The dormitory at Fairfax Academy was something out of the eighteen hundreds. Instead of modern college residence halls, where students lived two or three to a room, the Fairfax girls slept in large rooms that spanned the entire length of he building. The four floors of the building each housed one class. Freshmen on the lower floor, and seniors at the top. Each room was lined with beautiful leaded glass windows that went from floor to ceiling, and were flanked by panels of white gauzy curtains, which the headmistress, Dr. Kroft, explained the girls themselves had made in home economics class. In front of each window was an antique metal framed bed. The beds were all neatly made and alternated with cherry wood dressers. A traveling trunk and blanket sat at the foot of each of the beds, and each had two girls' initials emblazoned on the clasps. The beds were also slightly larger than average college issue. At Fairfax the students didn't have room mates, they had bedmates.
At one end of the large room was a wall of small closets that held the students clothes for more special occasions, as well as jackets and coats. And a central hallway led to the bathrooms and shower room. The shower room was a large tiled room with one unusual feature. Two full walls were covered in the same leaded glass windows as the sleeping area. From the sports fields outside, anyone could easily see the girls showering inside their dormitory. In fact, shower heads seemed to be arranged so that the girls would have to stand in front of the windows to shower. All in all, the entire building was designed around the girls showing off their bodies to each other and anyone else who might care to see.
The nighttime routine was simple enough. The girls returned to the dormitory at eleven o'clock the latest for lights out. Those who wished headed for the shower room and peeled off their clothes, taking their time to let the hot water relax them after a busy day. They slipped into the shear baby doll nightgowns the school provided, and hopped into bed with their bedmate. Most of the time, girls would stay up for several hours in a variety of sexual activities before falling asleep. It was not unusual for the teachers to enter the dormitory in the morning to wake the girls up only to find four or five naked girls sleeping in one bed.
Teachers hadn't always been required to supervise the dormitories all night long, but a recent event had set the new monitoring procedure in motion. Dr. Koft had expressed her concern at the last faculty meeting. A young men's college had recently bought land adjacent to the Fairfax campus, and their curriculum was similar. The Duncan Academy boys were accustomed to he same sex filled learning environment as the Fairfax girls. Unfortunately, they were not as fond of their single sex learning environment. In the past few months, Duncan students had snuck into the dormitories at night and were allegedly conducting shameless orgies with Fairfax students. Mrs. Lombard had walked in on a group of five boys and nearly ten Fairfax girls in the sophomore class bedroom one night after hours, engaged in every sexual act imaginable. She had nearly had a heart attack before chasing the boys off of school grounds. There had also been reports of girls sneaking out of the building to meet boys in the sports fields or behind the stables. Condoms and lost clothing had been turning up all over school grounds. It was very bad for the school reputation and had to be stopped. Dr. Kroft would not sit idly by as her students were being taken advantage of by horny schoolboys. They were at Fairfax for one reason, to become to wives of rich and successful men. And she was not about to see them running off with eighteen year olds from Duncan Academy.
Teachers were now assigned to spend three nights a month in the dormitory in order to make sure no one went in or out. At first a teacher just sat at the desk next to the front door, until two girls climbed out of their window on the French teacher's watch and went skinny dipping in the Duncan Academy pool. From then on, the teachers were stationed in the bedrooms themselves. A desk was set up at the end of the room, right next to the hallway leading to the bathroom area. From this post, whoever was on duty could see every bed in the room as well as the shower area if they turned around in their seat and leaned back a bit.
Luke Ryder's first night in the dormitory was on a clear autumn night. A perfect night for students to sneak out and meet boys in the fields surrounding the school. As a new employee, Luke was determined to make sure he did a successful job in keeping the girls in and the boys out. But, he was also looking forward to seeing what went on behind the closed doors of the dormitory at night.
He arrived at ten-thirty to set up his desk for a long night's work. During his first week he had been teaching basic anatomy and physiology to the girls. Boring subject matter, but necessary before he got to more interesting topics. He had brought his planner and textbooks with him, hoping to outline his next week of classes while the girls slept. When he arrived, only a few girls were in the third floor room, where he would be spending the night with nearly thirty students. Two girls were laid out on a bed reading fashion magazines, and a few others were doing homework in a circle on the floor. The rest of the girls were off at their evening activities and wouldn't be arriving for a few more minutes.
Luke yawned as he walked past the student's beds and smiled at the students who looked up to greet him. He saw that two girls sitting Indian style on a bed were studying a textbook from his class, reading the chapter on the anatomy of the male reproductive system. Sitting the way they were he had an unobstructed view between the girls' legs under their short skirts. Luke had stopped trying to hide his admiration of the young student's attributes. He had already learned the students expected it. And that it would not be used against him by the administration as it had in his past place of employment.
"Mr. Ryder?" Asked one of the girls, a nineteen year old transfer student named Jeanette. "Are you our monitor tonight?"
"Yes, Jeanette." Luke replied, pulling his planner and textbooks out of his briefcase and arranging them on the desk. "All night. So if you have any questions about class that you'd like to go over, I'll be here."
"Thanks, Mr. Ryder. I have been having some trouble with this chapter. If I have any questions, I'll be sure to ask."
Luke smiled to himself as he sat down. He was looking forward to hearing the young student's questions on the assigned reading about male reproduction. He wondered what kind of hands on instruction he could get away with under the auspices of remedial tutoring.
The girls began trickling into the dormitory and started getting ready for bed. The girls had no shame when it came to undressing. They simply pealed off their clothes in the middle of the room and pulled the sheer baby doll nightgowns out of their trunks. Luke pretended to be busy at his work while they helped each other into their nightgowns and leisurely walked past him to the sinks to brush their teeth. He looked up as the first few girls walked by and noticed that the nightgowns didn't even cover their naked behinds, and none of the girls wore panties to bed. As a few girls turned to greet him as they passed by he was faced with their hairless pussies from his chair. A few girls giggled when they saw the look of surprise on his face.
Luke heard the showers start running and the laughter of several young women as some of the student's started taking their evening showers. He swiveled around in his chair and saw seven or eight naked girls standing in front of the darkened windows letting the steaming water relax their tired muscles. Luke spotted Emily, one of his most difficult yet alluring students shamelessly run her slim fingers over her shaved pussy, not even pretending to be washing herself. Her eyes were closed and her mouth curled into a small smile as she rubbed the scented bath soap over her skin. Other girls were helping each other bathe, rubbing soap over each other's backs, letting their hands migrate over firm breasts. Girls were pressing soapy bodies together and giggling, letting the water tickle them. Luke sighed and turned around to continue his work. He knew this would only be the beginning of tonight's sexual escapades.
The students finished showering and most had settled into bed. Luke turned the lights off and said goodnight to the group of students before returning to his desk. The only light left on in the large room now was his desk lamp. It let off enough light for him to do his work, as well as to see the beds nearest to his desk.
