he continues.  "Now, sign."

   Lana obediently signs the contract.

   "Very good, come give this old fart a celebratory kiss." - he says,
opening his arms.

   They embrace and kiss.  Bill starts to grope both of her ass cheeks
underneath her panties.

   To her frustration, he quickly breaks the kiss.  She groans.

   "We can easily get carried away.  We have things to do." - he says in
response.  She nods.

   He opens one of the cabinets and grabs a sizable bag.  He guides the
busty teacher back to the couches.

   "Are you ready for your new wardrobe?" - the kinky principal asks.

   She nods anxiously, her breasts bouncing due to her accelerated
breathing.

   He lays the clothing out on the middle couch.

   Lana can see a few skirts, a few shirts and some panties.

   "That is all?  Where are the bras?" - she asks naively.

   "Well, there are no bras.  We suggest you go braless with some of these
outfits.  Of course, it's up to you, but it's highly encouraged by the
'Program'." - he explains.

   "Ermm...  I see...." - she stammers, not knowing what to do.

   Sensing her discomfort, Bill starts showing off the new outfits to
distract her from the worries.

   In total there are 6 skirts, 2 of each color between red, white and
gray. They also vary in length, with 3 of them being on the longer side if
compared to the other 3.  However, the longer ones are more flowy, while
the shorter ones are tighter.

   There are also 6 blouses, again, 2 of each color.  They are all
sleeveless.  The 3 opaque ones have a v-neck, hopefully leaving a good
amount of cleavage.  While the 3 sheer blouses button up all the way to the
neck.

   "Do you like them?" - he asks with a grin, and she nods shyly.

   'Some of these are too daring.  Maybe I can avoid the sheer blouses and
the shorter skirts.' - she reflects.

   As if hearing her thoughts, Bill interjects.

   "Feel free to use any combination you want, but you cannot repeat one
until you wore all six." - the old lecher states with a grin.

   "What?  But..." - she protests, terror stamped across her face.  'Oh,
no!' - she panics.

   "It's in the contract you just signed." - he explains with a raised
eyebrow.  "I thought you were reading it." - he reprimands her.

   "I got distracted by your groping..." - she justifies, nervously.

   "Don't blame me, Missy.  It's your fault for not reading it thoroughly."
- he says with a wrinkly frown.

   "Sorry, Bill.  I did not mean to accuse you." - the teacher explains. 
'Gosh, I should not have said that.' - she thinks worriedly.

   "It's all right." - he says, putting his hand on her hips.  She lets out
a sigh of relief.  "Also, no need to be worried, it's part of the
'Program'. Wearing the uniforms will benefit everyone." - he says merrily.

   "You are right, sorry, it is just...  I never wore anything like that.
Not sure Dennis will approve." - she admits bashfully.

   "Of course, he will.  My brother will have a talk with him." - Bill says
with a devilish grin.

   "Thank you so much, Bill.  It's good to have someone looking out for
me." - the gullible teacher says, happy that the principal was helping her
grow so much.

   "It's my pleasure, peach.  Also, you're obligated to wear the skirts,
blouses and panties provided, the rest is up to you." - he explains.

   "Okay, and how does the underwear look?" - the future-wife asks,
concerned.

   He lays the panties out on the couch.

   There are also 6 pairs, red, white and black instead of gray.  There are
2 cheeky-style, covering less than half her cheeks, 2 also cheeky-cut but
lacy and quite sheer, and 2 thongs.

   "*Gasp*...  are you sure I have to?" - she asks, looking him in the
eyes. He nods with a serious look.  "Since I...  hmm...  never wore this
type of...  ensemble...  erm...  I...  do not think it would look good on
me." - she admits, chagrined.

   "Don't be daft, your body is perfect.  You have beautiful curves.  You
should be proud." - he assures her, running his hand through his white
hair.

   "You are not just saying that?  You mean it?" - she asks with demure.

   Lana knew she had a good body, she just needed to hear it from others
once in a while.

   The voluptuous fiancee was unconsciously getting addicted to
compliments, even more so if they were somewhat crass.

   "I would put money on it." - he grins.  "Anyone in town would give their
fortune to spend a night with you and your body." - the principal affirms
hornily, taking the bait.

   "Aw, thanks." - she blushes and her cooch twitches at the idea of sex.
"Are you certain about the outfits?"

   "They'll look great.  How about we try a few of them on?" - he says
lecherously.

   "Right now?" - the wife-to-be asks, taken aback by the proposition.

   "We need to make sure the size works.  This is what this time is for." -
the old principal says casually.

   "I guess so.  Let me go to the Staff bathroom and I will be right back."
- the teacher says naively.

   "No.  Right here." - the husky man demands.

   "Eh?" - she exclaims, her eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

   "No need to go anywhere, Chloe and Mary changed right here." - he says
as if it was the norm.

   "They did??" - she blurts out.

   'If they trust him, I suppose I should too...  Bill seems like a
harmless old man...  although he is quite big...  hihihi...' - she giggles
in her head.

   "Okay, Principal Bill." - she mutters timidly.

   "Perfect.  Give me a minute, buttercup.  I just need to make a quick
call." - he states, and she nods sheepishly.

   *****

   He walks to his desk and plops down on his fancy expensive chair.

   Bill knew he could push the teacher even further if he was alone, but
this was not the goal here.  The goal was to break her down and make her
experience some more embarrassing situations.

   He shouldn't forget that this was a long-term plan.  He could wait
longer to have her.

   He picks up his phone and dials.

   *****

   Lana sits down.  Her mind is whirling, too distracted to notice what the
principal was scheming.

   'Gosh, gosh, gosh...  I will have to change in front of him...  courage,
Lana.  This is normal.  Mary and Chloe did it too.  Besides, I am wearing
underwear, so it's not much different than a bikini.  And I am going to
wear a two-piece tomorrow on a public beach.  Jeez.  What am I getting
myself into.

   Her breathing quickens.

   'Hopefully this "Incentive Program" is beneficial to everyone, including
me and Dens.  I'll have to talk to him tonight, I hope he gets on board.  I
need his support.  Focus, Lana, you have a pressing matter at hand'.

   She takes a deep breath, trying to concentrate.

   'Let's try these uniforms to know what to expect next week.  Gosh... 
with luck they won't be too revealing, since the whole school will see me
wearing them...  wait...  the whole town!  Hmm...  I'm nervous.  My stomach
is in knots.  It's weird being both anxious and aroused at the same time...
no...  I'm not aroused, it's just a normal body reaction.  Focus...'

   The principal clears his raspy old throat.

   Lana jumps and shrieks, not realizing that the beefy man was standing
next to her.

   "Oh, I didn't mean to scare you, doll." - he says with a fond smile. 
"You can start undressing now." - he adds, his kind smile changing to a
perverted one in a flash.

   Awkwardly she starts to unbutton her blouse.  Her body starts to grow
hot.

   The burly elder principal sits on the couch, and crosses his legs,
admiring the show.

   She blushes furiously, feeling even more self-conscious.

   Lana removes her blouse, exposing her enormous bra-encased breasts to
the depraved man.

   "*pheeeeew*" - he whistles in appreciation.  "Amazing."

   She blushes even further, and she can feel her nipples hardening.  A
fact that doesn't go unnoticed by Bill.

   Closing her eyes and holding her breath, she pulls her skirt down,
letting it bunch around her ankles.

   "Your booty is so plump and round.  It should be a sculpture." - he says
with a naughty grin.

   "Erm...  thanks, Bill." - she says, abashed but aroused.

   Suddenly, the door opens.

   *****

   Professor Henry rapidly walks in and closes the door behind him.

   The professor was an older scrawny man, about the same age as the
principal.  He has a mousey look and feel to him, being short, small and
white-haired.

   The naive teacher turns around at the sound.  Her massive mountains of
flesh bouncing wildly.

   "Eeeeekkkk!" - Lana yelps.  "Why is he here?"

   She bends over in place, trying to cover her private parts.

   "I invited him, he helped me judge Chloe's outfits yesterday.  It makes
sense to get his help." - Bill states as if it was obvious.

   "He can't!  I barely know him!" - the panicked teacher complains.

   "Nonsense.  Don't be a prude, dear.  Professor Henry here is one of your
most devout supporters with the board." - the old principal states.

   "He is?" - she asks wide-eyed.  "You are?" - the newbie educator
inquires to the visitor.

   "That's right, sugar.  We haven't interacted much so far, but I see
you're doing a marvelous job.  This school needed a shake up and you were a
godsend." - the mousey old professor says.

   During Chloe's event, Professor Henry was very nervous, as he was caught
by surprise.  This time however, Bill had filled him in on the situation
and he had been readying himself all day.

   "Oh, thanks." - she says, blushing.  Lana was still covering her boobs
and crotch.

   "Come on, old friend.  Sit, sit." - Bill ushers, pointing to the seat
next to him.

   The scrawny teacher sits and makes himself comfortable on the couch.

   "You can go ahead and remove your hands now." - the overweight principal
states.

   "Erm...  does he have to stay while I change?" - she asks,
uncomfortable.

   "Of course.  It's too late now to do anything else.  You can change in
front of us.  Do you mind, Henry?" - the husky man asks with a grin.

   "Not at all, Bill.  It will be my pleasure to help." - the senior
professor says with a horny voice.

   "Gah...  but..." - the teacher stammers, slightly nervous.  'You must do
this, Lana.  Don't be nervous.  This old decrepit teacher is harmless.  I
reckon Dens would laugh at the situation.' - she considers.

   "So?  We don't have all day, sunshine." - the principal says
impatiently.

   "Ah...  okay." - she agrees reluctantly.  "I do not need to try the
panties on, right?" - she asks, optimistically.

   "What should we do here, old friend?" - Bill asks the bony elderly
teacher.

   "We should have compassion and let her skip that part." - Henry says,
winking at Lana.

   "Very well.  I guess we can do her that favor." - the old principal
says.

   Unbeknownst to Lana, they had already agreed on this course of action
beforehand.  They wanted her to feel that they were being benevolent to
her.

   "Phew...  thanks." - she says relieved.

   She drops her hands down and straightens up, showcasing her body to the
lecherous professor.

   "Wowzah!" - the mousey white-haired man exclaims.  "What enormous
melons!"

   The young teacher blushes and unconsciously bounces a little, making her
heavy boobs jiggle.  Their eyes go wide.

   The naughty fiancee can see a little protuberance forming on Harry's
slacks.  Bill still has his legs crossed, hiding his straining erection.

   "Thanks...  I will try some outfits on now..." - she says bashfully.

   She tries different blouses and skirts combinations.

   *****

   Author's note: I will skip the lengthy description of Lana trying each
outfit and the men's reactions to it and will summarize how each piece
looks on her curvaceous body.

   The three v-neck button up blouses fit the teacher nicely, stretching
tightly across her advantaged chest.  The buttons look strained, almost as
if they could pop at a minute's notice.  The cleavage the blouses provide
is modest, yet enough to be tantalizing, as the last button doesn't go all
the way up, ending around the top of her mighty orbs.  Her bare arms help
completely the look, adding some more bare skin and allure.

   It would be a somewhat normal blouse for a hot day out or a casual
dinner, but definitely too much for a teacher to wear to school.

