Amy
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I was so tempted to follow K's lead and threaten Amy with distributing pictures of her ass out the window of Scott's car, I can't tell you. I decided it wouldn't work anyway, since her face was not visible in the pictures. The pictures weren't that great but they certainly marked the occasion. It seemed ironic and fucked-up that Amy had leverage over me versus the other way around. Anyway, all I would do by sparring with her would be to push her over the edge; she was already getting pretty pissy. She was the kind of chick who might go and blow our cover with the school administration if I wasn't careful. I really didn't need that bullshit nor did I want to ruin the whole event. I got a grip on my anger and waited out the remaining days until Saturday – somehow I even managed to study for exams.
In the intervening time that we waited for the event to arrive, Scott and I commiserated about K's true identity. We discovered that there was a redhead who worked in the Dean's office but who had recently put in her notice; her name was Kathryn Lienert. It fit and we thought about finding out if someone knew where she lived or if we might see her in the Dean's office. I never emailed my suspicions but I did tell Bob and Jay to keep an eye out for her to see if they thought she was K. I didn't want to freak the girls out so I decided not to let them in on this little development. I also wondered if this Lienert woman was K. What did this resignation mean? Would she be moving or would she still be around? What about wives of professors- that couldn't be ruled out. Anyway, Jay went down to the Dean's office on the pretense of wanting to check into switching majors and he got a pretty good look at Kathryn; he was sure she was K.
When the allotted time arrived it was like déjà vu. We were sneaking around and doing secret knocks but with the chances of getting caught a bit higher. Given that we went during the day this time and it wasn't Halloween, I realized upon approaching the Kendall House just how ballsy this was – the only thing crazier would have been to go on a day when there were classes in there. I was nervous as hell when I approached the building and had to pace around a little bit to look like I was going somewhere else when I saw some other students walking nearby. Once the coast was clear, I sneaked around to the back of Kendall Hall.
When I got in, I was greeted by K who had on a masquerade mask instead of a full head mask this time. She had full lips and nicely defined cheekbones but she chose to continue to leave her voice a mystery. She wore red lipstick and nail polish and was stunningly mysterious. She had on a long woman's overcoat and black stiletto high heels. She silently gestured me in by crooking her finger. I followed her into a second floor classroom which was equipped with desks and a small podium with a whiteboard near the front. On the board it was written,
"Please sit quietly and remain silent until class begins – K"
After I took my seat, K left the room and went back to the rear of the house to await the others. One by one they arrived. One by one they had the same reaction in that we wanted to talk but felt compelled by the message on the board not to.
We wondered just what K was going to do to get things started. After I had been there for nearly 20 minutes and the last club member had been there for at least 5 minutes, we heard K coming. In fact we heard what sounded like a second set of footsteps. What happened next startled me.
A burly man in green work pants and shirt with keys jangling on one side strode into the room. He walked down the aisle and turned to face us before speaking at which point he accusing asked, "What in the hell is going on here? Do you realize that you have broken into school property? You all can get suspended for that!"
If this was a joke, no one was laughing. K had not accompanied the man into the room and in our lust we had been caught off guard, not considering the possibility of being set up. I was suddenly furious with K. She had basically taken control of the club away from me and was now going to get us in trouble – wasn't it enough to embarrass the hell out of me in front of Scott and Bob at the hotel.
The man was known around campus as "Old Man". He was probably in his early forties if that old but due to ruddy skin, a scruffy goatee and streaks of white hair he got that nickname. His real name was John Ellerd or something like that. This guy probably had a chip on his shoulder against college kids given that we didn't exactly look at guys like "Old Man" with respect. This was feeling like a bad dream.
After a long pause, Old Man walked around the room looking us up and down; no doubt to be sure he could identify us to the school administration. Then he spoke, "All right, maybe we can avoid any trouble if you all can play along with a little harmless game. Or if not you can end the semester before exams which will do wonders for your grades." He leered at us as he continued, "Your parents will just love having you home a few extra days early." As he finished speaking, K quietly entered the room.
I thought to myself, "Dirty" Old Man; this was part of K's plan all along and insurance that we would go along with her little scheme. Shrewd bitch. At least for today Old Man was K's partner in crime. If she was sleeping with this guy, it explained how she had gotten a hold of the keys and how she knew the hours for rounds in the Science Building back in October and how she got the keys here today.
"All right, if you all play nice there will be a little bonus at the end right Kath-," Old Man caught himself and then continued, "Right K?"
K nodded nervously. I couldn't tell if she was mad at Old Man for slipping with her name or if she was getting bolder – certainly this new mask was much smaller than the one she had on the other times that we'd met.
At this moment, it was confirmed in my mind that K was indeed Kathryn Lienert. Old Man's little slip was the icing on the cake. I didn't have to wonder long what would be next.
