"Hurry the fuck up Mace."
Piper Cherry was losing her patience. It was closing in on lunchtime and he still hadn't arrived with her new cheerleader t-shirts. He had sent her a text saying, "On the road now. Just gotta grab tacos.", but that was thirty minutes ago. She was pacing the halls, which was fine with the students. Her short white dress with sheer patterns exposing sections of forbidden flesh was quite the head turner, head stroker too. Even the girls were wanting to borrow her wardrobe. Heels clattering in her nervous waltz Piper decided to head upstairs to kill time, knowing that someone would let Mace in when he got there and that he would text.
Even in going up the flight of stairs boys were crouching low to peer up her skirt, which took hardly any effort at all it being thigh high as it was. How she was getting away with this was anyone's guess but they were fucking glad she was. That bitch had curves. Hairpin curves at that.
With her class coming to an end Josie McKellen found Piper in her doorway holding the frame at both sides and lurching forward to express her bulging cleavage. Smirking at the ravenous look in the blonds eyes Josie found her mouth watering, Piper's melons were barely hanging on with only the thin loose material of her dress holding them at bay. She was amazing to look at.
"Hey Wench?"
Josie narrowed her eyes while standing at her blackboard, "Who's a wench?" She called back, two of her students literally raising their hands to share their opinions. Pointing at the girls with a sneer they lowered their hands giggling. "We meant us Mrs. M." Ah, but of course. More the merrier.
"Lunch outside!" Piper interrupted, "I have a picnic blanket in my SUV. It's Taco Friday."
"I thought it was supposed to be on Tuesdays."
"Not below my equator. Bring it!" She then mouthed, "I have Tequila."
"Oh my!" Josie snickered mumbling, "Booze on school property? I love that girl." Breaking all the rules was on their itinerary. "I'll find you." Piper released the door frame and pulled her dress open letting her tits topple out and shook them at her. Although brief a few of Josie's male students did get an eye full. Word would get out, but remain amongst the troops.
Crossing the hall Piper barged right into Mimi Alexander's classroom as she was sharing Art styles with her own students. "Yo Squeaky? Lunch outside, I bought tacos. That is if my slowpoke nephew ever gets here with them." Her students laughed at Mimi's new nickname, it was true to form. Mimi blushed and lifted her glasses at the bridge of her nose with a shrill yet short giggle that sure enough was mousey.
"LeAnne is coming to have lunch with me. This is her day off, her baby sister Loli is helping Frank on the food truck today."
"Bring her with."
"Hey Miss Cherry?" A boy rallies a request of attention.
"Yeah Picasso?"
"Mark." He chuckled, "Miss Alexander has been talking about having a live model for us to draw. You should volunteer."
"Love to. Squeaky and I can pose together."
"WHAT?" Mimi blurted turning red.
"Relax Mini Mouse it's for a good cause. Right guys?" The entire class erupted with a favorable agreement. Mimi just sheepishly grinned. "Monday?" It was a date, thumbs up around the room made Piper fidget, "Too small. Go bigger." She then turned and walked out. Mimi was not going to change her hue until class was over. The thumbs were an artist's best friend.
With her besties locked in for lunch hour antics Piper headed back downstairs. What few students in the halls that were not in class just drooled. She took her time strolling about looking at her cell for any new texts. None revealed to her she hisses "FUCK ME!" which at her aggravated tone was heard by all. Plenty of offers shared beneath their breathes fantasized about just that opportunity. Never say never she might say. Age pending of course.
Heading outside to her SUV she grabbed her bag consisting of a huge checkerboard blanket and a half dozen travel sized bottles of tequila for fun. She truly didn't care about having booze on campus as long as the students didn't drink. This was all for she and her ho's. Especially, "Josie cuevHO.",she snickered while walking, "Straight from the Mimi Bar." Mini bar made it that much more hilarious.
Looking toward the school she noted windows flocked with prying eyes. With the bell ringing it was no wonder why so many discovered her zestful stride, tits bouncing about as if a Juggler was following her from behind. Waving at the students met blown kisses and wagging tongues. She loved their attention but often worried about that pesky age thing. It was a guarantee that at least some of those eyes were underage. Therefore she did her best to control her skirt at the very least. With her arms full? Let them see. Oopsee at that!
Recalling the tree where she sat with Octavia and her friends Piper beat them to it. Hogging the shade tree just made sense in this 98 degree scorcher. The tree was toward the side of the school so it made perfect camouflage to mask any hijinks the ladies might get into from the majority of the students. Even in her thin dress she was sweating like crazy, the material clinging to her in some pretty risque areas. Hips especially often held her skirt higher than she planned, still she walked without tugging it down. Cheeks were her gift to the world at the moment.
Reaching the tree she sat her bag down and rummaged through it to drag the blanket out. In bending there was no hiding her pussy from any peeps. At the moment she felt safe in her exhibition. Not even her chest could stay hidden in fanning out the blanket, her left tit dropping out to dangle while the right procrastinated. "Ugggh! Stay in there." She halted to delicately tuck her tit back in, no more than working on the blanket before the right tit bolted out for air in it's rebellious angst.
"Dammit, Bobbsey Twins you're hopeless today." Giggling she just let it hang out until the blanket was spread flat. Satisfied she sat down and took her heels off for comfort wiggling her toes for circulation. "Wonder who wants to cum on these today?" She recalled Darryl Priest and Finn Rice joining forces that day under this tree. "Better keep that from being a habit. Sounds fun though." It was then she pulled her dress up to conceal that tit.
