Virginia

A package arrives at your office with a handwritten note:

"Please dress in the enclosed outfit and meet me on the theatre stage after school. Be sure to ONLY wear the clothing provided. XOXO Virginia"

You open the package and find a simple billowy shirt made of muslin, what appears to be a woolen kilt, a belt, high socks and a pair of black shoes. Notably there appear to be no undergarments. You shrug and dress before heading down.

Stepping onto the stage you notice that it is set to portray a medieval bar from the school's production of Henry IV Part 1. You sit on one of the benches and look around, seeing nothing out in the audience.

Virginia enters from a doorway behind you and speaks in an Irish brogue, "Heavens me, a customer. Saints be praised."

You look at her in a plaid skirt, white (off the shoulder) blouse and structured plaid corset. Her meager chest pressed into a display of milky-white cleavage. Her fiery red hair pinned back into a loose, period appropriate style. You manage, "Erm... I-"

"Not much for words, are we?" She smiles, "Can I get you something hot and wet?"

"That would be... fine," you manage.

She smiles again and walks out. Your cocky itches beneath the kilt and you think about adjusting it when she returns with a plate of food and a mug of frothy beer. She lays them down in front of you, "That should serve." Standing with her leg on the bench she pulls your hand under her skirt to feel her wet cunt, "Unless that wasn't the hot and wet you had in mind?"

She coyly pulls away and walks over to another table and wipes it with a wet cloth. You find your confidence one more and rise, walking up behind her. Her rear is poised perfectly for your approach. You pull up the fabric of the skirt revealing her naked ass, legs and quim. "I think I know how to place my own order."

With an eager sigh, you **** yourself between her moist lips and bury your cock inside of her perfect pussy. She is wet and eager, gripping the table for purchase as you thrust into her from behind. "You gonna put a bastard in my belly?"

"At least one," you say as you thrust into her and send her screaming into orgasm. Your own cock bursting with semen inside her, filling her womb. As you pull out there are cheers from the audience as the other girls from the class had come in to watch the show.