Old Man turned a student desk around, and pulled it to the front of the room. Then he grabbed another chair for K. From their vantage point in the front of the room they took on an air of authority. Old Man spoke, "All right there will be a series of stunts for each of you to perform. The ground rules for the stunts are that there will be no touching. First the gentlemen will perform a stunt followed by the ladies performing a stunt and then we repeat the process. When you have finished, K and I will perform a little for you." He paused and looked around as if to get a read on our reaction, upon getting no response, he continued, "Gentlemen, you will perform first. One at a time you are to unzip your flies stop in front of each of the ladies and let her inspect your cock. You will be told when you have gone long enough." At this he produced a cassette player and began playing some sort of elevator music.
Scott offered to go first. He set the tone for how this stunt was to be done. Rather than strictly just lowering his fly, he pulled pants and briefs down below his ass. Though I wasn't staring, I could see that he was not fully erect nor was he flaccid either. He managed to walk by hanging onto his pants on either side. He walked first up to Kelly. Since she was sitting in a desk his bare cock was just below her eye level. The guys let out jeers. When Old Man did not immediately call time, Scott began to gyrate his hips which made his cock bob up and down just inches from Kelly. She licked her lips and appeared to be enjoying this. She adhered to the no touching rule which seemed to add to the excitement.
At last Old Man said, "All right, you may move to the other young lady now." Scott moved in front of Amy and continued to step from foot to foot and to rotate his hips. Amy said, "Well Mr. driver, how does it feel to be the one with his pants down?"
Scott replied, "It feels just fine. I bet you'd like a piece of this wouldn't you?"
Amy joked, "In your dreams."
When Old Man said, "Ok, that's enough" Scott began to zip up his pants. Before he could finish, Old Man said, "Aren't you forgetting someone?"
Scott smiled and said, "So I guess Ms. K would like a turn." He then walked over to the desk where she was sitting and lowered his pants to expose his cock. She looked on with approval.
After a few seconds of this, Old Man said, "All right, cowboy that's enough. We need another volunteer."
Jay went next and he also appeared to be only partly hard as he wagged his manhood in Kelly's face and then on cue did the same to Amy. He kept his pants down so that he could walk across the room to K. There was definitely a growing air of excitement in the room.
I took my turn after Jay. It was definitely erotic to feel the cool air on my cock as I let it free; I was partly hard and could feel the nerves in my swelling member as I stood near Kelly.
"My, my," Kelly quipped as I dangled my gonads before her.
When instructed to do so, I moved over in front of Amy. I abided by the no touching rule, but I really hoped that Amy would just reach over and suck me. She didn't; she also stuck to the rule. At Old Man's behest, I moved on to the front of the room and dangled my wares in front of K. She took a long look at my cock and then at my face. She nodded her head as to say, "not bad." When Old Man told me that I was done, I wished that I wasn't as the excitement and nervous energy was very titillating.
As I was retaking my seat, Bob said, "I guess you saved the best for last." He then stood up and began to unzip his fly.
The guys all began to chant, "Bobby, Bobby, Bobby"
Following the protocol that had been established by Scott, Bob pulled his pants and boxers below his hips and held them at the side. His prick popped out, the beginnings of his arousal were clearly visible as his large black cock protruded from his body above his large, dark nutsack. He walked first over to Kelly and let his cock go within inches of her face. To this she teasingly curled the end of her tongue as though she were going to lick the shaft of his penis. She stopped short of actually touching him.
Old Man interjected, "No touching. Remember the rules." Then after a brief pause he added, "All right Bobby, give the next lady a turn."
Bob moved over in front of our blond newbie Amy. His cock appeared to visibly twitch and grow a little as he stood before Amy. Amy was far more self-conscious than Kelly and acted almost scared of this large black cock that was in front of her. She even pretended to shield her eyes for a moment.
Bob teased her by saying, "Come on, you know all white girls like a big, black cock. Take a nice good look."
Amy blushed and sneaked a quick glance at his protruding love muscle.
At this point, Old Man called time and Bob moved across the room towards K.
K teasingly rubbed her breasts through her blouse and licked her lips as Bob approached her. Perhaps she wanted to remind him of how he had felt these luscious globes wrapped around his spasming cock some days earlier. When Bob was finally in front of her, she pretended to lick him in a more lusty fashion than Kelly had earlier. She then firmly grasped his cock just below the head and firmly planted a kiss on the tip of his swollen member.
I led the protest that ensued, "Hey! Old Man, you said no touching!"
Scott added, "Yeah, K broke the rules. Shouldn't there be a penalty for breaking the rules?"
Old Man replied, "I guess you're right, since she broke the rules, there should be a punishment." He paused for a moment, looked over at K and rubbed his wispy chin hairs. Then he said, "All right K, for your punishment, you need to take off your top and let everyone see your tits. And you can stay that way until we finish our game."
The guys were definitely ok with this punishment. She had large round breasts and we were all eager to see them. K turned her back to us for a moment so that we could not see her face and then unbuttoned her blouse and removed it. Bob was still standing near her as she continued to unlatch her bra and then let that drop to the floor. She grabbed her breasts and squeezed them as she faced Bob. Then she sat down and I noted that her nipples looked to be hardening as we watched her.
