Foreword
Everyone in this story involved in any sexual activities is at least 18 years old. This story is not real and probably could never be real in 2022, so any correlations with real-life are mere coincidence.
This story is a slooooow burn. And no editor also, so bear with me :)
This chapter contains the following days schedule:
* Day 9 -- Tuesday -- Morning: Jack's house; Lunch; Afternoon: Homeroom; Clubs: AV Club;
Enjoy the read,
~ Potato Head
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Day 9 -- Tuesday
Early Morning
The young couple wakes up bright and early, ready to face a new day. They prepare themselves for work and sit together to have a yummy breakfast cooked by Lana Cox.
"Thanks for breaky, babe. Gotta say, the guys weren't wrong about your boobies." - says Dennis Laywood, smiling broadly, remembering the night before.
"Oh, you! What did they say again?" - she asks, trying to feign disinterest.
"Remember? They said your boobies were big and hot. They were right." - he grins at her.
She slaps his arm playfully and giggles.
"Maybe we can play some more tonight." - she says blushing. He nods enthusiastically.
They finish breakfast and Dennis prepares to leave for work.
"What do you have going on this morning?" - he asks her at the door.
"Nothing much, just tidy the house and then stop by Jack's on my way to school." - she answers.
"Jack? Why?" - he asks with a frown.
"He asked me to come over to pay the bet!" - she answers.
"Ugh, we need to stop making bets." - comments Dennis worried. "At least Lilly will be there, so nothing to worry about." - he says, and she nods.
He gives her a quick goodbye peck and he leaves for the day.
Lana goes upstairs and finishes getting ready for work, putting on a long-sleeve button up burgundy blouse. She decides to be a little daring, and leaves the top couple buttons undone, leaving her neck and collarbone exposed. Oh, the audacity!
Realizing she needs to do some laundry; she picks her only professional skirt left. It's a conservative gray knee-length piece, but it's extra flowy and flimsy, one of the reasons she avoided wearing it. She opts for simple yellow cotton panties and a basic matching bra.
An hour goes by, and Lana is organizing their bedroom when her phone lights up.
Message -- 09:37 --???
*??? -- Hello Lana, 'morning!
* Lana -- Who is this?
* PB-Justin -- Justin, I work with Dennis... remember me from the weekend?
* Lana -- Hi! Of course. How did you get my number? *worried emoji*
* PB-Justin -- Dennis gave it to me just now. Do you mind?
* Lana -- Ah, I see. I don't mind :)
* PB-Justin -- Good. Just wanted to ask if you gave any thought to what we asked him yesterday?
* Lana -- What do you mean?
* PB-Justin -- Dennis said he told you about it...
* Lana -- *confused face*
* PB-Justin -- We asked him to ask you if you could flash us your pussy again this weekend?
* Lana -- Justin! You shouldn't say that!
* PB-Justin -- Is just a friendly banter between friends ;)
* Lana -- Still, doesn't seem appropriate to talk about this with Dens' coworkers.
* PB-Justin -- He knows we are chatting, so no worries there.
* Lana -- He does? I guess then...
* PB-Justin -- So... will you show us your bare snatch? :)
'Hmm... Dens didn't say no to them, and he told me he doesn't mind showing and exposing... he said it was even encouraged! Kim did it on the story, her husband seemed to like it. Maybe I can do it too...no, Lana, it's not proper...they work with him!'
- debates Lana in her head.
* Lana -- I probably shouldn't...
* PB-Justin -- Fuck yeah, you should! Thanks for agreeing.
* Lana -- Stop it, Justin!
* PB-Justin -- The boys will be happy! This weekend will be awesome.
* Lana -- I didn't say I would do it! :(
* PB-Justin -- ;) I'll add you to our group chat later and we chat more. TTYL Lana!
* Lana -- Bleh :P, tell Dens I say hi.
She frowns, she didn't agree to it, but he basically made it sound like she was going to do it. She would have to clear things up in the group chat. Future Lana's problem.
The young and stacked fiancee finishes getting ready, picks up her work materials and makes her way to Jack's house.
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Morning -- Jack
Lana knocks and Lilly opens the door, inviting her inside.
"Hi, dear! Thanks for coming over." - says Lilly, holding a bag in one hand and Evan in the other.
"Oh, no problem." - she smiles, dropping her work stuff at the entrance. "Where are you going?"
"I am taking Evan to a class. He loves to swim." - she says and pats her son in the head.
