Lunch break

When you enter the cafeteria, you finally see your friends again. As you walk to your usual table, you see Katie is sitting on Lyle's lap, naked and completely uninhibited in the middle of the room. His hands rest casually on her breasts as they talk and eat, his fingers absently playing with her nipples.

The sight makes your stomach turn.

Across the table are Stephanie and Sam, both cheerleaders and friends of Katie, as well as with Sam's boyfriend, Ryan.

Stephanie talks enthusiastically about cheerleading formations, gesturing wildly with a fork in her hand, completely oblivious to the way Lyle's gaze keeps drifting toward her naked body.

Beside her, Sam sits on her boyfriend's lap, his hands slowly wandering over her naked body. Ryan, a tall, slim guy from the basketball team, is usually the epitome of politeness. Watching him grope his girlfriend in public still feels a little weird. But honestly, what isn't weird at this point?

When you approach the table, Katie is still angry with you, so the first thing you do is apologize.

"Hi, Katie, I'm sorry for my outburst earlier," you say quickly. "I didn't mean to cause you any trouble."

As you apologize, Katie shifts slightly on Lyle's lap and straightens up, clearly expecting you to touch her. You reach out and squeeze her breasts firmly, not wanting to upset her even more. They feel warm, soft, and wonderful in your hands.

Katie's expression softens slightly. "I still don't know what the problem was," she says, her voice still carrying a hint of annoyance. "We were just talking about homework. But because of your outburst, Mrs. Moore had to calm down the entire class, and I ended up having to suck Lyle's cock. So thank you very much for that."

"Yeah, man. That was not cool," Lyle says, as if he hadn’t enjoyed it.

"I saw the start of it through the window," you say, sitting down next to them. "I just... I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me."

Finally, Katie seems to be calming down. She studies you for a moment, then rises from Lyle's lap and sits on yours instead, giving you a small kiss on the cheek. Having her sit naked on your lap makes you tense, and you feel your cock start to harden against her.

Katie doesn't seem to notice. Instead, she asks, "Okay, enough of that. How was it with Principal Myers?"

"Well, they called my mom," you explain. "She came over and went with me to Myers' office."

Lyle perks up. "Damn! So, what happened next? What's your punishment? Detention for a week?" Lyle asks. "I mean, you were sent to the principal's office. So you must have been punished after all."

You hesitate. "Uh... nothing, actually... But my mom sucked his cock."

"What?" Katie asks, looking genuinely confused. "That's all?"

"Isn't that enough?"

"What do you mean?" Lyle asks.

"I think seeing my mom blow the principal is a rather hard punishment," you try to explain.

Now, they're all looking at you, confused.

"You're so strange lately, Nate," Katie says. "It's just a sign of respect. Every woman does it."

"Every woman...?" you ask. "So... have you ever?"

"Of course," she replies, as if it's the most normal thing in the world. She takes a bite of her pasta. "Don't forget that Myers is also the coach of the cheerleading team. So at the beginning of each training session, we all gather in the locker room and suck him off."

Stephanie and Sam nod in agreement. "It's also great for team building," Sam adds, smiling.

You know at this point you shouldn't be shocked anymore, but you are. This is completely insane.

You decide not to say anything and just eat your meal, thinking about all the changes.

If someone is responsible for all this, could it be Myers?

You think so. When you remember correctly, at the start of the week, he was just the physical education teacher. Now, somehow, he's the principal. It's possible.

Maybe you can find out something about him online this afternoon.

Soon, the bell rings, signaling the end of the lunch break.

As you move to your class, you notice Katie getting groped multiple times by random boys in the hallway. Apart from her annoyed expression, though, she doesn't do anything about it. She just walks past them, tolerating the unwanted touches.

Before you and your friends enter the chemistry classroom, Katie turns to you. "Do you want to hang out with Lyle and me this afternoon?"

"I'd love to, but I'm grounded for the rest of the week."

"Damn," Katie says, looking genuinely disappointed. "That sucks." She moves to her seat, casting one last sympathetic glance your way before the bell rings and class starts.