Jenn strips herself

“No!” Jenn gasped. “That won’t be necessary.”

It was one thing to have her bare pussy exposed to her former high school victim. But it was an entirely other situation to be bottomless in front of Dr. Tomkins and the male friend of her teenage daughter.

“Fantastic.” Dr. Tomkins smiled. “Would you prefer if I assist you then?”

Dr. Tomkins was basically begging Jenn to let him strip her. His desire flickered off his tongue like he was drooling.

“No!” Jenn stopped. “I can do it.”

She faced away from Dr. Tomkins, as though that gave her any sense of false modesty whatsoever. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and took a deep breath. Memories of her yanking Franklin’s gym shorts and boxers to the ground raced in her mind. The reactions from her female classmates as his small cock was shown to all, the laughing and pointing. Franklin’s face flush red as he did whatever he could to hide his shame, but it was futile. The entire class had seen him naked from the waist down. And now like karma, Jenn was to face a similar fate, exposing her most private parts to Franklin almost two decades later.

Jenn lowered her panties to the ground before stepping out of them. Before she had a moment to react, Dr. Tomkins reached down and snatched them off the floor.

“I’ll make sure we keep these safe!” Dr. Tomkins taunted.

Jenn cupped her bare pussy with her hands, her back still turned to Dr. Tomkins. Her round and shapely ass fully on display for his gaze to devour.

“Beautiful.” Dr. Tomkins whispered. His hands cupped each cheek, feeling their firmness and form. Jenn closed her eyes as she was felt his embrace. She bit her lip as she questioned, why was she allowing this?

“No irregularities as far as I can see.” Dr. Tomkins stated. It was almost a relief to Jenn that there wasn’t anything else to be concerned about medically. The humiliation was concern enough.

But Dr. Tomkins wasn’t done yet.