   The partially-sheer collared-blouses are a bit more daring.  Maybe too
daring.  These blouses are a looser fit than the others, not emphasizing
her bosom as well.  And although the buttons go all the up to her neck, her
bra is obviously visible underneath, as well as her flat tummy.  Lana has
not even realized that the sunlight might make these tops become
practically see-through.  So, in a way, the lack of shape of the blouses is
compensated by the insurmountable amount of barely covered skin.  Her arms
are also bare.

   If the other blouses would be considered too much, these are definitely
beyond the scope of what could be considered acceptable.  But it was part
of the 'Program', so Lana could not complain.

   She decides to leave the sheer blouses for last.

   The first three skirts are longer, but unquestionably shorter than
anything that the teacher was used to.  They only came about mid-thigh,
leaving the rest of her creamy legs bare.  They accentuated her big ass
nicely, but nothing too obscene.  The skirts were also loose and flowy,
being overly easy to be displaced, as it was evident by when Lana did a
spin, and her white panties came into view.

   Overall, these were nothing much, maybe a tad short for a school
environment.  However, they would provide the students with lots of
opportunity for pranks, and Lana with easy ways of flashing them her new
underwear.

   The other skirts were almost too much for our innocent teacher to bear.
They came only about a palm below her phat white ass, leaving an indecent
amount of bare thigh flesh.  These skirts were also tight, shaping her
massive posterior nicely and stretching tight across her cheeks.  The
skirts would be harder to lift than the others, but once it happened, the
teacher would have a hard time pulling them back down over her shapely
butt.

   These skirts looked almost pornographic on the sexy teacher, with her
big ass on full display.  They were more appropriate to be worn by a
stripper going to a dance club.

   The combination of the tight, short skirt plus the sheer blouse, would
decidedly cause a stir among the townsfolk, and a rise on all the teen
penises at the school.

   *****

   As Lana finishes trying the last of the outfits, a sheer red blouse with
a flowy gray skirt, Bill finally stops her.

   "Lana, doll, your bra looks terrible with this blouse.  The white
contrasts too much.  How about you remove your bra so we can see it
properly." - he orders, not giving her room to question.

   "*gasp*!  Prof.  Henry would be able to see my breasts in this blouse!
It would be inappropriate!" - the teacher protests.

   "What do you think, old chap?" - the principal asks.

   "I guess she's right, going braless with this blouse would be quite
raunchy." - the scrawny professor says.

   "Thank you!" - she says, thankful for his cooperation.

   "That's true.  Very well, Lana, please remove your bra and try the
opaque red one." - the elder principal states nonchalantly.

   "What?  But..." - she stammers.

   "There is nothing to worry, he won't be able to see them with the opaque
blouse.  Besides, you need to know how it feels, as it's encouraged by the
'Incentive Program'." - he says, giving her a stern look.

   Lana knew what she had to do.  What she secretly wanted to do.

   All the parading around in her underwear and showing naughty outfits to
the two old men had already put her on edge.

   The teacher was visibly wet, with a dark damp patch on her panties, and
her nipples were poking through her white bra.

   "Don't worry, dear, you can hide your big boobies if you turn around." -
Prof.  Henry says lecherously.

   She nods sheepishly.

   The wife-to- be turns around and unclasps her bra.  She tugs at the
straps, letting them slide down.  Her white cotton bra falls to the floor,
momentarily forgotten.

   "I'll be darned!  Sweet-pie, what have they been feeding you?" - asks
the scrawny teacher, adjusting his boner in his pants.

   Lana gives him an embarrassed glance.

   "They are a marvel indeed.  I would love to wrap them around my old
cock." - Bill comments crassly.

   The hot teacher feels her wet cooch twitch by his vulgar words.

   As she picks up another blouse, her tits wobble frantically, giving the
two senior men a great view of her side boobs.

   "Wow, those bouncing fuck-jugs are driving me wild!" - Henry says
lewdly.

   Once again, she feels her needy coochie gushing at the professor's
words.

   'Gosh...  I'm enjoying it more and more when people comment on my slutty
body...  it feels so wrong...  but so arousing...  I know I shouldn't let
them say that...  but it's harmless and makes me feel all tingly...  as
long as everyone behaves, there's no worries.' - she evaluates.

   The teacher starts to touch her tits absentmindedly, letting the blouse
fall back on the couch.

   Being practically naked in front of these two senior men, one of them
being her boss, was highly enticing, and they were openly commenting on her
luscious body on top of it.

   Prof.  Henry could not take it anymore.  His boner was exploding.  He
had to see them.

   Surprising even Bill, he stands up and hurries toward the door, trying
to get a good look at the teacher's exposed fat tits.

   "I dropped something..." - the old coot mutters, as he approaches the
couch.

   The next series of events all happened in a flash.

   The lecherous skinny professor turns around to get a peek at the
hypnotizing boobies.

   Lana yelps in surprise.

   Bill gets up and rushes toward Lana.

   As the burly old principal reaches the defenseless teacher, a ripping
sound can be heard, but nobody was paying attention.

   Henry manages to get a quick glimpse of her naked tits, but Principal
Bill embraces the teacher from behind and quickly covers them with his big
wrinkly hands, obstructing most of them from view.

   "Eeeeeeek!  Bill!" - the teacher shrieks, trying to break free from his
hold.

   "Stop moving, I'm trying to cover you." - he shouts at her in a strict
tone.

   "Bill, what are you doing?  I was about to get a good look!" - the
perverted old professor complains.

   "Henry!  That the hell are YOU doing!  You are harassing the poor lady."
- the principal barks in reprimand, coming to Lana's defense.

   "But...  I..." - Henry stammers, confused.

   "Leave, now!  You are lucky I don't punish you for sexual harassment." -
Bill says sternly.

   "I...  hmm...  sorry, Lana...  I got carried away..." - the professor
stumbles his words, visibly scared of his boss.

   "Out, Henry.  Now!  Before I lose my patience with you." - the principal
yells, clearly upset.

   The mousey professor hurries away, stumbling on his way and closing the
door.

   As soon as he is out, Lana lets out a whimper, as Bill was still holding
her big breasts.

   "Sorry about that, sunshine.  Sometimes Henry forgets his decorum.  He
means well, he's just a bit senile." - the beefy principal explains.

   He starts to lightly squeeze her bare melons.  He was careful not to rub
his massive erection on her ass, as he didn't want to break the moment.

   "Ah...  I see...  okay..." - she mumbles, distracted by the sudden
alluring massage.

   Finding no resistance from the aroused educator, he starts to grope her
large tits more intensely.

   That earns him a nice soft moan from the busty fiancee.

   *****

   Principal Bill was pissed at his old friend, he was planning to push her
even further, until she was naked and voluntarily showing her breasts.  But
Henry had a knack to fumble things and ruin his best laid plans.

   He had no choice but to cut the meeting short and think of something
else.  He knew he had accomplished a lot today already.

   "I was planning to continue our session, but I feel like it would be
more prudent to end it here for today." - the old man informs her.

   "Ah....  Yes, you are...  mmm...  right.  That is probably...  ahhh...
for the best." - she agrees, enjoying his adept hands on her hard nipples.

   "But first, let me give you a reward for being so cooperative and
obedient today.  You were a good girl." - he says, complimenting her.

   Her chest swells with pride, and he uses the opportunity to pinch her
fat nipples.  She groans with pleasure.

   In a quick motion, the surprisingly nimble principal releases her left
breast and swings around until he is facing her.  His right hand never left
her tit even for a moment.

   She looks at him expectantly with big green eyes.

   His heart melts a little.  and his hard penis throbs, some precum
leaking on his tighty-whities.

   He takes a hold of her left voluptuous titflesh and expertly lowers his
mouth to it.  He gives her hard rosy nipple a lick.

   Lana utters a startled moan.

   'Ahhh...  nobody has ever licked my nipple before...  sorry, Dens...  it
feels so good...  more...  ahh...' - her mind thinks, stuck in a fog of
lust.

   As if reading her mind, the corpulent old man wraps his mouth around her
nipple and starts to suck and lick it enthusiastically.

   "Myy...  ah...  this...  feeeeeels...  amaaaazing...  ahhh..." - she
says out loud, between moans.

   He abruptly stops and straightens up.  She whimpers, annoyed.

   "Glad you liked it, we can continue next time." - he says with a grin.

   Bill knew it was best to stop and leave her wanting more.  He needed to
keep an eye on the long-term prize, his immediate satisfaction would have
to wait.

   "Ah...  okay..." - she says weakly.  She was frustrated that he didn't
go any further.  'Why did he stop?!  It was just getting good.' - she
complains in her head.

   "Was this the first time anyone has licked your fat tits?" - the old man
asks, knowing the answer.

   "It was...  thank you..." - she says submissively.  'Maybe Dens can do
it tonight?  I'll ask him.' - she decides.

   "You're welcome, peach.  Now, I'll give you some privacy to change and
grab the outfits.  I'll be at my desk." - he says, giving her a proud smile
and walking away.

   Lana thinks about putting her clothes on first.

   'Ah, Bill saw me already, so no harm.  It would be more efficient if I
put the clothes away first.' - she evaluates, secretly enjoying being nude
in front of her boss.

   "Bill, do you mind if I...  stay like this?  Just until I put the
outfits away." - she asks shyly but with a lusty tone in her voice.

   He shakes his head and gives her a wide grin, aware that she was making
an excuse to continue exposing her bare tits to him.

   She removes her new skirt and puts the clothes back into the large bag.

   Lana looks for her forgotten cotton bra.  She finds it underneath the
glass coffee table and picks it up.  Only half of it comes up.  The other
half was still on the floor.

   "Oh, no!" - she exclaims.  "My bra ripped.  It is totally ruined." - she
says worriedly.

   "Terrific!" - he says.  And she looks at him, puzzled.  "It's a perfect
opportunity for you to practice going without a bra.  Nobody will know with
that lame blouse of yours." - he says dismissively.

   She thinks back on the 'Incentive Program' and all that was expected of
her.

   'Seems harmless in the grand scheme of things.  As Bill said, nobody
will know.  Feels a bit naughty.  Maybe Dens will even get a kick out of
it!' - she reflects, slightly nervous by the idea.

   "I guess it makes sense.  Like you said, practice, right?" - she asks, a
bit unsure.

   "Right as always, my peach." - the old large man says.

   She stuffs her ruined bra in her bag and finishes getting dressed.

   "Before you go, come give me a 'thank-you' hug, Lana." - he demands.

   "Yes, Bill." - she says submissively.

   She struts to his desk, her heavy breasts jiggling with each step.  He
smiles.

   The principal did not want to get up as to not let her know he had a
massive erection, explicitly visible on his slacks.

   She hugs him quickly and he cops a feel of her bra-less tit.

   "They feel amazing, almost as if touching them bare." - he says
lecherously.

   The future-wife blushes.  She was enjoying every time he commented on
her slutty boobs.

   "Bye, Bill, thanks for today." - the teacher says earnestly.

   "You're welcome, Lana.  You did great!  Your progress is already
noticeable." - the old man compliments.  "Bye, sunshine!"

   She leaves his office with a proud smile on her pretty face.

   'This "Program" is exciting.  It is a great opportunity for my career
and truly beneficial to the students also.  Even the School Board is aware
of me!  My, my!' - she ponders happily.

   The busty gullible teacher makes her way back to the Staff Room.

   *****

   Afternoon -- School

   Lana opens the door to the Staff Room and braces herself.

   To her surprise, no one was inside.  She was expecting the perverted
Prof.  Henry to be there and to have a chat with him about what happened,
but she was wrong.

   'Phew, glad nobody is here.  Crisis averted.' - she smiles.

