Blackwell Academy, and Max joins her

Chloe's truck pulled into a parking space, managing to find a spot. She glanced out her window, almost incredulously; there were still a lot of people milling around, teachers and students alike. She bit her lip, eyeing the crowd.

Meanwhile Max just flushed thinking about what Chloe was about to do. Was she serious?!

Did having a way to avoid the consequences really make her look forward to... that?

Max's eyes widened as Chloe casually pulled her top off, undoing her bra not long after. Despite the ease with which she did it, she still crossed her arms over her chest while she waited, cheeks a little coloured.

That didn't seem to detract from the thrill she was clearly feeling, though.

"So, what do you think?" Chloe said. "Should I just hang out on the bench until someone comes to yell? Go paddling in the fountain? Ooh! Or ty to raise hell inside, you can count how many people come to chase me out."

Chloe's eyes lit up.

"You've thought about this too much," Max said, amused and slightly disbelieving.

"Just figuring out things I'd rather have been expelled for," Chloe said. She turned to grin; "You should come with me."

"Chloe!"

"What?" Chloe said. "No consequences for you either, and you actually get to remember how fun it was. Plus it means I could run out of view of the street rather than hang around."

Max blushed-

And then squeaked, expression changing suddenly to one much more self-conscious. Recognising the shift that meant Max had just rewound, Chloe shifted in her seat, facing Max fully. She didn't bother to put her top back on.

"How was it?" Chloe said. "Did I convince you?"

Max faltered. "I... I can't believe you made me do that," she said, voice small.

"Hell yeah I did! Up top," Chloe said, moving one hand from her chest for a high five.

Still red-faced, Max obliged, if not particularly hard. Chloe glanced at her hand, and shrugged.

"We'll work on that," Chloe said. "So? How was it?"

Max swallowed. She had her arms crossed over her chest as though she was still naked, slightly dizzy.

"It... I thought I'd see why you kept doing it," Max said. "I started... undressing while you took your jeans off. I was going to just stay in my underwear but, um, you said it was only fair that you got to see all of me, even if it was going to be rewound. And, oh god, I took that off too.

"We were both n-naked for so long. You said, if we were going together, then we should try to get as far as my room; you made me promise not to rewind until we made it. And then you ran out of the truck; you opened my door so I couldn't stay in, and..." Max squeaked. "They could see everything. I- I wasn't covering much when I was still inside, and I could feel the wind on all of my skin, and people were staring, and..."

She squeaked, cheeks burning. Chloe's grin widened.

"Did you peek?" Chloe said.

"Wh-what?"

"At me," Chloe said. "Did you take a look?"

Max hesitated, cheeks somehow getting redder.

"You did!" Chloe crowed. "Good to know you have it in you, Super Max."

"It was hard not to!" Max said. "You were right there, and you were... You pulled me out of the truck, right out into the open. I barely had time to use my arms to cover myself; I tried to stay by the truck, use it as cover, I didn't have anything to hide my ass, but you insisted we run, and... You were right in front of me, there was no way to look at you without seeing your..."

Chloe flushed slightly, though her grin didn't fade.

There was something undeniably embarrassing about someone having seen her naked when she had no way to remember it. Anything could have happened; somehow though, that just made her all the more eager to listen.

"How did it go?" Chloe said, breathless.

"I- everyone was staring," Max said, a little nervous. "I tried running as fast as I could, but you still had to slow down for me to keep up, and- You weren't even trying to cover. There were so many people. So many people saw us together, l-like that. And Blackwell's famous for it's photography, so not everyone was just looking.

"I don't know how you kept grinning. You were bright red, probably not as much as me but you were, and you kept smiling, like it was some kind of rush rather than that humiliating, and... I tried to hide but you grabbed one of my arms and pulled me on and-" Max squeaked. "I think everyone saw my pussy. Oh god. I can't believe I said that, I can't believe we did that, but...

"They'd been seeing yours for so much longer, but I could almost feel them staring. And Kate was there, she- she was just walking back to her room, and she's a friend, but... she looked so scandalised to see me, to see us, like that. You waved. Oh god, I don't know if I can look her in the eye."

Max swallowed, squirming. Chloe meanwhile pressed her legs together, still beaming.

"Hey, not like she'd remember," Chloe said.

"I would!" Max said, flushing.

"Consider it a naughty little secret," Chloe said. "The best kind. And shit, one of your friends saw us? Shit Max, that's hot. Anyone else you knew?"

Max fidgeted.

"It wasn't until we got to the open area just outside the dorms," Max said. "You'd let go of my hand so I could try to hide again, but- I wasn't. I could run faster if I used my arms for that, and I just wanted to get to cover, and... they could see everything. From both of us. But," Max swallowed. "The door inside was blocked. Victoria was sitting on the step with her cronies, and...

"She saw us. Oh god, Victoria saw us naked, and- I wish you could remember her face. It was nice to not see that smirk on her face for a second, but after... She made her flunkies block the door with her. She wouldn't let us get in, and she kept looking, and- We tried to get past, but we were trapped outside, no matter what we did. And we were still- If we were facing the door to try and get through everyone else could see... behind us, but if we turned then they could see... everything else. Oh god Chloe."

Red-faced, Max turned to see her friend; Chloe's almost hungry listening was a counterpoint to Max's own shame-faced expression. Max stared incredulously.

Seriously, she'd just heard about how Blackwell's resident bitch had seen them both naked and kept them outside, and she was still turned on by it?!

"Fuck, that must have been..." Chloe's voice trailed off. She pressed her legs together again. "Kinda jealous of you right now."

Max squeaked.

"Was that it?" Chloe said. "If we couldn't go any further, I guess..."

"Kinda," Max said. She flushed. "You called it a mission failure, and told me to rewind back. I, um- I pretended I couldn't."

"What?" Chloe said.

"You were handling it so well, while I was so.... I just wanted to see," Max said defensively. "It was just for a bit, maybe half a minute, I pretended all that had really happened, that I couldn't undo it, and... you did panic a bit, but then you just laughed. You almost cheered; I can't believe you did that. Then I went back, just to... oh god, I can't believe you made me do that."

Max's face stayed hot; Chloe meanwhile stayed grinning. She glanced over her shoulder at Blackwell's main square, half-imagining how it must have felt. Slowly she lowered her arms, no longer bothering to hide her tits.

She turned back to her flustered friend, smirking.

"So, how was it?" Chloe said. "All bad, or did you secretly enjoy it? Enough to try again?"

Max stared at her, eyes wide. Was she serious?