She complies.

{if Sluttery > 75}Nat grins. Finally, something I'm good at! "Sure thing," she says with a wink. "Just give me a second..."{elseif Sluttery > 50}Nat bites her lip. Mmmm...yeah, fuck it. "Ok," she says coyly. "I mean, I don't want you to get indigestion..."{else}Fuck...I don't want to be rude... Nat swallows. "Uh...y-yeah. Sure."{endif}

She reaches up{if Sluttery>75}, grinning, {elseif Sluttery < 50} with shaking hands {endif}and {if Prude_Clothes=true}untucks her blouse, pulling it over her head. There are whistles and grins from the boys as she does, and Natalie {if Sluttery>75}smirks as she feels her cunt getting hot and wet{else}blushes slightly{endif}. {if Sluttery < 50}Taking a steadying breath, s{else}S{endif}he reaches behind her back to unclasp her bra and slides it off, placing it on the bench next to her. There are more whistles and comments.

"Damn, girl. You got some nice knockers under there," Biff says with a grin. Nat {if Sluttery > 75}grins{else}blushes{endif}{if Sluttery > 50}, feeling a trickle of dampness onto her thighs as the boys' eyes rove over her naked chest{endif}.

"{if Sluttery < 60}Th-{endif}Thanks," she says.

"Told ya," Chuck tells Biff. "Do I know how to pick 'em, or what?"

"Sure do!"{elseif Normal_Clothes=True}begins to unbutton her shirt. There are whistles and a couple of murmurs of "Aw yeah" from the boys as she works her way down the buttons. Nat {if Sluttery>75}grins{else}blushes{endif} as more and more of her skin is exposed. She slides the shirt off and, reaching behind her back{if Sluttery<50} too fast to give herself time to think about it{endif}, unclasps her bra, sliding it off to place it on the bench next to her. The boys are grinning as they watch her eagerly.

"Hell yeah. Those perfect girls need to breathe," Biff says with a grin. Nat {if Sluttery > 75}grins{else}blushes{endif}{if Sluttery > 50}, feeling a trickle of dampness onto her thighs as the boys' eyes rove over her naked chest{endif}.

"{if Sluttery < 60}Th-{endif}Thanks," she says.

"Damn straight," Chuck says. "My dad's always saying: a woman's tits are her most valuable feature, make sure they get plenty of stage time!"

"I dunno," Biff chuckles. "I can think of a few other nice features..."{elseif Slut_Clothes=true}only slightly awkwardly manages to pull her arms out of the straps of her dress, letting the straps fall to her sides as she maneuvers them out of the way. {if Sluttery<70}Taking a deep breath, s{else}S{endif}he grasps the neckline of the dress and shimmies it down over her breasts. There are wolf whistles and comments of "Nice" and "Hell yeah" as she bares her tits, {if Sluttery>75}grinning{else}blushing{endif}, for the boys.

"Fuck yeah," Biff says through a mouthful of spaghetti. "Gorgeous tits. You could just tell - I mean, you were showin' em off real nice. That dress made me wanna slide my cock right between 'em." Nat {if Sluttery > 75}grins{else}blushes{endif}{if Sluttery > 50}, feeling a trickle of dampness onto her thighs as the boys' eyes rove over her naked chest{endif}.

"{if Sluttery < 60}Th-{endif}Thanks," she says. {if Sluttery>85}"Maybe if you play your cards right, huh?" She winks at him.{endif}

"Yeah, when I saw you in that little dress, tits practically hanging out already, I figured you'd be down to help us out," Chuck says with a sneer. "I've got a nose for this sorta thing."

"A nose for compliant cunt," Faizal says with a laugh.{endif}

Chuck reaches over and pinches Natalie's nipple - not hard enough to hurt, but enough to make her gasp. "Yeah, very nice. Get in here, slut, I wanna play with these."

"{if Sluttery > 80}Yes, sir...{else}Oh, uh, ok - whoop!{endif}" Chuck wraps his arm around Natalie's waist and pulls her to his side, his hand running up her ribs to cup her other breast. She {if Sluttery>85}groans submissively{elseif Sluttery>60}stifles a gasp{elseif Sluttery>40}whimpers{else}stiffens, awkward,{endif} as he cups her tit.

"Mmmph. Yeah, very nice," he mutters, grinning, as he returns to his lunch. Natalie {if Sluttery>75}is distinctly wet{elseif Sluttery>50}feels heat kindling in her loins as his hand gropes her breast{else}feels like a deer caught in a trap{endif}, but she just smiles and awkwardly reaches out to continue eating her lunch from her new, cuddled position.

For ten minutes, it seems as though this will just be a particularly surreal lunch period. The boys return to their chat - about lacrosse, their coach, girls they've recently fucked - and Natalie attempts to smile and nod along, mostly focusing on eating. Chuck every once in a while jiggles her breast or pinches her nipples, tweaking them to keep them hard and pointy{if Sluttery>40} and driving her to distraction{endif}. By the end of lunch, she's {if Sluttery>75}about ready to bend over for him then and there{elseif Sluttery>50}got a distinct damp patch at her crotch, she's sure{elseif Sluttery>25}uncomfortably aroused, almost against her will{else}practically ready to bolt, though she can't help but be aroused by the pleasant tingling radiating through her chest each time Chuck fondles her{endif}.

Suddenly, though, Chuck leans back with a slight sigh, and a (surprisingly mild) belch. "Ah, that's good. All right, then." Before Natalie can process what's happening, he reaches down with his free hand and opens his pants, pulling a girthy, hard cock out from his undershorts. Natalie's eyes widen{if Sluttery>75} in sudden desire{endif}. "Your tits are pretty solid, girl. I'm feeling good and hard. Go on, get under there and get busy." His hand leaves her breast to settle, firm and insistent, on the nape of her neck, pushing her toward the space under the table.