   Aloof, she drops the new uniforms on her desk and makes her way to the
bathroom, once again, ignoring the sign on the door.

   She lowers her panties, hikes her skirt and sits on the toilet.  The pee
flows strongly from her private parts.

   We all know what to expect next.  I mean, all of us except for our naive
and distracted teacher.

   Abruptly, the door opens and Roger, her attractive male colleague, walks
in.

   "Eeeep!" - Lana yelps in surprise.

   Yes, dear reader, she forgot about the lock issues.  Again.

   "Sup, Lana." - Roger says nonchalantly.

   She closes her legs and stops peeing.

   "What are you doing here?" - she asks, confused.

   He stands in front of the urinal, opens his zipper and takes his soft
prick out.

   "Peeing, what does it look like?" - he asks rhetorically.

   Lana's mouth falls agape.

   The busty teacher had been worked up all day.  Being molested, having
stimulating conversations and even more arousing situations, would do that
to you.

   The visage of Roger's penis before her was enough to scramble her brain.

   "Cat ate your tongue?" - he asks sarcastically.

   He glances at her and notices she is enthralled by his urinating dick.
Maybe he could take advantage of this moment.

   "Oh, by the way, since I missed it yesterday, can I see your pussy? 
Just open your legs for me." - the creepy teacher requests.

   Her eyes go wide, but she was fighting a losing battle.  Her desires
were already too strong.

   'That is true, he didn't see it during PE.  And I guess the "Incentive
Program" would expect me to give in to his demands here, since they seem
reasonable.' - she conceives, trying to justify what she was about to do.

   Shyly, she opens her legs wide, giving him a view of her brown trimmed
pubic hair and her pink glistening slit.

   "Nice.  She's pretty.  Shame I didn't see her during the exam." - the
fit teacher says, ogling her bare cooch.

   She just nods embarrassed, not breaking eye contact with his peen.

   Roger starts to shake his willy, initially to get the last drop out, but
suddenly realizing that the touching and the lewd sight of his colleague's
bare snatch was giving him an erection.

   Lana gasps upon seeing his hardening member.

   With a smirk he turns toward her, holding his fully stiff dick.

   'Oh, gosh...  it's not big, but also not too bad...  it's bigger than
Dens...  of course it is!  Everyone's dick seems to be bigger than my
fiancee's peepee.  Argh.  Oh...  his peen is very...  pretty...  makes
sense that an attractive man would have a pleasantly captivating penis. 
Seems to be the perfect size for me...' - she thinks, letting her mind make
up nasty situations.

   The curvy teacher was right, Roger had a slightly bigger-than-average
dick, at 6 inches.  However, it was a good inch and a half bigger than her
future-husband's, much to Lana's chagrin.

   "Like him?" - the degenerate teacher asks her, referring to his hardon.

   She bites her lips and nods.

   He approaches her and motions for her to stand up.  She closes her legs
and stands, not pulling her panties up or her skirt down.

   Roger gets very close to her; she can smell his masculine scent.  It
gives her butterflies on her tummy.

   "I can't wait to have you." - he whispers in her ear.

   His words give her goosebumps, and her vagina pulsates, demanding
attention.

   Almost as if he heard her, with one hand he starts to rub his hard rod
on her pubic hair.  The sensation causes our buxom wife-to-be to let out a
soft moan.

   "I'm sorry, babe.  I wish I could stay and fool around, but I have a
prior appointment." - he says.

   She makes an upset face and lets out a frustrated groan.

   "Next time." - he smirks confidently at her.

   He then bends his knees and touches her wet pussy lips with his hot
throbbing cock.

   An electric shock surges through the naive teacher's body.

   Lana lets out a loud moan, filled with pleasure and build up.  She
almost came by the contact alone.

   Instead of continuing, he steps back and puts his penis away.  He goes
to the sink to wash his hands.

   'Why did he stop...  it felt so good...  I need more...' - she complains
in her head.

   The wanton teacher is frozen in place, not believing that he had
stopped.

   "Have a good weekend, Lana!" - he says after washing his hands.

   Her attractive colleague leaves the bathroom with a big smirk on his
face.

   'What...  happened...  did a penis just touch my cooch?  Oh, no...  and
it wasn't Dennis'...  wait, it was probably an accident, yeah.  Roger
didn't mean it.  Accidents don't count.' - she decides.

   Recomposing herself and trying to ignore what had just trespassed, Lana
adjusts her clothes.

   She picks her purse, wrapped swimsuit and uniform bag, and leaves the
teacher's lounge, as it was time to go home to her loving husband-to-be.

   *****

   As she goes down the stairs, her unencumbered tits bounce and jiggle
lewdly, unrestricted from the confinement of her puritanical bra.

   Shame nobody else was there to witness this tantalizing view.

   As she reaches the bottom, she hears someone calling her from the side.

   "Miss Lana, over here!" - says a familiar voice.

   The teacher sees Greg and two of his classmates from before.  One of
them was the leader of the group.

   She sighs and makes her way to them.  They are standing to the side of
the big stairs, next to some lockers and mostly hidden from view.

   "Hi, Greg." - she says fondly to the fat boy.  "Hey, boys." - she greets
the others.

   "Miss Lana, sorry to call you over, you were probably going home." - the
large shy boy says.

   "You still call your girlfriend 'Miss'?  That's weird, dude." - the
underling boy says.

   "It's a sign of respect.  Something you clearly do not have." - she
provokes him.

   "Hah!  The fat-titted teacher got you there." - the leader mocks.  The
other boy makes an upset face.

   "What can I help you boys with?" - she asks naively, ignoring his crass
comment.

   "Well, Miss Lana, we were hoping you could help us settle a bet." - the
leader says with a grin.

   "Oh, and what bet would that be?" - the busty teacher asks.

   "It was a bet saying we could guess the color of your panties." - Greg
says shyly.

   "Greg, you cannot do that!" - she reprimands him.

   "Oh, man, what a lame girlfriend.  Upset at her boy because he is
talking about her underwear.  I feel for you, dude." - the other boy says.

   "No...  I...  ahm...  just did not expect Greg to be discussing these
subjects with you lot." - she clarifies, trying to keep the farce up.

   "Since Greg is your boyfriend, he probably knows the color of your
panties?" - the leader states.

   "That is right." - she agrees adamantly, trying to sound confident.

   "Do you, Greg?" - the underling boy asks with a squint.

   "Yeah, I do!" - the blubbery student blurts out.

   "So, I guess as you're both so confident, there wouldn't be a problem
betting to see which of us is right.  Being that Greg will most definitely
win." - he states with a cocky grin.

   "How do you expect me to prove it?" - the gullible teacher asks.

   "Well, just lift your skirt really quick, Miss Cox." - the leader
explains.

   "What?  Of course not." - she says, putting her foot down.

   "What are you afraid of?  Greg will win for sure.  We'll even let him go
first!" - the bully says.

   "Erm...  I guess that's reasonable..." - the fat boy stammers.

   "Greg!  Do you want your girlfriend to show these boys her panties?" -
she asks sternly.

   "Well...  they are my friends...  and it's a quick peek..." - Greg says
nervously.

   Lana makes an upset expression.  All three boys realize that they pushed
her too far.

   'The nerve on these boys...  as if I would go along with something like
that!  Wait...  but Bill said that as long as it seemed reasonable, I
should accept things and be more flexible.  Ugh...  yeah, it does make
sense, it's all part of the "Program".' - she weighs.

   "Fine, I will do it." - the teacher says reluctantly, much to the
surprise of the three boys.

   "You will?" - Greg asks wide-eyed.

   "Fuck yeah!" - the subordinate boy cheers.

   "Okay, each of us will guess and the one who guesses them correctly,
wins." - the leader says.

   "That seems fair." - Lana says.  "Go on, Greg." - the teacher hurries
him.

   "No, Miss Cox, you have to ask him properly.  Or else it's no fun." -
the leader explains.

   "Very well...  Greg, what is the color of my underwear?" - the busy
teacher asks her 'boyfriend'.

   'Come one Greg, you know this.  You saw my white bra earlier, it should
be easy.' - she thinks.

   The fat boy thinks for a moment before announcing his guess.

   "Pink!" - he blurts with a smile.

   "Me next!" - the underling student says.  "Ask me, Miss Cox!"

   "What is the color of my knickers?" - she asks, slightly embarrassed.

   "Blue?" - the foot soldier boy guesses.  "It's your turn boss."

   "What is the color of my panties?" - the teacher asks the leader,
flushing.

   The leader opens a wide knowing grin.

   "White." - he declares confidently.

   She gasps, knowing that he got it right.

   'Darn, Greg, you are not very smart.' - she reflects.

   "So, Miss Cox.  Did your boyfriend win?  Show us." - the leader demands.

   Submissively, she lifts her skirt up, giving them a perfect view of her
white cotton panties.

   "White!  You got it, dude!" - his friend says, hi-fiving him.

   "Argh..." - Greg moans, defeated.

   "Sorry, Greg, maybe next time." - the leader smirks at him.

   Lana lowers her skirt in place.

   "Okay, boys, you had your fun.  See you Monday." - she says, starting to
walk away.

   "Wait, what about my prize?" - the leader asks.

   "Prize?" - she asks, confused.

   "Yeah, it was a bet!  We decided on the prize before you got here. 
Greg, tell her what I won." - he smirks.

   "He won a tongue-kiss from you, Miss Lana." - the obese student says
sadly.

   Lana gasps again.

   'Shucks...  I will have to kiss a random student...  with tongue,
nonetheless.  Darn it, Greg.' - she evaluates, slightly upset.

   "Come on, Miss Cox, I'm waiting." - the leader says with another cocky
grin.

   "This is your fault, Greg.  Maybe next time, avoid betting your
'girlfriend'." - she chastises the fat boy.

   With a sigh of resignation, she approaches him.

   The leader doesn't waste time and mashes his lips with hers.  Suddenly
she feels his tongue trying to invade her mouth.

   'Argh...  he is even a bad kisser.  What the heck...  let me guide him.'
- she decides.

   Lana starts to guide the boy's mouth and tongue.  Taking control over
the smooching.

   Soon, they are exchanging a hot french kiss in front of the other two
students.

   "Greg, look!  He's kissing your girlfriend!" - the underling says.

   The fat boy lets out a whimper.

   The leader suddenly grabs the teacher's boob, enjoying the sensation of
her braless tits.

   'Ah...  that is much better...  my breasts feel good being molested
without a bra...' - she reflects.

   "Greg, look!  He's grabbing her fat tits!" - the underling says, amused.

   Lana feels her coochie twitch, both at his words and at the events
unfolding.

   The leader breaks the kiss, just enough to ask the teacher a question.

   "Can you jerk me off like you did with your boyfriend?" - he asks
hornily, unzipping his pants and pulling out his hard small pecker.

   She instinctively grabs it, wrapping her hand around it.  She
immediately let go of it, as if being scalded by its hotness.

   'Eeek...  why is that my first response to a wee-wee?  Argh...  maybe I
should...  wait...  Dens is waiting for me at home, and he is a bit bigger.
I need to draw the line somewhere.' - she decides.

   The teacher gazes intently at it, as if considering.

   "Maybe another time..." - she mutters, trying to keep some boundaries.

   He nods, puts his weenie away and resumes the make out session.

   In just a few seconds, his other hand joins the first one in kneading
her massive boobs.

   'Hmm...  this is getting out of hand...  I better put a stop to it. 
It's beyond reasonable now.' - she determines.

