As you'd expect

"So," Carol said, once they were inside, "I trust you know your role?"

"Naked waiter is what it said on the email, right?", Rob said, sighing.

"Yes. You must do whatever the guests tell you. Whether that's fetching the drinks, being a plaything, a foot massage. Whatever is asked of you, you will do it like a good boy. The only rule is that you cannot come, until I say so. The ladies have been told the same and they all assured me, they will not push you over the edge. Anything up to the edge however.... that is fair game"

Rob felt a chill of embarrassment and fear. At the same time, his dick twitched with excitement. Carol looked down and smiled.

"Looks like you're starting to enjoy this. Good. It's better when everyone is enjoying themselves"

"I'm certainly not enjoying this!" Rob protested

Carol stepped up towards him and grabbed his shaft. She began to move her hand up and down and pressed her body against his. Leaning into his ear, she whispered, "Your friend down there seems to disagree." The intensity was building and building and Rob was beginning to lose control. Just as he felt like he might be ready to finish, Carol stopped, leaving his dick twitching and throbbing,

Carol stepped back and looked down in wonder. "God, that's perfect. This is how I want you all night."

Ding-dong. The bell rang.

"Waiter! I think you should get that!" Carol said, "Be sure to take their coats and walk them into the living room"

With that, Carol walked into the living room herself leaving Rob facing the door. The door which was the only thing standing between his naked body and a woman. Possibly, it would be a woman he knew, a woman he would have to face nearly every day at work. This was awful.

His dick twitched again. Rob cursed. How could his manhood and his brain think so different at the same time. It seemed ludicrous yet here he was, filled with dread and hornier than he had ever been.

"If she rings the bell again, you're going to have to be punished!", called out Carol from the living room.

Taking a deep breath, Rob walked up to the door. Perhaps, he could've looked through the peephole to see who it was just to brace himself, but he wanted to rip the band-aid off, and he did not want to waste anymore time. The word "punishment" scared him coming from Carol's mouth.

He opened the door to be facing the school nurse, Lucy. NurseLucy, as the email had said. Rob had held out the tiniest bit of hope that some of the email recipients weren't, in fact, from his school. That hope died in that second, when he laid eyes upon Lucy's cute little face.

She was standing there in a white coat, off the shoulder, wearing a black polka dot dress, not too short, not too long. It suited her perfectly, like the girl next door dressed up for a nice dinner.

Lucy gasped and covered her mouth with one hand. Gods, Rob thought, she even looks cute like doing that. She was staring at Rob's rock hard member, and Rob thought he could sense a little lust flash across those adorable eyes. After staring a few seconds too long, she finally glanced up, and gasped once more.

"Mr. Jenkins!", she exclaimed.

Rob couldn't take it anymore. He knew Carol might disapprove, but Carol isn't here. He placed his hands over his crotch, and, with some difficulty due to his state of arousal, covered his cock and balls from the eyes of the innocent Lucy. He noticed Lucy's shocked face transform into a smile. A wicked smile.

She walked towards him and placed a hand on his chest. She tiptoed up so she could whisper in his ear.

"I don't think Carol would like you covering up like this", she said, letting her hand slide down his chest. She then traced her finger down his abs. When it got to the lower part of his abdomen, it made contact with his hands. Lucy pulled away, looking cute and sultry at the same time. She looked him in the eye and he got lost for a moment, but then she pointed down at his crotch with her eyes. He knew what this meant.

He released his hands. Lucy stared, smiling like she had just opened a treasure chest full of gold. "Good," she said, "I'll let your little covering up incident slide". She leaned in and whispered, "but only because I like the reveal".

While leaned in, she grabbed him by his manhood, and began stroking him.

"I never would've guessed Mr. Jenkins would both have this impressive a cock, and that he would be this much of pervert", Lucy said. Rob was wounded, shocked and ashamed. Wounded that she had assumed him to be not well endowed, shocked to hear the innocent Lucy say something so dirty and sexy, and lastly ashamed because he was, in fact, feeling like a pervert at the minute. More aroused than he had ever been in his life, he was ready to give into the sensation when Lucy said something.

"Isn't a good waiter supposed to ask to take my coat?"

Rob opened his eyes wide. "I'm so sorry! May I take your coat"?" She had already let one thing slide and he didn't want a punishment tonight if he could help it.

Lucy smiled at him. "You're lucky I was first to arrive. I'll let this slide too. The others won't be so kind." She let go of his penis, leaving it throbbing and urgent, and she took off her coat and held it. "I would hang it on that lovely fleshy coat hanger you have there", she said gesturing towards his throbbing dick , "but it seems to be having some trouble staying still. Besides, I don't want any wet spots to ruin this" She giggled and began walking. As she walked past him, she tossed the coat, landing on his shoulder.

The sensation of the coat brought Rob's head back to reality. He opened the doors near the front door looking for the closet to hang the coat. As he finally found the right door, he heard uproarious laughter emanating from inside the house.