“Let’s show our panties.”

“Well,” says Trish standing up suddenly. John has shown us his undies, so it’s only fair we do the same. With that, Trish lifts up the front of her skirt, showing her smooth legs and plain white panties, gripping her pussy. A quick nod to Phoebe, and she follows suit. The three of you turn and look expectantly at Miss Stoller.

Stoller looks away. “I’m not… I don’t have any panties on right now, okay? Satisfied?”

Trish clicks her tongue chidingly. “Well, since you aren’t wearing undies, that’ll make it easier to start with you. You see,” she says address you and Phoebe, “While John is your boyfriend, I’m kind of Miss Stoller’s boyfriend. Now, as for you, Millicent. Please stand up and lean forward over this table, like a good girl.”

Stoller looks at you and Phoebe for only a moment before standing up and complying. Trish takes her time unwrapping and strapping on her dildo-harness. Finally, she flips up Stoller’s skirt, positions herself and thrusts in.

Stoller cries out, in mild surprise, not pain. As Trish rocks forward and back, Stoller adjusts herself for ease of penetration and starts rocking herself to meet Trish’s thrusts. Suddenly, Trish stops. Stoller looks puzzled as Trish leads her to the couch and sits her down. Sitting next to her, Trish reaches over, unbuttons her blouse (no bra underneath), and starts playing with Stoller’s breasts.

“John, would you mind taking Phoebe over to the table so that Stoller can get an idea what the two of us look like to other people?”

“Certainly- I mean, not at all,” you answer, leading Phoebe by the hand. She seems to accept a subordinate role as you lift up her skirt and pull down (too tight to just slip off) her panties. Bending her forward, you undo your pants.

You hear Trish say, “Now Millicent, you’re going to watch what happens carefully, understand? Don’t look away no matter what; got that?”

You don’t hear an answer as you push down your trousers and boxers and slowly enter Phoebe. You already came a short time ago, but you’ve had time to recover and the idea of having sex in front of the head of the school is too exciting to pass up.

As you fuck her, you try to position yourselves so that Stoller and Trish can clearly see your member sliding in and out of Phoebe’s slick wet pussy. Phoebe comes three times before you finally reach climax, pumping into her with several spurts as you wind down. You take Phoebe’s panties, and pull them up for her, trapping your come inside of them. Giving her damp panties a light squeeze, you let her up and lead her to the couch.

Trish doesn’t even have to order Stoller this time as she leads her to the table, bends her over, and gives her a good fucking.

As the four of you are basking in the afterglow, Stoller suddenly cries out, “Oh my God, what did I just do!?” and starts to get up. Trish takes her arm and easily brings her back down to the couch. “Don’t worry about it, Millicent. So… same time tomorrow?”

“…Yes.”