   Forcefully, Lana steps away from the boy.

   "Wow, thanks Miss Cox.  This was the hottest kiss I ever had." - the
leader says.

   "You should take more care of your girl, Greg.  She looks like she's in
heat." - the underling says.

   Lana looks at him, and notices that the fat boy seems sad, although the
tent on his pants seems a bit contradicting.

   "Sorry, Greg." - the teacher says, giving him a quick peck on the lips.
"Bye, boys!"

   She hurriedly leaves the scene, her ass swaying lewdly as she makes her
way toward the school gates.  She overhears the leader say out loud.

   "See, Greg.  Your girlfriend touched my dick and next time agreed to
jerk me off in front of you!" - he says in a mocking tone.

   "No, she didn't!" - the fat student protests.

   "We'll see.  Your slutty girlfriend wants my cock badly." - he
concludes.

   Lana feels her coochie throb at the boy's words.

   She dismisses her lewd thoughts and strides home, where her real fiancee
could take care of her needs.

   *****

   Musings

   During her walk home, her mind races about the events of the day...

   The big breasted young lady had woken up so horny that morning and the
events of the day just guaranteed that she remained that way.

   First Dennis admitted he always enjoyed when she was naughty with
others, something truly unexpected.

   Then she found out a lewd picture of him and Cynthia, which means she
would have to get even during the next work event.  The guys suggested a
naughty group photo, after she sent them (and Dens) a panty shot selfie.

   The whole idea made her so horny.

   She freely let some students grope her in the school hall and then
pretended to be Greg's 'school girlfriend' to his classmates, in order to
save him from bullying.  Of course, she had to let him grope her bra-clad
boobs in front of his friends to prove it.

   She quite liked admitting to her students that she gave Jim a titjob. 
When they made her use such foul and lewd words, she felt butterflies in
her tummy.

   'Wow...  Chloe was wearing such a daring outfit.  Will I have the
courage to do it too?  Hmm...  guess I have to, for the "Program".'

   Remembering the scenes of her blonde student causes her wet coochie to
twitch, begging for attention.

   She was excited to see the bikini they bought her.

   'My students are so nice!'

   She hoped the swimsuit was proper and chaste.  BJ said it was the same
as her blue one, so should be safe.

   The memories of her promising the TTT trio to let them come on her
breasts flashed through her head.  Well, she needed a way to make it up for
hurting BJ so badly.

   'This seems innocuous enough...  I won't even have to touch them.'

   But she did get carried away and let them touch her wet panties.  My,
my.

   Her needy pussy throbs, as if answering her.

   Lana even bumped her hand on Kenny's prick when trying to hide the
semen-covered photo he gave her.  Well, accidents don't count.

   She was curious about the 'Horn Test' at the party tomorrow.  The idea
seemed harmless and fun.

   The young fiancee was really looking forward to tomorrow and all the
possibilities of showing off to Dennis and his coworkers.

   'He'll love it!' - she decides, her nipples aching with lust.

   The busy educator talked to Principal Bill and agreed to join the
'Incentive Program'.

   'Maybe it's a bit too much, but it will be good for my job, the students
and the school.  Win-win.'

   Bill had given her free reign to decide on the best bonding activities.

   'Just need to let them take some...  liberties with me...  like grab my
bum or boobies, slap and pat my behind, flash my underwear or let them flip
my skirt.  Course that kissing is expected, and the board is even
encouraging me to go braless.  Anything reasonable is fair game.'

   A naughty thought crosses her head.  An idea that makes her coochie
twitch.

   'I guess even sexual things involving my mouth, anus or vagina would be
okay with Bill and the school.  But I'm not sure I want to take this
"Program" that far.'

   She even committed to wearing brand new outfits that should be too
daring for school.  She decides to not think about them until next week.

   'Future me problems.'

   The lecherous Prof.  Henry saw her in her underwear for an hour and even
tried to peek at her bare boobies!  She was glad that Bill chastised him
and kicked him out, he was too perverted.

   Yes, she had let the old principal touch and massage her bare breasts,
and even lick and suck on her nipples, but that was just a fleeting thing.

   'It was so quick...  so maybe it's okay?'

   Her twat was burning with desire.

   Speaking of, she had absent-mindedly shown her snatch to Roger, even if
only a little bit.  And in retribution he showed her his gorgeous, albeit
small, penis.

   'Well...  not small per se...  but not as big as I want...  I mean... 
as big as I've seen.'

   Her colleague was also the first man to rub his dick on her wet slit.

   'That was once, and it was the same as rubbing the dildo according to
Dens.  So probably not a big deal.'

   She dismissed it as an accident.  An accident that made her extremely
aroused.

   Her bouncing melons remind her that she was not wearing a bra.

   'It's not that bad...  kinda fun.  I could get used to it.'

   And why did Greg have to do that stupid bet?  She had to flash three
boys her panties and even tongue-kiss a random student.  Argh!

   The fat boy was digging her deeper and deeper into the 'school
girlfriend' facade.

   What would Dennis say?  What would Dennis say...

   'Sorry Dens, what you don't know won't hurt you.'

   After being teased and played with all day, she was in dire need of
relief.

   *****

   Night -- Home

   Lana kills time doing some chores and cleaning up the house.

   Eventually, Dennis arrives home from work.

   The lovely brunette fiancee grabs her lover a beer and they sit on the
couch to chat about their days and dinner plans.

   As Lana plops down on the couch, he can't help but notice her jiggling
boobies.

   "What a-are you w-wearing?" - he stammers, taken aback.

   She glances down and a puzzled look comes across her face.

   "What do you mean, hun?  It's the same outfit as this morning." - the
naive beauty says.

   "No...  erm...  you're not wearing a bra." - he says, wide-eyed.

   "Ahhh.  The bra ripped in half so I could not wear it." - she explains.

   "The whole day?!" - he blurts, shocked.  There was a tiny hint of
horniness in his question.

   "Just right before coming home.  Why?" - she answers with a raised
eyebrow.

   "Nobody saw it then?" - he asks, sounding a bit conflicted.

   "No, Mr.  Pervert!  Maybe some students when I was going down the
stairs, but nobody said anything." - she says, catching on.

   "So, it wasn't on purpose?" - he asks, relieved.  He runs his hand
through his ginger hair.

   "Why would it be intentional, Dens?" - the beautiful teacher asks,
poking him in his out of shape belly.

   "Ah...  you now...the thing..." - he mumbles, slightly embarrassed.

   "What are you talking about?" - she asks.  'Why is he being so weird?' -
she thinks.

   "The 'Incentive Program'.  It's not related to that?" - he asks, unsure.

   "Ahhh, you silly carrot.  No, it is not related.  Although Bill
mentioned it is encouraged." - she clarifies.

   "Ah, so it's not mandatory?" - Dennis asks, hoping that his betrothed
would not have to strut around without a bra.

   "Is that a problem?" - the innocent green-eyed fiancee asks.  'Why would
it be a problem to not be mandatory?  Dens is so confusing sometimes' - she
considers in her head.

   He shrugs, not wanting to show that he was extremely jealous of the
idea. He failed however, as a relieved expression was clearly stamped
across his face.

   Clear for everyone, except for Lana.

   'Is Dens saying he wants me to go without a bra?  Wow.  So, he does like
me to show off to other people.  Better make sure if that is what he
desires.' - she reflects, feeling an excited tingle on her stomach.

   "Are you sure that is what you want?" - she asks, sounding serious.

   "Yeah, I guess." - he says, trying to play it cool and not seem overly
jealous.

   "Okay then!" - she says enthusiastically.  "I love you a ton, dear! 
Anything for you."

   She hugs him and they exchange a kiss chaste peck on the lips.

   "I love you too, babe.  Thanks for listening to my whims." - he says
with alleviation.

   Dennis was glad she was going to keep wearing a bra, since it was not
enforced by the "Program".

   They make some small talk about his day, when Lana remembers something
he said.

   "Ah!  Bill mentioned somebody was going to talk to you about the
'Incentive Program'.  Is that how you know?" - she asks curiously.

   "Yeah!  Babe, you won't believe it.  Mr.  Richard Winston-Phillips
himself told me!" - he exclaims.

   "What!?  Wow, I did not realize this was so important." - she says,
impressed.

   "Yes, his private secretary contacted me to come to his office.  His
office was amazing!  Almost the size of our house!" - he says, gesturing
with his arms.

   "Impressive!  And what happened?" - she asks, intrigued as to how much
he knew.

   "Richard was behind an imposing mahogany wooden desk.  I sat down across
from him, and he explained that this was a unique opportunity for both of
us." - he retells.

   "How come for both of us?" - she questions, interested in their
conversation.

   "Well, he mentioned that there is this thing called the 'Incentive
Program' at the school.  And that himself and the School Board decided to
give you the opportunity to participate." - Dens says.

   "That is right.  His brother, the principal, told me." - she clarifies.

   "So, Richard explained that in this Program, every beneficial thing you
do for the school and every initiative you take will be rewarded with
increased marks on your teacher performance review." - he says.

   She nods enthusiastically.

   "And in the end, this could even guarantee you a permanent teaching
position!" - her fiancee continues, his voice growing more excited with
each word.

   "Oh, yes!  Bill even mentioned that I could even be awarded teacher of
the year!" - she exclaims, enthused.

   Her boobies shake lewdly, free from the shackles of her bra.  Den's eyes
grow wide by the sight.

   'Seems like Dens does not mind the lewder obligations of the Program? 
Interesting.' - she evaluates.

   Unbeknownst to both, Mr.  Winston-Phillips had kept Lana's duties overly
vague when explaining the whole thing to Dennis.  He was completely unaware
of the naughtier side.

   "That is super exciting!" - he cheers.  "But I wager that Bill didn't
tell you a different aspect of it." - he says dramatically.

   "Oh, no.  What is it?" - she asks, covering her mouth.  'Maybe he
doesn't like it after all?' - she panics, recalling the contract she
signed.

   "Well..." - he says ominously.  She winces.  "That your rewards will
also reward me!  Hah!  I bet you didn't expect that!" - he cheers happily.

   "Whaaa...  really?" - she exclaims, clapping her hands with happiness.

   "Really!  Mr.  Winston-Phillips mentioned that the more cooperative you
are, the more responsibilities I'll get at work.  And that means bigger
bonuses and quicker promotions!" - Dennis rejoices.

   "That is great, dear!" - she celebrates, bouncing up and down.

   Her betrothed's jaw falls open due to the jiggling of her tit-mountains.

   'Oh, gosh...  I guess that means that Dens expects me to be naughtier
than I was planning to be.  Might need to add a few things to the
"reasonable" list.  Gosh.' - she deliberates worriedly.

   He interrupts her train of thought.

   "*Caham*...  so, did you accept?" - he asks, optimistically.  "I hope
so, it's a great opportunity."

   "I couldn't say no." - the wife-to-be admits.

   "Phew." - he breathes, wiping his forehead.  "I'm glad, because I did
too."

   "What do you mean by that?" - the brunette educator asks.

   "Richard made me sign a document saying I will not interfere with
whatever the 'Program' requires of you, including any consequences or any
of the benefits we reap from it." - Dens explains.

   "Oh, I had no idea." - she declares.  "What else?"

   "The president basically wanted to know that I'm on board with you
'doing whatever is required to achieve the expected results', as he put
it." - he says making air quotes.  "I couldn't think of anything bad that
you would have to do in school, so I saw no reason not to accept it." - he
admits.

