Window

“Alright it’s just up ahead” Mike informed Whitney as he led the way. While the blonde waddled behind doing her best to keep the sleeveless sweater down over her wet pussy and jiggly ass.

Stopping at a random window in the middle of the hall Mike looked around to be sure no one was around. He then pried it open and said “ok there’s a lower roof just below we’ll land on then jump off to the side of the school, you go first just in case we get caught midway.”

“Oh ok” Whitney said as plainly as she could, shuffling over to the open window. Only to cringe as she realized she’d have to take her hands away to climb through. Probably flashing her lower half to Mike again, and most likely anyone who might walk by as she climbs out ass first.

Seemingly sensing her apprehension Mike comforted “don’t worry about being seen, this spot is very secluded, plus basically impossible to see up close and clear unless they’re far from the school with binoculars ready. And it’s only like an eight foot drop, just don't land on your head and you’ll be fine. Trust me I’ve snuck out this way a lot over the past three years and haven’t been caught once, but you gotta hurry.”

“Ok, ok. Whew here goes nothing” Whitney said to psyche herself up. Lifting one foot over and through the window, straddling the sill with her bare pussy. The warm metal startled her already tense nerves, causing her to gasp and moan.

“Y-you uh ok?” Mike had to ask.

“Yeah yeah just…” she didn’t finish and just continued. Turning her body to slip the other leg out, her torso and arms keeping her up. Slowly she started to lower herself down. Not noticing that the sweater had got caught and rose up as she did so. Exposing more and more of her untanned rear to the outside air.

“Hey Mike!?” the two suddenly heard a feminine voice call out, startling them both. Causing Mike to jump and Whitney to let go of the window sill in panic. Slipping right out of the sleeveless garment she fell the eight feet onto the lower roof. Yet again left in nothing but socks and shoes.

Meanwhile just above Allison smiled to herself and she made her way to Mike. “Whatcha doing bud?” she asked as if she hadn’t been watching the whole thing, waiting for the perfect opportunity to separate the two.

“Oh hey Al I uh wasn’t feeling well and was getting some fresh air… or a place to hurl” Mike answered using the prepared excuse he’d saved for years now in case he’d been caught at the first step.

“Oh shit sorry to hear that. In fact I got just the thing in my locker for that if you wanna come and grab it with me” Allison said with a smile.

“Uhhh sure” Mike accepted almost instantly. “Wait huh? Why’d I accept! I gotta help Whitney” he thought, confused by his own acceptance.

“Damn, seems the minor charm spell fizzled too quickly” Allison thought seeing Mike’s mind recover.

“Uh wait actually I-” Mike tried to take it back.

“Hmm hold on shhh. Is someone down there?” Allison asked as she started making her way to the window.

“Oh it’s just a cleaner I think” Mike answered while subtly getting in her way.

“That sounds like a girl moaning?” Allison asked with a confused expression.

“Ahem lets just get going hrrg… I feel like I spew any moment now” Mike fake wretched trying to switch the topic and keep Allison from finding Whitney.

“Ok then… Oh don’t forget your sweater," Allison “kindly” reminded pointing towards the dangling fabric. Mike looked over hiding his surprise and realization, before grabbing it with a wry smile.

“Thanks”

“No, prob. You wanna lean on me to keep the nausea down” she asked while grabbing his arm before he answered and started basically dragging him away.

Meanwhile, on the roof below Whitney whined seeing her only cover disappear before her eyes. The dread of being alone and effectively butt naked again hitting like a truck.

“Now what?” She questioned herself having lost her only help.