Chapter 03: Wendy comes to Dinner
The next Tuesday, Lois planned a Chinese banquet. Mu Shu Pork, Kung Pow shrimp, and Mongolian beef with fried rice. The amazing part was that Lois and I would even make the thin pancakes for Mu Shu pork.
Lois has said earlier in the week that Wendy was coming to dinner, along with Emma's regular appearance when her husband was at a special class. Wendy was a new graduate student, recently arrived in the Department. She had blond hair and a fabulous figure. She was also a prize winning graduate from Princeton and very articulate. Actually I was very attracted to her, if not for Lois I would have been trying to invite her out.
I assumed that since Wendy was invited to dinner, the group of ladies would conveniently forget my promise to be naked for the entire evening. I had promised, in exchange for the chance to shave Emma's privates, to be naked this evening. Surely, this promise did not apply if outsiders were present? It would clearly embarrass everybody in the group if our naked cavorting were known in this conservative city and quite straight-lace university department.
I was working with Lois on preparation when Wendy arrived. Emma had already been there for about 20 minutes. The preparations were complete, and so Lois and I carried some wine and cheese into the living room to relax before the marathon of cooking.
I greeted Wendy with shy smile and offered her some wine or beer. She took the beer.
After admiring the apartment and the usual small talk, Wendy said: "Peter, I hear that last week you had some fun with these ladies?"
I was shocked, I had thought our gatherings were private. Who had told her? How much had they told her? Did Lois, my girl friend, tell Wendy about my humiliation? Or was it Margaret, who reveled in putting down men?
"Oh, what did you hear?" I responded cautiously.
"Just that some shaving went on....." she said with a leer.
Margaret piped in, "Yes, we had some good clean fun getting rid of unneeded body hair. Males are much too hairy."
Lois, supposedly my loyal girlfriend also got her wisecrack in, "Peter submitted to learning what women already know about the itchy part of shaving pubic hair."
"Wow!" said Wendy, how much hair did you shave?"
"Take a look", came Emma's instant reply. Again it must have been a put up job.
"Peter, you promised me that you would be naked tonight. Lois, why don't you show Wendy what we did to Peter?"
Lois, suddenly out of seat before I could think about a good comeback or an escape, knelt at my side and pulled down my pants. Wow! I was being pantsed by my own girlfriend in front of four fully clothed women. Three of them had already seen everything I had to offer, but Wendy was new to the group. I had future hopes for Wendy and did not want to be ridiculed. Was Lois trying to ruin a competitive relationship before it even started?
My naked crotch was exposed to Wendy. She just stared. Probably very surprised at this blatant step -- unless it had been pre-arranged? How often do you go to dinner with colleagues and have one stripped from the waist down even before you get past the first drink?
"He has no hair, he looks so young." She was being kind.
"Look how smooth he is, just a little stubble. Peter, does it itch yet?"
She then turned me around, not waiting for the answer. "See, we even got the little hairs in his crack."
Emma then walked over to complete the stripping. She wanted to make sure that I paid every ounce of the pound of flesh (or naked skin) I had promised last week. Emma unbuttoned my shirt while my pants hung around my ankles. While I stood, still stunned, she pulled my legs out of my slacks and underwear and then took off my shoes and socks.
Wendy was even more surprised -- perhaps she was not forewarned -- by this full stripping by Emma -- wife of another graduate student colleague in the Department.
She turned to Lois, "Lois, thank you for this treat, I did not expect such entertainment tonight."
"Peter will be naked to entertain us for the entire evening. Perhaps we will come up with more things he can do. He is supposed to serve us, to satisfy one of Margaret's fantasies." She responded.
"Yes, I think that is only fitting that a naked man serve us, given the number of times we see the concept of females at the beck-and-call of men", continued Margaret.
"Peter, you are such a handsome man, I am pleased to see you in all your glory."
I was devastated by Wendy's comment and being exposed to her, a young, sweet, graduate student. I had hoped to maintain a superior, more senior graduate student role, and perhaps win her favors. Now I was ridiculed.
"Please get us some wine and cheese, Peter", cut in Margaret.
So, I went to the kitchen, put on an apron, and collected the tray that Lois and I had already set out. I selected a good bottle of cabernet and grabbed the corkscrew.
I was hesitant to be set up to fulfill Margaret's fantasy, I had to admit that her's was the flip side of many male fantasies. I walked back into the living room, to claps and catcalls from the assembled ladies.
Emma, anxious to get her full skin exposure, and further ridicule me, told me that when I was not actually serving, I should stand right in the middle of carpet with the apron and my hands on my head.
So, I served the multi course meal. Going backwards and forwards to the kitchen. Lois, doing most of the cooking, would take the opportunity to fondle me in the kitchen, which the effect of increasing my exposure to the other women.
I could not really figure out Lois's attitude. She was somewhat proud to have me as a boy friend. We had a reasonable sex life. She was basically quite conservative. Yet, she had this streak, where it pleased her to see me naked in front of her friends. She was turned on, by seeing me publicly humiliated. She was perhaps, also turned on by the overall sexually charged atmosphere created by naked bodies. So far, she had not offered her body to be exposed to the group.
Nice, sweet, innocent Wendy was also a surprise.
"Peter, please jump on the spot."
"Peter, turn around and bend over."
"Peter, please bring me a clean glass of water -- with lots of ice."
At first the women were cautious when I came close with my naked body. But as the evening went on, and the wine consumption continued, they began to take liberties.
When I served Margaret, she squeezed the end of my cock, the same way she had the previous week. Lois, wanting to keep leadership and prove her feminine credentials, ostentatiously put her hand from behind through my legs to cup my balls, as I walked past with a new course. I was frozen, with all staring at me as I was fondled from behind and my manhood rose.
This gave freedom to Emma, who I had shaved last week, to use both hands to hold my cock and thank me, each time I delivered a course. Wendy was very careful in the beginning, but had quickly got into giving me commands for posing. Now, after Margaret and Lois and led the way, she very delicately stroked my stomach when I came by.
Since I was eating and drinking too, it soon came to a time when I had to go to the bathroom. I tried to quietly exit down the hall.
