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                       NiS - Tom's Week - Wednesday


1. 

Tom's alarm went off and he sat up in his bed and turned to switch off
the alarm. After stretching his arms and rubbing his eyes he turned to
sit up on the side of his bed to look out his window and immediately
wished he hadn't. It seemed that he had awoken to a rainy day. The
rain was coming down in buckets and the sky was as dark as midnight.
He shook his head. It wasn't bad enough that he had to be in school
naked, but it had to rain, too? He groaned in despair.

Since he wasn't really awake yet, he got out of bed and went to the
bathroom nude, just as he had slept that night. After he had completed
his morning ritual, Tom went down to breakfast still naked without
thinking and nearly caused his mother a heart attack when she turned
around and saw him standing there after he had yawned and said, "Good
morning, Mom."

"Good heavens, Thomas, what are you doing?" she exclaimed as she
stared at his naked body.

Tom looked down at himself, blushed and said, "Sorry, mom, I guess I
forgot. Going naked most of the time in school has me so used to it, I
didn't even consider how you might react. I'll go back and put
something on," he said, turning to retrace his steps.

She looked at Tom again and then at the clock and said, "No time," she
said, grinning at him slightly. She told him as she pointed to his
usual chair, "Sit down and eat your breakfast. It's raining so hard,
I'll drive you to school and go to work from there. My God, you
startled me. I haven't seen you naked since you were about six," she
said, grinning as she patted his bare shoulder as she got his
breakfast ready.

As Tom ate, she looked at him some more. She thought that he'd grown
up a lot in the two days since he began the week in school naked. She
made a decision. "Tom, if you're comfortable being nude now, I don't
mind if you go nude around the house from time to time." She enjoyed
seeing him that way.

He looked up from his plate of eggs and bacon at her in mid-bite. "You
serious?" he asked her after he had swallowed, astounded.

She smiled. "Yes," she told him, "quite serious. After all, I'm your
mother. You can't show me anything that I haven't seen before, can
you?"

He shrugged. "Guess not. It's just a little, and I do mean little,
bigger, that's all," he told her, grinning as he continued to eat.
"Thanks. I may just take you up on it. Tonight, though, Mandy and I
have to help her catch up on her lessons for the first two weeks of
school. We've been kind of lax on it. I'm really not sure how late
I'll be. Okay?"

She looked at him and thought a moment. "Sure, dear. Maybe you can
sleep over at Mandy's house tonight. If her parents don't mind, that
is," she told him. "I'm sure she won't mind having you." She smiled at
that implication. The two of them in bed together, making love. Yes,
he certainly was growing up, she thought.

He wiped his mouth and hands with a napkin, then got up and hugged
her. "I love you, mom. I don't say that often enough. Thank you."

She smiled and patted his bare ass, which made him jump a bit. "Mom?!"
he cried in shock and then laughed.

"Get a move on, young man, or you'll be late for school. I'll get my
keys and you go get dressed." She looked at the clock. It was almost
seven-forty. Tom rushed off to his room and dressed in shorts and a
button shirt and shoes and socks. He didn't bother with underwear
since he'd just have to take it off again at school anyway. He grabbed
his school stuff and hurried outside.

Getting into the car next to her he smiled at her and said, "Okay,
driver, you may proceed." That brought him a light slap on his thigh
and a laugh. 

A few minutes later, they pulled up in front of his school. The rain
was still pouring down and so he waited a few minutes until he saw
Mandy and her father rushing across the street, each of them carrying
umbrellas to keep off some of the rain. 

"There's Mandy, Mom, and her dad, my gym instructor," he said,
indicating the two figures running in the pouring rain. "I'm going to
go in with them."

Tom kissed his mom, popped open the door and raised his umbrella. As
he stepped out into the rain, Kathryn wished him a good day. He
returned the sentiment and closed the door, then he stood back and
watched as she drove off. After that he ran as fast as he could up to
the front door where a crowd of kids was waiting for the doors to open
and for the participants to strip. He noticed the plexiglass roof that
had been extended ten feet from the building to protect the
participants from the rain as they undressed.