   "Thanks for your support, dear.  I will do everything I can for us!" -
Lana says, elated.

   They hug lovingly.  She can't help but reflect on what he just said.

   'Golly...  so anything is okay with him...  Dens has been so open
lately! Jeez.' - she thinks, amused.

   "Babe, I'm so proud of you for doing so well at your job, they seem to
love you!" - her fiancee compliments her, pleased.

   "Aw, thanks.  Just following your example, dear." - the buxom teacher
beams, giddy by the praise.

   They embrace again.

   "I am glad we decided to come here." - she whispers timidly to him.

   "Me too.  And I have a surprise for us to celebrate this moment!" - he
says, giving her a handsome smile and running his hand through his ginger
hair.

   She swoons.  Even though Dennis was out of shape and a bit awkward, he
was still a good-looking man.

   "What is it?" - she asks, making googly eyes at him.

   "I bought a fancy wine for the dinner party tonight and I reserved a
romantic dinner for us on Sunday!" - he declares with a smile.

   "Yay!  It's been a long time since we went on a real date." - she
celebrates jolly.

   "And you don't even know the best part!" - he says in suspense.

   "What is it?  Do not leave me hanging!" - she says, hanging onto his
every word.

   "I booked a masseuse for you on Sunday!" - he announces triumphantly.

   "You are the best!" - she squeals with glee.  Her boobies shaking
mirthfully.

   "Lucius recommended one.  Apparently, she is an old granny, but she is
super skilled and strong.  He said she will even climb on your back!" -
Dens says, amused.

   "Gosh, that must feel amazing." - the busty fiancee says, delighted by
the idea.

   "Yeah, he and Mary found it life changing." - her red-haired partner
explains.

   "Aww, thanks, dear for being so thoughtful.  I love you!" - she says
affectionately.

   "I love you too, babe.  It was nothing, I just thought it might be
healthy for us to celebrate our achievements!" - he says with enthusiasm.

   "We definitely should!  Let me grab you another drink." - she says,
getting up.

   The wife-to-be brings back a beer for Dennis and a can of vodka soda for
herself.

   "Cheers for you being accepted into the 'Incentive Program'!" - he says
with happiness.

   "Cheers to our future!" - she agrees with a smile.

   They sip their drinks and chat about mundane things for a few more
minutes.

   "We should get ready for the dinner with Jack and Lilly." - she
announces, getting up.

   Lana puts on makeup and changes, opting for a simple pink dress with
equally pink cotton underwear.  Feeling frisky from the day's activities,
she opts to forego a bra.  It was just dinner with the neighbors, after
all.

   Dennis quickly showers and dresses casually in jeans and a t-shirt.

   The loving couple makes their way to their waiting neighbors.

   *****

   Night -- Dinner Party

   Jack opens the door and invites them into his house.

   The ugly, middle-aged, bald and overweight neighbor was dressed in
sweatpants and a t-shirt.

   'He's so gross.  Dennis is much more handsome and in shape.  What does
Lilly see in him?' - she asks herself.

   Images of Jack's THICK HOG flash on her mind.  She shakes her head
dismissively.

   'Ugh...  at least his clothes seem clean and unstained this time.' - the
teacher thinks, disgusted.

   "Looking lovely today, Lana." - the potbellied neighbor compliments. 
She nods.

   As she passes him, he gives her a pat on the ass.  She ignores it, not
wanting to say anything with her future-husband right there.

   Lana was feeling nervous as she walked into Jack's house.  She didn't
know what to expect from the slideshow, but she was afraid of the worst.

   Dennis was unaware that she had put Jack's fat cockhead into her pretty
mouth and was also clueless about Jack's dad having posed with his old dick
next to her virgin asshole.

   Her stomach was in knots, but she knew what could give her courage. 
Booze.

   "Dens, do you mind if I drink a bit?  My week was so stressful." - she
asks, making puppy dog eyes at her fiancee.

   "Not at all, babe.  That's why I brought this!" - he says, lifting the
expensive wine bottle.

   Lana mouths a 'thank you' to her betrothed, loving how understanding he
is.

   They meet Lilly at the living room, she was finishing setting the table.

   "Nice to see you both!" - the neighborly wife says easy-going.

   "Thanks for inviting us!" - the young busty teacher replies with a
smile.

   "I brought a good wine for us." - Dennis declares, proud of his idea.

   "Damn, that's a good one Denny-boy!  Well done." - Jack compliments,
patting him in the back.

   They all hug and say their greetings.

   Lilly was a few years younger than Jack, and was still pretty, albeit a
tad overweight.  Lana could see that she once was a raven-haired beauty,
but maybe becoming a mother had derailed that.

   "Lilly, where is Evan?" - Lana asks innocently.

   "Ah, Jack Senior is taking care of him today." - the wife explains.

   "I heard he loved meeting you the other day." - Jack says with a knowing
smirk.

   Lana's eyes go wide, she wasn't prepared to talk about that.  Sensing
her discomfort, Lilly comes to her rescue.

   "Lana, dear, can I get some help in the kitchen?" - the motherly
neighbor asks, merrily.

   Nodding she follows her into the kitchen.

   As the women make the last-minute dinner preparations, the anxious
fiancee decides to ask her friend for some help.

   "Lilly...  I am a bit nervous about the slideshow." - the teacher
confides.

   "Don't be!  It's so hot!" - the small-titted wife answers with a sly
smile.

   "That is what I am nervous about.  Dens does not know about the last few
photos!" - Lana explains.

   "Ah...  I see.  That could be a teensy issue." - Lilly admits.

   "I just wanted to ask you to keep serving me wine and drinks all night.
I need some courage." - the buxom wife-to-be requests.

   "It's a deal!  He'll love it, you'll see.  I'll get him drunk too." -
the neighbor says with a devilish grin.

   The teacher nods, feeling a little more at ease knowing that her friend
had her back.

   *****

   Dinner progresses uneventfully, the four neighbors eat, drink and chat
about mundane things.

   Once dessert time arrives, they open Dennis' good wine.

   "To this fantastic dinner!" - Dennis says tentatively, raising his
glass.

   "To my sexy wife for cooking this feast!" - Jack adds.

   They cheer and sip their wine.

   "Here is to the best neighbors we could ask for!" - Lana says, raising
her glass.

   "Lucky for us that you both moved next door!" - Lilly says with a cheeky
smile.

   They cheer and sip their wine.

   "To bonding with new people!" - Jack bellows, raising his glass.

   "To new friendships!" - Lana adds.

   They cheer and sip their wine.

   "To my hubby's thick cock!" - Lilly announces, raising her glass.

   "Guh!" - Dennis exclaims, horrified.

   Lana raises her glass and clinks it with the saucy wife.

   "Babe!  What the heck!" - her fiancee complains.

   "I am just playing along..." - the busty teacher says bashfully.

   "Don't be a party pooper, Denny-boy.  Let them have fun." - the
overweight neighbor says disapprovingly.

   They all cheer and sip their wine.

   Dennis does so reluctantly, with a sour expression.

   During dessert, Lilly asks a surprising question.

   "So, lovebirds, when is the wedding?" - the housewife asks curiously.

   "Ah...  we have not really discussed.  Right, Dens?" - Lana says.

   "That's right, we have lots on our mind with the move, new jobs and new
town." - he excuses.

   "Hubby, how about we help them plan it?" - Lilly asks her husband.

   "That's a great idea, Lillykins.  You have lots of contacts in the
industry from back in the day." - the balding neighbor says.

   "That's true!  I worked on event planning when I was younger.  Before
Evan." - the raven-haired woman explains.

   "It's decided then.  Dennis and Lana, we'll help you plan your wedding."
- Jack announces.

   "Oh wow, really?" - the pretty fiancee says, excited.

   "Jack, I'd normally not accept the help, but we really need it.  Thanks
a lot." - Dennis says earnestly.

   "Haha!  You're welcome.  That's what neighbors are for." - the ugly fat
man laughs.

   "Any idea of a timeline?" - Lilly asks Lana.

   "Erm...  we haven't really discussed..." - she answers timidly.

   "How about having the nuptials in a month?' - the housewife proposes.

   "That sounds perfect.  Right, babe?" - Dennis says, looking forward to
his wedding night.

   His enthusiasm caught her by surprise.

   'Wow, Dens seems in a hurry.  Well, if Lilly and Jack help, it seems
plausible.' - she reflects.

   "All right, I agree!  Eeek, this is so exciting!" - the wife-to-be
admits with joy.

   "Excellent!  This occasion demands another toast!" - the overweight
neighbor announces.  "Lillykins, can you bring us the good Rum?"

   "Rum?" - the ginger fiancee asks.

   "For shots!" - the lady of the house explains with a giggle.

   Lilly brings back four shot glasses and fills them with the spirit. 
Jack gives one to each of the guests.

   "To Lana and Denny-boy!" - he shouts.

   "May they always be this wonderful couple!" - the extroverted wife adds.

   "Down the hatch!" - the big neighbor says, taking a shot of booze.

   The young couple exchanges a look, and Lana takes the initiative and
downs the shot.  Dennis follows suit.

   They talk for a bit more and sip their wine.  Both naive neighbors are
already feeling a little tipsy.

   "Hubby, I'm going to clean the table.  Why don't you take our guests to
the living room and set up the slideshow?  I'll be right there." - Lilly
informs.

   They all get up from the table.

   "Do you want some help?" - Dennis asks sheepishly.

   "Who am I to say no to such a handsome man!?" - the raven-haired woman
smiles mischievously.

   As her betrothed follows the neighbor into the kitchen carrying some
plates, Lana feels a hand on her butt.

   "Let's go to the other room." - Jack says, squeezing her bum.  As the
other two go into the kitchen, he whispers in her ear.  "Fuck, this dress
shows your plump booty nicely."

   Lana flushes by the overly direct lewd remark.

   "T-thanks Jack." - she says shyly.  "Didja include any picsh of your big
penish in the slides?" - she asks, slightly slurring some of her 'esses'.

   "I might." - he says, his ugly face contorting into a gross smirk. 
"Let's go!" - he orders.

   He slaps her ass with strength, the sound too loud for her taste.  She
gasps softly.

   "Stooppp!  Densh might hear you." - the future-wife complains.

   "Your slutty fat ass loves it, admit it." - the fat neighbor teases her.

   "Stoppp it Jack...." - she says halfheartedly.

   "Admit it.  Or else I'll do it in front of Denny-boy." - he provokes.

   "Fine...  I like it." - she admits, ashamed.

   "You like what?" - he asks with a grin, pushing her a bit more.

   "When you shlap my round butt!" - she declares, somewhat sloshed. 
"Happy?"

   "Tremendously.  Also, correct me if I'm wrong, but it seems like you're
not wearing a bra." - the gross neighbor says with a raised eyebrow.

   "Dennis ashked me to." - she says sincerely.

   "He did?  Nice, Denny-boy." - the potbellied man expresses.

   "It is just for some practish." - she tries to explain, but makes little
sense.

   "Aham, of course.  Let me try them out then." - he says with a perverted
grin.

   Jack mashes her braless melons above her dress for a few seconds.  Lana
moans softly with each squeeze.

   "Fuck your tits are so large.  They feel amazing." - the vulgar neighbor
says, amused.

   "Thanksh..." - she replies embarrassed.

   "Now let's go, my little hussy." - he says with a depraved smile.

