*Author's note: This will be the last The Next Senior Streak for a while. I still have more to write obviously, given how it ends, but I am working on other projects. There will be more for this story, but my other stories will take the lion share of my focus. Thanks for all the support and I hope you enjoy my work!*
Jeff was riding with Stacy to her coach Ms. Braun's apartment. She had asked him earlier in the week to come to her apartment and be a waiter for her and her friends for a little party. She had asked shortly after Jeff had joined the entire volleyball team and Braun herself in the showers. The memory of the event still fresh in Jeff's mind he felt himself growing aroused from the recollection.
"Now Jeff, I shouldn't have to tell you this but no cumming while you're there. Your spunk is just for me and Emily." Stacy said as she drove.
"Of course Stacy, but do you think that would even be a problem?" he asked her.
"Knowing Ms. Braun, it could be..." She trailed off. They arrived at her apartment complex and it was a tasteful modern place. "Okay stay out of trouble!" Stacy said with her trademark enthusiasm.
"I'll do my best!" Jeff said awkwardly rubbing the back of his head. They kissed each other and Jeff left the car and walked up to the apartment in question. He knocked and stood there nervously, he heard footsteps behind the door. Ms. Braun opened the door then and Jeff's eyes bulged as he looked at Ms. Braun. She looked as good as he ever saw her, she wore tasteful minimalist make up and her straight shoulder-length raven black hair was styled to frame her face. She wore a loose fit sleeveless white top that showed off her toned arms and generous cleavage of her d-cup breasts, she wore a short black leather skirt stretched over her ample athletic ass and fishnet stockings showing off her toned legs.
"Come in Jeff! And you can pick that jaw up off the floor." She said shooting him a wink with a sly smirk across her face. He flushed as he entered the apartment. He looked around and saw that the inside of her apartment was equally as tasteful as the exterior. "So Jeff, remember I mentioned a uniform for tonight?"
"Yeah I can go change now if you'd like. Where is it?" He asked.
"Right here!" She said as she held up a bowtie collar while smiling.
"Do I just put it on my neck and that's it?" He asked a little confused as it seemed strange to wear a bowtie with jeans and a t-shirt.
"I think you're not understanding me Jeff. This is your
entire
uniform." She said as her smile turned to a devious one. Jeff gulped as he realized what she was saying.
She wants me to serve them naked. Of course.
He should've known she would want him to be naked for this, but he, for whatever reason, assumed that wasn't the case. He started getting nervous as he didn't know who was going to be there and while he had been naked in front of people he didn't know he was able to remain anonymous. This up close and personal nudity was something else, only the volleyball team, Emily, Lacy, Jennifer, and Maria had experienced him in such a state. He knew he could back out now so he took the collar.
"So where is your bathroom for me to change?" He asked.
"Oh Jeff don't be silly...I have to make sure the uniform fits so you better change into it....
right. Here.
" She said as she sat down on her black leather couch, crossing her legs leaning back with her devious smile never shifting. Jeff had to admit her haughty superiority and her outfit made her look really hot.
Jeff took a deep breath and started removing his shirt, her lips parted as he did. He started feeling hot as her eyes raked over his bare torso. Even though she had seen him naked before they were only alone once and at the time she was furious. This atmosphere was completely different. Not wanting to hesitate he kicked of his shoes and took off his socks almost stumbling as he did so. She giggled a bit at his almost clumsy display. He then undid the button in his jeans, she bit her lip. Jeff could feel his blood really starting to pump from the attention. He dropped his pants and he could see his dick was already semi-hard in his boxer briefs. He set his jeans aside and turned to Braun before he removed his underwear he put on the scant uniform she provided around his neck. With nothing left to slow him down it was time. He hooked his thumbs in his waistband and pulled down his underwear in one swift motion stepping out of them. As soon as the cool air hit his naked form he became fully erect. Braun eyed his dick hungrily as it came into view.
He turned around to pick up his clothes and Ms. Braun slapped his ass hard, harder than she ever had before causing him to jump. He turned and her face was plastered with a familiar Cheshire grin. Jeff gulped as he realized he was in for quite a night given how it was starting out.
"So, Jeff let me break down how tonight will go. I have three friends and my mother coming by tonight. You will do everything they ask of you or else that little playful slap will pale in comparison to what I'll put you through." She said seriously, Jeff started getting very nervous. He didn't want her to unleash her fury on him, he already knew how fiery she could be. He was also very vulnerable in his nude state. "Do you understand?"
"Yes, I think so..." He agreed.
"Good! Now in the kitchen there is a tray with a series of champagne glasses. I want you to fill them up with the bottle by them and then bring the tray out and wait by the door. As they enter you will hand them one and inform them you are the waiter for the night." Jeff nodded. "You are not to touch any of the women without permission, but they may touch you however they wish. Are you still following?"
"Yes."
"Good! Now get to it, as the night goes on I will tell you do things and you better get them done promptly...or else." A wicked grin spread across her face at the last two words. Jeff took a deep breath to soothe his nerves and he dismissed himself to the kitchen, but not before Braun slapped his other cheek as he left.
Jeff quickly filled up the glasses with the champagne and picked up the tray carefully. He carefully picked up the tray and walked to the door, his steps so careful that his erection barely bobbed as he walked. Ms. Braun remained on the couch staring at Jeff the whole time with her haughty smile never leaving her face, clearly satisfied with the situation.