Mandy came up to him to say hello. She was dressed in a green dress
and white shoes without socks. As he shook off his umbrella and closed
it, he said hello right back and nodded to her father. After that, he
set the umbrella against the side wall and put his bag down on the
ground. Just then the six other participants gathered round and began
to take their wet clothes off and place them in the boxes. They were
much wetter than Tom was as they had had to walk to school for the
most part. 

"Here," she said, grinning as she started to pull his shirt out of his
pants, "let me help you out of those wet clothes."

"Are you trying to take advantage of the situation, young lady?" he
asked her, smiling as she pulled his shirt off and placed it in his
box.

"Yes, of course I am, and you like it. Don't you?" she asked him. He
grinned and tried to kiss her but Mr. Collins was there and he decided
it was the better part of discretion to just thank her. She grinned as
she undid his pants. "Hmm, no underwear? Dressing lightly, are we?"

"Yeah," he said, grinning. "I didn't see the need for them since I was
just going to have to take them off in a few minutes anyway," he told
her as she folded his shorts and placed them in his box with his
shirt. "Mandy, I need to talk to you about something later. Okay?"

"Sure," she replied, looking at him and smiling. She was happy to see
him. She's grown attached to Tom in just the two days they'd been
going together that week.

Someone had provided towels for them to dry themselves off, so Mandy
made a big deal of helping to dry him off as the other participants
did the same to their partners who then returned the favor. As a
result most of the boys ended up visibly excited.

"Thanks, Mandy. That was fun," he told her, giving her a small hug.
"Sometime, I'll have to undress you." She grinned at that and said,
"Hmm, that sounds like fun," she told him, smiling. "Maybe after
school?"

Just then, the bell rang and everyone went inside to their home rooms.

Tom and Mandy stopped off at their lockers to prepare for their
morning classes. Tom looked at Mandy and tried to decide if he should
ask her or not about her missing studies. Finally, just as they
reached their home room, Tom decided to just come out and ask her.
"Mandy, if your parents agree, maybe we could study late tonight at
your house so that you can start to catch up on the lost week and a
half of school you missed. My mom suggested that maybe, if it's all
right with your parents, I could sleep over?" he asked her softly. He
wasn't prepared for her response. Without looking to see if anyone was
looking, Mandy screamed "YES!" and threw herself into Tom's slack
arms, nearly knocking him against the lockers. Then she kissed him
right there in the hall. 

She might have kept it up a few more seconds but someone cleared their
throat and they quickly separated to see Mrs. Evans, the Principal,
standing a few feet away. They both blushed. Tom whispered to her, "Uh
oh, we're in trouble now. There's a no kissing rule here, remember?"
as he gently nudged her aside.

Mrs. Evans looked at the young pair, one naked, the other dressed,
seriously as they stood in the hall nervously holding hands, then she
grinned. "I was going to ask how your week was going, Mr. Allen, but I
see that you have everything well in hand. Carry on, then," and she
turned and walked away. They could hear her giggling slightly.

Mandy and Tom giggled themselves as they entered their home room just
before the bell. They were relieved that they weren't in any trouble
after all.

2.

After the teacher had taken roll call, the PA speaker started up. 

"Attention, please," the Principal said from the speaker. "Due to
certain difficulties which were met by a non-program nudist
participant yesterday, the administration has decided to create a new
rule for those who wish to be nude outside the Program parameters
while in school. 

"Starting Monday, those who wish to attend school nude may do so by
coming to the office to pick up a bracelet for the boys and a necklace
for the girls. As it has always been the mandate of the Program from
the start to give students a means to extend themselves in a safe
environment, this will provide a way for those students who may have
enjoyed their time in the Program to renew that feeling, or other
students to test their feelings for nudity in general. These items are
to be worn at all times during their participation and they indicate
that the wearer is not a Program participant and therefore is excluded
from the rules of the Program. Anyone reported abusing these students
will be treated as if the student were a Program participant.