   He puts his fat hand back on her ass, directing her to the living room.

   Lana was torn by his attitude, she knew she shouldn't enjoy it,
especially not when her fiancee was so close.  But she couldn't help it,
her brain was a bit foggy, and she was already not thinking straight.

   'I guess is the alcohol speaking...  not me...  can't be helped...' -
she dismisses her worries.

   Lana sits on one of the couches sipping her wine while Jack fiddles with
the TV.

   Soon Dennis and Lilly join them, and she brings a tray with two shots of
rum each.

   "Shots!" - the housewife announces, downing the drink.

   Dennis sees Lana do it without hesitation, so he follows her lead.  Jack
does the same.

   "Double shots for good luck!" - the raven-haired wife shouts.

   "Sorry, I should've mentioned that Lillykins is a real party girl." -
the balding neighbor laughs, shrugging.  He drinks his shot of Rum.

   Lilly drinks her too.

   "Woooooooooooooooooo!" - she cheers and giggles furiously.

   Not wanting to be left behind, the young couple also drinks the booze.

   The older neighbors were much more used to alcohol, so they were still
feeling good and in control.

   Our naive couple on the other hand, was feeling overly tipsy after the
third shot of Rum and all the wine.

   "Both of you ready?  We'll start." - Jack asks.

   Lana and Dennis nod, both worried as to what the slides might reveal.

   *****

   A title card comes up:

   Round 1 -- Lana + Lilly

   "I went all out for it!" - the housewife announces enthusiastically.

   "Well done, Lillykins!" - the ugly man says, smooching his spouse.

   Jack goes quickly through the photos of the two ladies starting from
them posing next to each other to them progressively getting more intimate
with each other.

   The pictures went in this order: hugging; peck on the lips; full-on
kiss; Lana holding Lilly's boobs; then groping them; Lilly grabbing Lana's
tits from behind; then unbuttoning the top of the teacher's dress; more
groping to follow; them making out with tongue; then fully opening the top
of the dress to expose the fiancee's bra; and finally groping Lana's tits
through her bra while their tongues danced.

   Lana was sipping her wine, trying to hide her anxiety.

   She glances at her betrothed and notices that he has a tent on his
pants.

   "Are you enjoyen it, Densh?" - she asks with a sultry tone.

   "I am...  sorry..." - he admits timidly.  "Are you sure you didn't drink
too much already?" - he asks, feeling quite drunk himself.

   "You shaid you did not mind if I drank!" - the young wife-to-be replies.

   "But you a-already s-seem drunk!" - the ginger man says, stumbling his
words.

   "Beh...  of coursh not.  I am an adultsh!  Right, Lils?" - the busty
woman answers.

   "She seems fine, Dennis.  I'll keep an eye on her." - the female
neighbor assures him.

   "Next ones!" - Jack announces, interrupting the discussion.

   *****

   Another title card slides in:

   Round 2 -- Couples Challenge

   Jack reminds everyone that this was the challenge to see if the other
couple could copy the other's poses.

   The pictures went in this order: hugging; kissing; making out; groping
breasts above clothes; groping butt above clothes; groping panty-clad butt;
kissing ass; remove top and hold tits through bra.

   The next photo showed Lilly's naked tits.

   Lana takes a big swig of her drink.

   'If they left this photo in, what else did they leave?' - she thinks
worriedly.

   Lana was already drunk, but she still made sense inside her head.  For
now.

   "Wow!" - Dennis exclaims, his boundaries loose due to the alcohol.

   "Yeah, Lillykins tits might not be as ample as your big-titted cow here,
but they are extremely perky.  Mwa!" - Jack comments, making a chef's kiss
gesture.

   "Hey, don't call her that!" - the ginger fiancee protests.

   "She doesn't mind.  Do you, sweet cheeks?" - the overweight neighbor
asks with a lecherous smirk.

   "Itsh fine Densh, he is just an oaf.  Ignore him." - the big-titted cow
answers.

   "I guess so..." - he says, a bit displeased.

   The last photo showed Lana about to lift her bra.  Her areolas and her
underboobs are clearly visible.  This was when Dennis had put a stop to
this part of the photoshoot.

   "Wow, I forgot about that.  I misspoke, they are actually nice." - Jack
admits.  "Sorry, Lillykins." - he adds.

   "It's true, her boobs are amazing.  I would kill to have those." - the
saucy wife agrees.

   Lana takes another sip to avoid saying anything.

   "Yeah, my fiancee has the best boobies." - Dennis adds, surprisingly
extroverted.

   "Thanksh, hun." - she says, and pushes her breasts together, emphasizing
them.

   "You should thank your neighbors too, for our compliments." - the fat
man interjects.

   "Thanksh Jack and Lils for praising my breshtsh." - she says obediently,
slurring her words.

   Dennis' face contorts into a frown, and he clears his throat.

   "Next ones!" - Jack announces.

   *****

   A new title card appears:

   Round 3 -- Swapped Couples Bet

   Lana gulps audibly.

   Dennis feels his stomach turn.

   Lilly had worked hard to put the pictures of each couple side-by-side

   The first picture shows the swapped couples kissing.

   Lana gasps and sips her drink.  Dens does the same.

   The next one shows the women putting the men's fingers in their mouths.

   The one that follows shows the swapped couples making out.  Except in
Dennis and Lilly's case, the housewife is also grabbing his erection
through his pants.

   "Thish is why you came!" - Lana says accusatory.

   "Sorry, babe.  We got carried away...." - her husband-to-be says weakly.

   "Humpf." - the busty fiancee grunts in response.

   The next photos show some more making out, boobs in the partner's face,
bare bum (with panties) on partner's face and some ass groping.

   Dennis inhales loudly as the next photo comes up.

   It was showing Jack touching Lana's panty-clad pussy from behind.  Of
course, on the left photo, Dennis was doing the same.

   "Gah..." - the ginger fiancee complains, rubbing his temple.

   "You did it firsht!" - the young future-wife justifies.

   "But -hic!- you kept going and orgasmed -hic!- on his fingers!" - he
says frowning.

   "Youj ejaculated too!" - she says flustered.

   "Now, now.  Don't fight my little lovebirds.  It was all in good fun." -
Lilly says, trying to appease the situation.

   "We are friends, so this is only between us." - Jack chimes in.

   "You're -hic!- right.  Sorry, babe." - Dennis says apologetically.

   "'sokay, I love you." - the inebriated busty fiancee declares.

   "Love you too." - he says, woozy.

   "See!  Everything is good.  Now, hubby, please continue." - the
housewife instructs.

   The next photo showed the men rubbing their bulges on the women's faces.

   "Argh..." - Dens grumbles.

   He is torn, it was hot remembering the interactions with the sexy Lilly,
but on the other hand, he hates seeing his future-wife fooling around with
the gross and paunchy neighbor.

   The next photos showed the women rubbing their partner's stiffy, then
peeking inside their pants.

   When Jack moves to the next photo, showing the women putting their hands
inside the men's pants, Lana interrupts.

   "Gosh, hun.  I wus so shureprised by your boldnesh!" - she exclaims
tipsily.

   "What do you -hic!- mean?" - her betrothed asks, confused.

   Lilly was trying to give her a sign to cut the conversation, but the
teacher was too intoxicated to notice.

   "I didn't think you wous be okay with me toucheng Jack's thick
penish..." - Lana clarifies.

   "What?!?" - he exclaims in horror.  "That's not what -hic!- happened."

   "It wus!  I rememmbur...  it wus so big and warm..." - she slurs, her
mind wandering far away.

   "Lilly -hic!- touched me above my -hic!- underwear!" - the ginger
fiancee explains.

   In her drunken haze, Lana had forgotten about that.

   "*GASP*!  Really?  I didn't...  I didn't...  I didn't...  know that!" -
she says with effort, trying to pretend to have been oblivious.

   "Darn Lana -hic!-!  You touched his -hic!- peepee." - Dennis whines,
annoyed.

   "It wus a mishun...  mishun...  mishundershtanding!" - she says with
difficulty.

   The young man grumbles, dissatisfied with the situation.

   "Denny-boy, forgive her.  She said it was a mistake, we couldn't see." -
Jack intervenes.

   "It's not like I didn't do plenty to you either." - Lilly says with a
playful wink.

   "Fine...-hic!- it's too late to complain anywa -*burp*!" - he belches.
"Sorry...  too much booze." - Dennis whinges, starting to feel dizzy.

   "Shorry, dear." - the curvy fiancee whispers to him.  He nods.

   The next photo shows the women rubbing their faces on the men's bulges,
above their underwear.

   As the next photo comes up, Lilly blurts out a quip.

   "You were so daring, Lana!  You liked feeling my hubby's big hog?" - the
wife teases.

   Lana nods absent-minded, sipping her wine.

   As Dennis is about to protest again, Jack moves on to the next photo,
where Dennis was groping Lilly's bare breasts.

   He knew Lana hadn't let the ugly flabby neighbor touch her bare breasts,
as she gave up and they lost the bet.

   "I'm sorry too, -hic!- babe.  Let's forget -hic!-...  we got carried
away." - he whispers to his large-boobed partner.

   She nods and gives him a kiss.  She moves away quickly, letting out a
hiccup.

   "Time to see the results of the bet!" - Jack announces.

   *****

   The final title card fades in:

   Round 4 -- Lana Pays the Bet

   Lana takes a large swig of her wine, scared of what was going to come up
next.

   The next photo earns audible gasps from the couple of naive neighbors.

   It was worse than Lana feared.

   'Oh gosh, oh gosh...  this is so slutty...  Dens is not saying
anything...  oh, no...  I think he broke...' - her mind whirls, completely
intoxicated.

   The screen displayed a single image.

   Lana holding Jack's thick hard cock less than a foot away from her face.

   She was crouching in front of it with her mouth open, as if about to
give him a blowjob.

   Her legs were also parted, exposing her contrasting yellow panties
beneath her boring gray skirt.

   To make matters worse, she was gazing at the camera with a lewd glint in
her eyes.

   Lana glances at Dennis, worried about his lack of reaction.

   Her tall ginger fiancee was frozen in place, his mouth agape.

   "Wow...  looks like you are about to wrap your lips around his dick!" -
Lilly says aroused.

   "This moment was excruciating!" - the fat man says.  "It got much better
afterward." - he winks at them.

   Nobody says anything, the tension in the air is palpable.

   Suddenly, Dennis exhales loudly.  He has been holding his breath.

   "You touched it!" - he shouts, accusing his betrothed.  He couldn't
contain his volume properly.

   "You just shaw me touch his heavy penish on the pho-to!" - Lana
justifies.

   "Ugh...-hic!- but I -hic!-couldn't see it!" - the young husband-to-be
explains.

   "Well...  itsh too late now, the penish has sailed!" - she giggles.  "I
thought you were all right withit." - the busty teacher points a finger at
him.

   "This is not a -hic!- joke, babe." - Dennis replies, making a serious
face.  "How -hic!- can I be okay with it?  It's so -hic!- big?!" - he
grumbles, a bit confused.

   "If it wus small, teeny-weenie, would it be a problem?" - Lana replies,
gesturing with her pinky finger and giggling.  'Guess small ones like his,
don't count!' - she thinks again.

   "Well, ye..." - her future-husband starts to say but is interrupted.

   "Shorry for the confushon, dear.  It wus just a quick pic!" - the
beautiful young lady tries to explain, with tears in her eyes.

   Lana was starting to cry as her loving fiancee seemed really hurt.