Cell phone in her bag she rolled to her side and dug in to find it. While digging both tits fell out this round. "Fuck Me! Stay out for now." Dialing Mace he answered this time. "Where are you?"
"ETA five minutes. Taco Hell's drive thru was scenic. Lunch hour is like driving through the desert. Slooooow and booooring. Finally got your food, sour cream too. Where do I find you?"
"Under the big oak tree to the South side of the school. You will have to park in the school lot I don't see any spots on the street." She leers around in both directions. With students beginning to come outside for lunch and to smoke she decided she better do her best to put the twins away using one hand. Not an easy task! "Stay out of trouble please. I'm pretty sure my cheerleaders will be out here at some point, which is good so I can pass those shirts out."
"Oh, did I tell you about the G-strings?"
"The what?"
"Odessa found your shirt idea so hot she took it upon herself to make you girls cute G-strings like flying birds."
"Cute. Thank her for me."
"Already did."
"I'm sure." She laughed, "Hurry it up Stud. Don't get pulled over for using your cell driving."
"Bluetooth remember?"
"Oh yeah! Blewtooth. Should I call this Odessa that?"
"Oh, you're funny. You'll meet Odessa tonight. She used to be a Badgerl."
"Badgirl?"
"Badger girl." He laughed, "I thought their nickname was pretty funny. Her sister Odette is a cheerleader too. Odessa even knows Dakota."
"Interesting! Badgerl's huh? Name sure beats the Swallower's."
"I know it's pretty darn clever."
"Stiff competition."
"I know she had me stiff."
"TMI Junior! See you here." Hanging up she settled back and watched the quad fill up. Quadrant that is. Parcels of land were being inhabited by students enjoying the sun and fresh air after being cooped up so long. "Better text the ladies where I'm at." She sent a text saying, "Shade tree South side." Good enough.
It didn't take long before nosey boys clustered around her ruining her private oasis. She couldn't just tell them to mind their own business this was their natural habitat. So, she just put some music on her cell and sat back looking sexy. No trouble at all, she would never be anything but sexy. DNA wouldn't allow it.
"I should have known I would be swarmed laying out here like this. I mean it's nice being ogled from all directions but I kind of wanted this to be just us girls. My Girl Friday's dang it. With Carl allowing another dress code recall next Friday I can only imagine what I'll get started. Question is how much racier can I dress without being naked? Carl gave us the okay to dress skimpier still, but surely he has to draw the line on too much skin, right? Although he sure didn't say much about my sheer outfit here. He must really have pull with the school Superintendent. Maybe the board just doesn't care as long as there's no scandal. Like I'm not used to scandal's." She rolls her eyes thinking of her ex-husband Davon Liberty. "Not now I'm in a good mood." Later Davon!
Shrugging her former mate off she sighs and scans the gradually building flock in the pasture. Having seen her coming outside by so many word was obviously out that she might be planning something fun. Of course she was, but for her friends not the entire damned school. Huffing her cheeks she remained vigil enjoying the shade, yet telling herself she needed to work on her tan. "Hmmm? Maybe I should sunbathe out here sometime and see what chaos that might bring." She giggles to herself, "Lotion me up boys." She knew the UV protection would be useless. Cum just wasn't a good sealant.
"Hey! There's LeAnne heading into the school." She decides to hop up and whistle at the top of her exceptionally endowed lungs. The shrill sound echoed until every eye outside traced it to its source. "Fuck Me! I didn't think that out to well did I?" Boys thought that she was reeling them in leaving her no choice but to waves her arms vividly and call out, "LEANNE! OVER HERE!" That slowed the herd from advancing until her devilish chest flopped out in her hopping up and down. "DAMMIT GIRLS!" Girl Friday's indeed.
Palming them at first it appeared as if she were crushing them together and jostling them about. Turning her back to them she worked on putting them away, sadly in her sweat glossed body her skirt was riding halfway up her bare ass. Whistles from every angle made her realize her situation. "I give up! Look away you horny bastards." Once her breasts were back in place she tugged her skirt down before turning around. Once concealed better if not totally she leered back to find the adorable LeAnne stepping up to her.
"Clothing malfunction?" LeAnne giggled. "That's...some dress, and no I didn't say sun dress."
"I wasn't planning on doing calisthenics today."
"You got my attention. Mimi text me about lunch but I wasn't sure if I was meeting her inside or out."
"You have a badge?"
"I do actually. Carl made me one knowing I was harmless."
"That Carl is something. Have a seat with me, the girls should be showing up any moment. I'll try to keep my veil in check."
"Wow! I never thought of that. Your dress does have a wedding gown feel to it, except you're only wearing the veil." LeAnne flares her eyes.
"I DO! I DO! Carry me across the threshold."
"Funny!" She looks behind her nervously, "Aren't you at all worried about what...they witness?"
"Again I say...I DO! I DO! But, I find myself unable to listen to my little shoulder angel. The devil keeps jabbing his pitchfork up my ass."
"Don't think I'm knocking your actions, we all like...showing off...me in smaller doses I guess." The alluring brunette used her fingers to express her short increments. Today LeAnne wasn't wearing an apron, this was a first for Piper seeing her in street clothes outside of the Tennessee Titans wet t-shirt fiasco. Wearing tight jean shorts bordering her cheeks but not exposing them and a yellow t-shirt that rode high on her tummy showed off her belly button and it's dangling trinket. Her hair up in a ponytail was adorable as well, dark shades on top.
