After all I had done I had trouble sleeping that night. I was excited by everything, somewhat embarrassed also. No guys had ever seen me naked before, until Jan pushed me a little.
I was glad that she had pushed me. I wouldn't have done anything unless I was pushed but now, now, I was thinking that I was hooked.
I had my eyes closed, in bed, listening to Jan in the other bed in our dorm room, and I pictured myself naked with guys looking at me, lots of guys. I was also thinking. I wasn't sure that I wanted to do the naked office girl thing. The video taping of me there, it was kind of too much, I thought.
But guys seeing me naked, that was all to the good. I loved the feeling of being so bad, I loved the way that they looked at me. I didn't really mind much that their eyes went right to my pussy first, not even at me, my face, just right to my pussy, then my tits, then maybe my face.
I liked the naked lust on their faces, the thinking that if she gets naked, she'll fuck thoughts that I knew they had.
Well, I wasn't going to fuck them all. But I was also thinking that Jack, I sort of really liked Jack, well. him fucking me. That was a good thought. He had a nice penis. I liked his better than Robert's or David's. It was slightly longer and much thicker. It felt better sliding up inside me. It even felt good when he came inside me. I liked that feeling very much. That I got him hot enough that he came.
But what I really liked was the thought of him telling me what to do. Jan doing that was OK, but Jack doing it was something else. I had no idea what a submissive woman was, but being submissive to him was a turn on. I wondered if he would like that, if he would like having control of me. Control that I thought I wouldn't mind giving to him.
And I also like the thought of being kind of humiliated by him. Of him calling me bad names, making me do things that maybe I wouldn't really enjoy doing, maybe I would enjoy them, but at the start they wouldn't be all that much fun for me.
My thoughts always came to back to this, Jack, with a smirk on his face, me standing in front of him bare ass naked or me lying down, bare ass, with my legs spread wide, my tits lolling to either side of my chest, nipples erect because I was turned on. Or me on my hands and knees, facing away from him, pulling my ass cheeks wide open so he could see my pussy and asshole.
Jack knowing every private part of me, probably better than I knew them, because I couldn't see them, not my hole, not my asshole, but he could see them.
But what really got me going was hearing him say, "Take off your clothes, Sabine", just expecting that I would. And that I knew his expectation was not wrong.
So the next morning, I did my best to find him. After my first two classes, starting to get frustrated, I finally did. I asked him to come to the rec cafe and talk. It was hard to get started, it was humiliating and embarrassing to tell him.
"So, Jack, I sort of like you."
He just looked at me, one eyebrow lifted.
God, this was not going to be easy.
I want, sort of, to have you, um, tell me, to do things."
"What sort of things?"
Ah shit.
"Um, sort of like what we did in the pines."
"So like, get you naked?"
Thank God.
"Um, yeah. It kind of gets me going."
"You get turned on?"
"Yeah, um, yeah, I do."
I knew that I was blushing, but didn't care.
"I kind of want you to, um, embarrass me too."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, um, most girls would not like to hear strip or take your clothes off in front of other people. Ah, I think, um, that I would like that."
"So, like, if I sneaked you into my dorm room and there were other guys in the room and I said to you "Take off your clothes" you'd do it?"
"Um, I think, um, I would."
"Not that I don't think it would be fun, Sabine, but why?"
Ah God.
"Because I like, sort of, the thought of you, um, telling me. Because I sort of, um, I like people looking at me."
"It wouldn't bother you to have other people seeing you?"
"Well, yeah, kind of, it would, but ..."
"You'd get turned on by it?"
"Um, yeah, I really think I would."
"Is it a turn on with just me?"
"Yeah, Jack, it is, it really is. I don't want to have sex all the time, but being naked for you, it, um, um, really gets me going."
Jack just chuckled.
"Anything else?"
This was going to be really hard...
"Um, could you sort of tell me bad things about me?"
"What?"
"Um, sort of, um, tell me I have a fat ass. Tell me, um, that I am a slut. Call me a cunt."
Christ that made me blush harder than ever.
"Things, um, like that, Jack,"
"So be an asshole to you, does that turn you on?"
"Um, I don't know for sure, but, um, maybe."
It was eleven in the morning and Jack smirked at me. Then he leaned forward towards me.
"Let's test this out Sabine. Come on."
Jack stood up and started walking away. I hurriedly got up and followed him. To the men's room. He walked in and I followed him. Into the handicapped stall. I shut the door to it and latched it, shivering.
Jack turned around and smirked again.
"So, do you want to show me your fat ass, Sabine?"
I shuddered. I looked at the smirk on his face. I didn't say anything. I just turned around and reached down to my shorts, undid them and worked them over my hips. They slid down below my ass, no panties left, remember?
Jack chuckled.
"You do have a fat ass cunt. Are your shorts loose?"
I took a breath.
"Yeah."
"Let go of them."
I did and they slid down to the floor.
"Step out of them and hand them to me."
I squatted and eased them off each foot, then turned and handed them to Jack, naked below the waist in a men's room.
He looked down at my pussy, smirking again. Dropped my shorts behind him, away from me.
"Come here."
I stepped up close to him. His hand went between my legs and I gasped.
"Is your cunt wet?"
"I don 't know..."
"Let's find out."
His middle finger eased between the lips and worked into my hole. I sucked in a breath.
"I was right, you're soaking bitch."
I shuddered.
"Is this good for you, Sabine?"