   "-hic!- Still!" - he protests, visibly upset.

   Jack puts a hand on Dennis' shoulder, trying to calm him down.

   "Denny-boy, my bad.  I convinced her it was fine so she could pay the
bet." - the large neighbor says.

   "It wasn't!" - the red-haired young man bleats.

   Lana is wiping down tears from her eyes.  She drinks some more wine to
recover.

   "Well, you both agreed to the bet, remember?" - Jack points out.

   "Fine!" - he reluctantly accepts.  He knew his fat neighbor was right.

   "Apologize to her, Dennis.  You made her cry." - Lilly orders.

   "Sorry, "-hic!- babe.  I guess it couldn't "-hic!- be helped." - Dennis
says sheepishly.

   "Itsh okay." - Lana says, hugging him.  "Ugh...  I don't feel well..." -
she mumbles.

   Jack moves on to the next photos, which are the same but from a few
different angles.

   They were extraordinarily erotic.  Even though Dennis complained, he
couldn't help but get a stiffy.

   "Wait who -hic!- took these photos?" - the ginger fiancee asks
suspiciously.

   The alcohol was fogging his mind.

   "Kenny!" - his curvaceous fiancee declares happily.

   "He's the school janitor and he helps around here sometimes.  He was
here that day." - Jack informs.

   "So, the janitor -hic!- saw you like -hic!- that?" - Dennis asks, making
a fuss.

   "Shorry, dear." - Lana says with a sad expression.

   Dennis bites his tongue, deciding to not chastise her any further.  He
didn't know what came over him, maybe it was the booze speaking.

   Unfortunately for him, if he had just pushed a bit more, she would have
understood that he didn't like it.  However, she took his silence as
acceptance and as permission for the future.

   The next picture that appears is of Lana's asshole.

   Jack lets out a surprised whistle.

   She breathes a sigh of relief.

   "You shkipped the fake blowjob, Lils?" - the young teacher whispers to
her friend.

   "I thought it would be better.  I'll keep it our secret." - the
small-titted wife replies with a wink.

   "Thankshhh, you're the beshts." - the brunette fiancee smiles.

   The photo was the one where Lana was bending over the couch, with her
dress hiked and her peachy bum partially exposed.  Her panties were pulled
down and her pink butthole was clear as day.

   "Wow babe, -hic!-I never saw your anus -hic!- before..." - Dennis
comments, adjusting his boner.

   That was the photo she gave to Kenny.  The one he came all over.

   Realizing that, Lana takes another swig of wine.

   "I know, it's beautiful.  Sorry, Lillykins, but it's so pink and looks
so tight." - the ugly fat man admires.

   "All good.  She does indeed have a pretty and tight hole." - the
housewife says, but her comments went over Dennis' head.

   "Oh, -hic!- who took this then?" - the husband-to-be asks worriedly.

   "Lillykins did!  It's my first time seeing it." - Jack informs.

   Dennis nods, feeling at ease.

   Lana burps and covers her mouth with her hand.

   "Shorry...  I don't feel well...  bit queasy." - she mumbles to the
group.

   Curious, Jack moves to the next photo.  It was similar, but Lilly was
posing next to her naked asshole.

   Lilly notices Dennis groaning.

   "This is so hot..." - he mutters out loud.

   The housewife discretely puts her hand on top of the neighbor's
erection. He moans.

   Jack and Lilly exchange a knowing smirk.

   Lana burps again.

   'Ugh...  I'm really woozy...  I'm so nauseous...' - she grumbles in her
head.

   Jack moves on to the last photo while his wife caresses Dennis'
throbbing erection.

   Regrettably, Lilly had removed the photo with Jack Senior's cock resting
on Lana's booty.

   Dennis groans with pleasure and Lana contains another burp.

   This was the same photo as before, but Lilly's fingertip was inside
Lana's asshole.

   "Jeez Louise, Lilly.  That's hot.  Right Denny-boy?" - the potbellied
neighbor says.

   "So hot...  wow..." - Dens comments, his stiffy straining his pants.

   Lilly bends over and approaches his ear.

   "I'll let you watch while I play with your fiancee's hot, wet pussy." -
the housewife whispers, grabbing and stroking his boner even harder.

   That was too much for Dennis.  He grunts and ejaculates in his
underwear, again.

   At the same time, Lana abruptly gets up.

   "I'm gonna be shick...." - she announces, running to the bathroom.

   They overhear Lana being sick and vomiting from the toilet.

   "I better go help her.  She drank too much." - Lilly says, going to the
bathroom.

   Dennis was still blissfully riding his climax to realize what was
happening.

   *****

   Dennis POV

   After a few minutes, Dennis is drinking some water in the kitchen when
Lilly sticks her head out of the bathroom.

   "Jack, dear.  Can you come here help me carry Lana to the shower?" - she
asks.

   Jack promptly stands up from the couch.

   Dennis was feeling way less inebriated, although his pants had a big
stain on the front.

   "I can help!" - Dennis offers.

   "You can't come in!  She's naked." - Lilly explains.

   "The more reason for me to do it!" - the tall ginger fiancee says,
exasperated.

   Lilly makes a gesture with her hand and pops inside the bathroom.

   "No!  He cannot!" - Dennis hears his betrothed saying from inside.

   The housewife's head pops back out.

   "She said that you can't see her naked yet." - she states seriously.

   "But Jack can?!" - he protests angrily.

   "We don't have a choice." - Lilly shrugs.

   "You do!  Let me in." - he insists, clearly displeased.

   "The lady said no, Denny-boy.  You need to respect that." - Jack gives
him a shit-eating grin.

   Lilly opens the door, and her husband quickly steps in.

   Dennis peeks inside and manages to see Lana doubled over the toilet
bowl, in just her panties.

   The gross overweight neighbor closes the door behind him.

   Dennis hears some noises from the inside but can't quite make sense of
it.

   He decides to sit down in a chair and wait for it.

   "Stop staring!" - Lana shouts from the inside.

   "You're basically naked, what you want." - Jack complains.

   "Hubby, look away." - Lilly says with a giggle.

   Phew, Dennis was glad that Lilly was on his side.

   He shakes his legs anxiously.

   "Do not touch me there!" - Lana whines.

   "Quiet!  We need to remove your panties." - Lilly explains.

   Dennis' eyes go wide.  He knew Jack was going to see her vajayjay and
there was nothing he could do.

   Or maybe there was?

   He gets up and knocks on the door.

   "I'm coming in!" - he announces.

   "Stop him!  Nooooo, I am naked!" - his fiancee says desperately from
inside.

   Lilly opens the door a tad and pops her head out.

   "Dude, chill.  You need to control yourself.  She's sick and we're
trying to help, but you're making it worse." - the housewife says with a
stern tone.

   Dennis deflates instantly.  He knew he was wrong, he should be patient.

   "Sorry..." - he mumbles and sits back down.

   The door closes again.

   He was nervous, torn between jealousy and obeying his better half's
wishes.

   "Eeeek!" - Lana yelps, muffled by the door.

   "Stop, Jack!  Don't touch her there!" - Lilly chastises him, but her
tone was playful.

   "Sorry, it slipped" -- Jack says rascally.

   Had he touched her vagina?  No, that couldn't be.

   Dennis was trying very hard to control himself.  His stomach was in
knots and his brain was running wild with thoughts.

   "Okay...  'Imma go get it..." - he hears Lilly declare.

   The door suddenly opens, and Lilly comes out.  She closes the door
behind her, but Dennis gets a peek of Jack's back.  He seemed to be fully
dressed.

   Dennis sighs with relief.

   "Need to get a towel and clothes for Lana." - she explains with a smile.

   She was going to leave Lana naked and alone with Jack!

   Dennis' eyes go wide again.  Who knew what the lecherous gross neighbor
would do with his naked wife unaccompanied?

   "You can't leave her alone with him!" - Dens whimpers.

   "Stop whining.  She'll be fine." - the neighbor reprimands him, going to
the bedroom.

   His heart was beating extremely fast.  He had never been so troubled
about Lana before.

   "Do not put it there!" - he hears her dull voice.

   "Sorry!" - the fat man apologizes.

   He hears some noises from inside.

   "Oh...  ugh...  stop that..." - Lana complains, sounding displeased.

   Did she sound a bit aroused too?  Nah, that couldn't be, concludes
Dennis.

   "Just trying to position myself." - the despicable obese neighbor says.

   A few more sounds can be heard.

   "Eeppp!" - his fiancee yelps.

   "How about now?" - the fat man asks smugly.

   "Ahh...  mmm..." - Lana moans in reply.

   Lilly comes back carrying a t-shirt and a towel.

   "Lilly, he's taking advantage of her, do something!" - Dennis pleads.

   They can hear some moans coming from inside the bathroom.

   "Fine, fine.  Just because you're cute." - the overweight wife says,
winking at him.

   She goes inside hurriedly.

   "Jack, leave now.  You had your fun." - Lilly orders strictly.

   "Sorry, Lillykins." - the large balding man says, sounding defeated.

   The door opens and Jack leaves, huffing toward his bedroom.

   Dennis sees Lilly aiding Lana, who is in the shower, obstructed by the
opaque curtains.

   He closes the door obediently, giving the ladies some privacy.

   *****

   Lana POV

   Lana is throwing up.  A lot.

   She had never puked due to alcohol before, this was a first.

   'And last...' - she thinks, mid-vomit.

   Lilly suddenly comes in and helps her.

   Once the barfing subsides, her neighbor helps to clean her up.

   "Oh, dear.  You got it all over yourself and your dress.  Let's take it
off." - she says with care.

   "Thanks...  Lilly...  ugh..." - the sick fiancee says.

   She removes the teacher's dress and drops it in the laundry bin, leaving
her in just her pink cotton panties.

   After that, Lilly gets her some water from the sink, and she drinks it.

   "Ah...  I feel a bit better..." - Lana comments, still groggy.

   "A shower will help!" - Lilly says cheerily.

   "That sounds wonderful..." - the teacher admits weakly.

   "I can get Dennis to help." - the woman with small titties says.

   "No, I don't want him to see me naked yet.  I'm not ready..." - the
future-wife says bashfully.

   She was still woozy from all the drinking and feeling drained from all
the vomiting.

   "Hmm...  how about Jack?" - the lady of the house proposes.

   "I do not think Dens is going to approve it..." - the busty brunette
mutters.

   "He didn't seem to mind earlier with the photos." - Lilly shrugs.

   "Dens did not?  I thought...  he did..." - Lana asks, the night a blur
in her foggy memory.

   "Don't worry, Lana.  Dennis was just drunk and all over the place.  He
admitted that the photos weren't a big deal." - the neighbor says,
distorting what had happened.

   "He said that?" - she asks, confused.  'I knew he would like them after
all!' - she evaluates, her mind still impaired by drinking.

   "Yeah, he was all right with it in the end." - Lilly concludes.

   "Okay...  you can get Jack." - Lana says, weakened by the events.

   She bends over the toilet, hugging it, tired from all the puking.

   Lilly goes to the door and discusses something with the men outside. 
Lana couldn't hear it properly.

   She quickly comes back.

   "Are you sure Dens can't come in?" - her neighbor asks.

   "No!  He cannot!" - the buxom teacher protests, feeling another wave of
sickness hitting her.  "Ugh..."

   As Lana doubles down on the toilet, Lilly goes back to the door.

   Suddenly, Jack comes in and closes the door behind him.

