The Quiet Classmate's spot

Michael couldn't believe how poorly his hike had gone. He had gotten lost before on hikes, but never this badly. He couldn't find where the trail was, or where he left his bike, or where the guide markers were. He was still stuck at the same stupid path by the same stupid lake, left with nothing but his backpack, hiking shorts, t-shirt, and boots.

"Well, well, well," he heard from behind him. "Fancy seeing you here."

He turned around in shock and fell over at the same. A tall Asian woman was standing there, completely naked without a hint of shame. He recognized her as the quiet nerd from his class. She always hid behind her glasses and books and never spoke unless spoken to. Now, she was standing proudly nude in front of him like some kind of supermodel.

"C-Crystal?!" He shouted. "What the...why are you...?!"

"You found my spot, huh?" She asked.

"Your...your what?"

"My spot," she repeated. "I like to come here to get away from all the shit in the city. Have a walk, take a dip, that sort of thing."

Michael didn't know what to say. He did the same thing, but on the public trail and in his clothes. The woman standing before him was nothing like the quiet girl he knew in math class.

"So, to be clear, you weren't trying to spy on me?" She asked.

"N-No! I swear!" He said. "I just got lost, okay? I'm not that type of guy!"

Crystal studied him for a second. "You sure? You've been staring at me pretty hard."

Michael averted his eyes. "Sorry! I just...I've never seen you naked before!"

"Hence why I come here," Crystal said. She took a step forward before laughing. "Relax, I'm kidding. I believe you, Michael."

"Oh...good," he said. "I-I'll find a way back and leave you alone."

Crystal suddenly stood in front of him. "Oh no, you don't. You intrude on my spot and see me naked? You don't get to just walk away."

Michael gulped. This wasn't a good sign. "What do you want me to do."

"Take off your clothes."

His brain short-circuited. "What did you just say?"

Crystal suddenly swiped her hands down his arms, bringing his backpack off his shoulders. "Take."

In a flash, she pulled his shirt up and off his head. "Off."

She got to her knees and unbuttoned his shorts. "Your clothes."

Michael held onto his shorts tightly. "Wait, wait! I don't think you really want to see me naked!"

In truth, he didn't want her to see him naked, or at least the raging erection she had given him. Crystal gave him a bored look before hooking her fingers into his underwear and pulling his bottoms off, letting his cock spring free.

"Jesus, Michael," she said with a smile. "You'll poke my eye out with that."

Michael stood speechless as she worked to take his shorts and underwear off his feet. He tried to look elsewhere and think about something else, but his eyes and mind were glued to the nude beauty kneeling before him. She finally yanked his socks and boots away and lifted his feet out of his pant legs before standing up to admire her work.

"There," she said. "Doesn't that feel better?"