"He is a cutie." - admires Lana. "You two have fun!"
Lilly says her goodbyes and leaves with Evan in tow.
"Jack?" - asks Lana sheepishly out loud.
"In here!" - comes a booming voice from the living room.
She enters the room and is surprised to see there is someone else there with Jack. He is turned and fiddling with some wires, so Lana can't see his face clearly.
"Hi Lana! Good morning." - beams Jack to his neighbor.
"H-hello Jack. Who is this?" - she asks nervously.
"Ah, I thought you two had already met." - says Jack pointing to the man. "This is Kenny, he is the janitor at the school."
The man turns and smiles. Lana recognizes him from the day prior, when he waved at her.
"Oh, hi Kenny! Nice to meet you, I am Lana Cox, a teacher at the school." - she introduces herself.
"Hi, Miss Cox, pleasure to meetcha." - says Kenny simply.
Lana takes a good look at him. He is in his early twenties, tall, around 6'3, skinny, extremely pale and has an absent look on his face. He is wearing blue sweatpants and a t-shirt covered with paint stains.
"Neighbor, sorry to ask, but why is Kenny here?" - she asks trying to sound respectful.
"Ah, right. Kenny sometimes helps me with maintenance around the house. He is very good at it." - informs Jack. "He was helping me this morning with the wiring, so I asked him to stay around to assist with the photos, you know, frame them better." - he answers.
"I see." - says Lana. "Not sure I am comfortable with it..." - she says nervously.
"Nonsense, Kenny here is a great lad." - compliments Jack. "Extremely trustworthy. I can vouch for him."
"My bad, Miss Cox, I'm only here to help ya." - Kenny completes with a sad look on his face.
"Ah, Kenny, I didn't mean anything by that. It was insensitive of me." - she tries to course correct. "Of course, you can stay, you seem like a decent young man."
"Good, it's sorted then." - smiles Jack. "Kenny, please finish up with the wiring on the living room, while I get my photo equipment." - instructs Jack. Kenny nods.
He quickly finishes his work and Jack brings in his equipment, setting it up in an open space.
"Lana, dear, since you came in so late, we'll only do 1 pose today, okay? We can do the rest in the future." - explains Jack.
"Sure, that is fine by me, I need to get to school anyway." - she says relieved.
"My idea is to have a simulated photo. I don't want to cross any boundaries between you and Denny-boy." - informs Jack seriously.
"Oh, nice of you to worry, Jack." - she says pleased. "What do mean by 'simulated'?"
"You know... simulated." - he replies seriously. "We'll pretend to do something, but it won't be real."
"Right, it's just posing for a photo." - she says slightly confused by his affirmation.
"Yeah, pretend we are both models, it's not real, so there is no need to worry." - he emphasizes.
"Ah okay, if it's just pretend... seems harmless." - she says agreeably.
The overweight neighbor guides Lana to the other side of the camera and instructs Kenny to signal when they are in frame.
"Jack, what are we going to do?" - asks Lana innocently.
"Oh, we are going to do a simulated blowjob photo." - he says nonchalantly.
"What!?" - says the young teacher in shock.
'Jack is asking for a photo of me giving him a blowjob? I couldn't...'
- she worries.
"Don't worry, it's not a real blowjob. It's pretend." - explains the balding man.
"I can't do that!" - she says exasperated. "I shouldn't get close to your penis!"
"First of all, it's just posing. You won't be sucking me." - he clarifies. "Second, you and Denny-boy lost the bet, so you owe me a few poses of my choice. This is what I picked out."
"Darn it Dens..." - she mumbles. "Still, I shouldn't interact with your thingy!" - she argues.
"You may not have to, it's only simulated." - elaborates Jack, trying to convince her. "You can just get close and look at it, may not even need to touch it!"
The naive teacher didn't get the emphasis on the word 'may'.
"That's still too much!" - she says. "Dennis is not comfortable with this!" - she justifies.
"What are you and Dennis comfy with? I bet you never even talked about it." - he provokes her, trying one last desperate attempt.
"You just lost that bet, mister!" - she replies, falling into his trap. "As a matter of fact, me and him had a few conversations this weekend." - she explains proudly.
"Oh, yeah?" - he smirks. "What did Denny-boy say?"
"Accidents don't count, so as long as things are not on purpose, they are okay." - she says. "But posing is not an accident, definitely on purpose." - she states.