   "What can I help with?" - he asks, ogling Lana lecherously.

   Lilly instructs him to move a few things so they can carry Lana to the
shower.

   Lana notices that Jack is just staring at her massive naked melons.

   "Stop staring!" - the busty fiancee shouts, her tits shaking
uncontrollably.

   "You're basically naked, what you want." - Jack complains.

   Jack couldn't help but admire her bare breasts for the first time.  They
were out of this world.

   The size alone was something of note, but combined with her large pink
areolas and her cute and pointy nipples, it elevated her breasts to epic
proportions.

   The fact that they barely sagged was incredible.

   Jack could feel his penis growing at the sight of the curvy neighbor's
enormous tits.

   "Hubby, look away." - Lilly says with a giggle.

   With a smile, he pretends to look away.

   Lana keeps seeing him steal glances at her, even though Lilly told him
off.

   The naive teacher is about to say something when she notices his massive
bulge.  Images of his meaty cock flash on her head.

   'Gosh...  I guess he is helping me out...  nothing wrong with letting
him look.  Just a bit...' - she decides, her judgment still dysfunctional.

   Lilly comes over and starts to pull her panties down.

   Lana can feel her neighbor's hand brushing against her pubic hair and
inner thighs.

   "Do not touch me there!" - Lana whines feebly, secretly enjoying the
touching.

   "Quiet!  We need to remove your panties." - Lilly explains.

   The fat-titted fiancee nods submissively.

   'I guess I should let her...  she is just helping me clean up...' - she
thinks.

   Lilly removes her panties, leaving her naked on the floor.

   All of a sudden, they hear a knock on the door.

   "I'm coming in!" - Dennis says from the other side.

   'I'm naked and covered in puke, he can't see me like this for the first
time!' - she thinks desperately.

   She opens her mouth to explain but something different comes out.

   "Stop him!  Nooooo, I am naked!" - Lana blurts out.

   Weird, it sounded different in her head.

   Lilly goes to the door and starts discussing something with Dennis.

   "Can I see your snatch?" - Jack whispers, a gross perverted look on his
face.

   'I guess it's harmless...  he will probably see it anyway....' - she
rationalizes, the alcohol clearly affecting her decision-making ability.

   Nodding, she opens her legs, exposing her bare pussy to her ugly
blubbery neighbor.

   It was already the second time that day that Lana had let a new person
see her virgin vagina.

   "Fuck me..." - he says, amazed and taking it all in.

   Her coochie was beautiful, from her brown trimmed pubic hair to her pink
tight snatch, which was already glistening with wetness.

   Jack could smell her arousal in the air, a sweet and musky smell.

   Lana hears the door close, and she instinctively shuts her legs tight.

   "Okay, hubby.  Help me move her to the shower." - Lilly orders.

   "I get her legs, and you get her torso." - Jack explains with a grin.

   Lilly shakes her head with a chuckle.  She knew her husband was a
pervert.

   They grab a hold of the curvy and gullible teacher.

   As they start to drag her, Lana feels a hand touch her cooch.

   "Eeeek!" - Lana yelps, half in surprise, half in pleasure.

   "Stop, Jack!  Don't touch her there!" - Lilly chastises him, but her
tone was playful.

   "Sorry, it slipped" -- Jack says rascally.

   Lilly chuckles again.

   "I'll go slow next time, like this." - the gross man says, running his
finger along her wet slit.

   She contains a moan.

   'Oh, gosh...  Jack is touching my coochie now...  I need it...' - she
reflects dizzy.

   "Lillykins, do we need anything for her shower?" - he asks with a
knowing smirk.

   "Ah, probably a towel and a change of clothes." - his wife says.

   The large neighbor continues to caress the teacher's damp pussy, earning
soft moans and whimpers.

   The couple manages to put the busty fiancee inside the bathtub.

   "Okay...  Imma go get it." - Lilly says.  "Behave while I am out." - she
winks.

   Jack positions himself with his back to the door, in order to obstruct
Lana from Dennis' view.

   As soon as the door closes, a naughty smile comes across Jack's fat
face.

   Lana whimpers, knowing that she was now at his mercy.  But in her
disoriented mind, this was not a bad thing, it was more of an erotic
feeling.

   He starts to paw at her naked body.  Groping her ass, tits, pussy and
anything else he wanted.  He pinches and squeezes.  He mauls her boobs and
slaps her peachy butt.

   The balding neighbor, wanting to take it a bit further, starts to prod
at the entrance of her sex with his fat finger, coating his hand in her
juices.

   She moans with delight, the lust cloud taking over her brain.

   He starts to slide his digit in her, when she stops him.

   "Do not put it there!" - Lana complains, alarms sounding in her head.

   "Sorry!" - the fat man apologizes.

   "Everything else is okay, but my cooch is off-limits." - she whispers in
a husky voice.

   Nodding, he continues his exploration of her body.

   He even starts to caress her asshole, but the teacher doesn't utter a
coherent word, just moans.

   Jack pulls his pants down and frees his fat erection.

   'Wow...  it's so thick...  the widest one I have seen...' - she
salivates in admiration.

   He starts to rub his stinky penis on the teacher's beautiful face.

   'It reeks...  ah...  mmm...  it's not bad once I get used to it...  so
manly...  ahhh...' - her mind lost to lust.

   Lana groans with pleasure, her hand flying towards her vagina and
rubbing it.

   The potbellied neighbor starts to poke her lips with his prick, trying
to get her to put it inside her mouth.

   'Oh, he wants me to put it in my mouth...  okay...  wait...  I
shouldn't...  I just puked...' - she decides, the vile taste still in her
mouth.

   "Oh...  ugh...  stop that..." - Lana complains, sounding uncomfortable.

   "Just trying to position myself." - the despicable obese neighbor says.

   She removes her hand from her needy sex, she knew it was going to end
badly if she kept going.

   Putting his penis away, Jack lowers his fluid-covered hand to her butt
and opens it wide.

   Suddenly he starts to poke at the entrance.  Not hearing a complaint, he
jabs his lubricated finger inside.

   "Eeppp!" - the aroused fiancee yelps in surprise.

   "How about now?" - the fat man asks smugly.

   "Ahh...  mmm..." - Lana moans in reply, the booze helping alleviate any
pain.

   'Oh, gosh...  this feels so good...  I'm letting my ugly obese neighbor
finger my anus...  it's so wrong...' - she moans, her nipples hard as
diamonds.

   He starts to move his finger in and out of her tight hole.

   'Ahh...  if a finger is this good...  imagine a penis...  a real thick
cock sliding in my ass...  nggg...' - she can feel her coochie gushing.

   Jack continues to fingerfuck her butthole, lewd and wet noises echoing
through the bathroom.

   Lana moans with pleasure, her orgasm fast approaching.

   'Mmm...  yes...  fuck my butt...  do it...  slide your slimy finger up
my anus...  ahh...  - she convulses in pleasure.

   She was so close, she couldn't think of a reason to not let him keep
going.

   But alas, this was not the most suitable time for our protagonist.

   The door opens quickly, and Lilly enters.

   Jack pulls his finger out of Lana's butthole with a plop.

   The busty teacher groans in frustration.  The build-up to her orgasm,
subsiding.

   Lilly looks at him upset.  Jack cowers a little, knowing how bad her
fury could be.

   "Jack, leave now.  You had your fun." - his wife orders strictly.

   "Sorry, Lillykins." - the large balding man says, sounding defeated.

   The big neighbor leaves quickly, leaving the door open.  But suddenly,
the door closes.

   Lilly proceeds to help Lana take a much-needed shower.

   *****

   As Lana exits the bathroom wearing just an oversized t-shirt, she smiles
at her handsome fiancee.

   He smiles back.

   "Are you feeling better?" - Dens asks.

   "I am...  why were you so antsy?" - Lana asks, still queasy.

   "Babe, sorry for my behavior.  I know you weren't feeling well." - he
says apologetically.

   "I understand.  We can talk later." - the busty fiancee says lovingly.

   "Lilly, thanks for taking care of her." - Dennis says.

   "You're welcome." - she says.  "Now Lana, dear, go home, take some meds
and try to sleep." - Lilly instructs.

   "Will do." - the pretty teacher agrees.

   "No sex for you tonight, or you will regret it in the morning." - Lilly
says out loud.

   "Okay..." - the curvy wife-to-be says obediently.

   "Understood?" - Lilly asks Dennis, launching daggers at him, who cowers
at it.

   He nods sheepishly.

   Lilly meant that as 'avoid strenuous exertion', but the buxom teacher
took it to heart and interpreted as 'avoid anything remotely sexual'.  Poor
Dennis.

   They say their goodbyes and make their way home.

   *****

   Late Night

   As the couple gets ready for bed, Dens decides to ask Lana a question
about the bathroom.

   "What happened at the end?  Seems like Jack touched somewhere he
shouldn't?" - he asks curiously.

   "Promise you will not be mad?" - she asks with doe eyes.

   "I swear!" - he blurts out immediately.

   "He slipped a finger in my bum by mistake." - she admits bashfully.

   "What?!" - her future-husband exclaims.

   "It was an accident, he was trying to help!" - the busty teacher
explains.

   "Oh, that darn fatso!  I'll get him!" - he says enraged.

   "Hey!  You said you were not going to be mad." - she reminds him.

   "Ugh...  sorry..." - he apologizes.  "Did it hurt?" - he asks, feeling a
pang of jealousy but also horniness.

   "Initially, yeah." - she admits.

   Lana takes a couple painkillers to prevent a hangover.

   "And after the initial pain?" - he whispers, fairly curious.

   "It felt weird, but he removed it after a bit.  So, no harm done." - the
wife-to-be concludes with a smile.

   "I guess..." - he shrugs.  He was happy it was just a fleeting mistake.

   'Hmmm, so Dens doesn't mind....  I wonder if he would mind if it had
been Jack's penis...  wait, what am I saying...  it's too thick for that...
maybe I should find someone thinner to do it...  wow, that would be
something.' - she reflects, not even considering her future-husband as a
suitable candidate.

   In her corrupted and naive mind, her anus was something dirty that was
below Dennis' standards.

   They finish getting ready and lay side-by-side in bed.

   "Can we fool around?  I'm worked up..." - he asks, giving her puppy dog
eyes.

   "You heard what Lilly said, no shenanigans." - she says sternly.

   "Ah!  But..." - he complains grumpily.

   "I have the beach school trip tomorrow.  Need to be 100% ready for it."
- she states adamantly.

   "Ugh...  but babe..." - he groans in frustration.

   "Do not 'babe' me.  You know that the field trip is important to me and
to the Program." - she says.

   "Jeez...  you're right.  Sorry.  Tomorrow night?" - he asks, hopeful.

   "I promise.  Maybe I can even lick your peepee." - his betrothed says
sultrily, licking her lips.

   Dennis trembles with anticipation, picturing his lovely fiancee's soft
mouth on his member.

   "That'll be awesome, babe.  I love you." - he smiles enthusiastically.

   "I love you too.  Goodnight, Dens." - she says, putting an end to the
conversation.

   "'Night." - he says, giving her a peck and turning away to sleep.

   Lana still hadn't come after being worked up and played with all day. 
Dennis hadn't helped either.

   'Gosh...  the beach is going to be bad if I am this pent up...  oh,
well. Let's worry about it tomorrow.' - she deliberates.

   Lana sleeps profoundly that night.

   The busty teacher dreams of her students coming all over her bare tits
with their big meaty peckers.