"The necklace and bracelet will be easily recognizable. They are made
of multi-colored beads with a metal tag attached showing the logo of
the Program with a cancel sign placed over it. A cancel sign is a
circle with a diagonal line through it.

"Students who wish to take part may do so as often as they wish.
However, it will not count towards their week in the Program if they
have not already fulfilled their requirement, which will remain a
requirement for graduation. 

"After the student receives his or her indicator, that student may
undress and store their clothes in their locker.

"Further rules to voluntary participation will be announced as needed.

"That is all. Thank you."

"Well, that is a surprise," Mandy said to Tom, who was sitting next to
her in the front row. 

"Yeah. And we know just who she was talking about, don't we?" Tom
said, grinning. Mandy grinned, giving a modest little blush as she
nodded.

After home room, they headed for 1st period English with Miss
Bernhard. Tom asked Mandy if she had read the assigned chapters of the
book they had been assigned the previous day, 'FRANKENSTEIN'. She said
she had, and so had he. 

Tom didn't need relief that period, and he got the feeling that Mandy
was disappointed. He looked over to where she was sitting and raised
his eyebrow questioningly. She replied with a fist moving up and down
and he grinned. He mouthed the words 'next period' and she grinned
back.

As they walked out of English, Mandy stated to Tom, "The book is
different from the movies I've seen. I like it better."

Tom said, "Yes. In the movies, they only have a certain amount of time
to tell a story, so books need to be abridged so they can fit. I like
the original, too. Have you read DRACULA by Bram Stoker? That's great,
too."

"Not yet," Mandy said as they were stopped a few times by girls so Tom
could accede to a reasonable request, then they went on to Chemistry.
"I hope to after I finish this one," she said as they entered the
room. 

By this time, Tom felt comfortable about asking for relief, and since
the girls had gotten him hard with their stroking, he decided to
accept Dr. Smith's invitation. He looked at Mandy and she smiled and
nodded. Tom went to the front of the room and sat down in the chair.
Mandy came up and kneeled down beside him. 

She looked up at him and whispered, "Relax, Tom." He nodded as she
took his penis in her hand, causing him to gasp and stiffen up for a
moment, after which he sighed and relaxed. Even though he had had that
done to him several times already that week, having a girl's hand on
his penis was still exciting for him. She gently squeezed his cock and
he sighed again as she started to stroke him and he relaxed more in
the chair.

Mandy concentrated on Tom's small cock, looking forward to the time
when they could be alone together and she could feel his cock moving
inside of her again. As she knelt there, she laid her head down on her
arm as it rested on his thigh and watched as her hand moved up and
down on Tom's swollen member. As her hand gently stroked his cock, Tom
ran his fingers through her hair. While that happened, the classroom
was silent as they watched the two young lovers at the front of the
class, many of them wishing it was them up there.

After a couple minutes, Tom's breathing started to race as Mandy's
soft fingers fondled him. Tingling began to spread out from his cock,
through his balls and into the rest of his body. He hung his head back
against the chair as he thrust his hips forward against her hand. It
wasn't long before he groaned and his warm cum shot out, his body
jerked as Mandy speeded up with her stroking motions and brought him
off.

After a moment, Tom sighed and sat up. Dr. Smith handed Mandy some
tissues and she cleaned them up as Tom smiled at her and whispered,
"Thank you, Mandy. That was awesome."

She grinned at him and stood up so she could help him back to his
seat. Tom thanked her once more as he sat down. It was still
astonishing to him that they would allow horny teenagers to indulge
themselves sexually in school in front of a class.

The class then went on uneventfully as all the while Tom could feel
the girls all looking at him. Being the only nude student in a class
was lonely, he thought.

After Chemistry, Tom and Mandy left for French class. Tom wasn't too
fond of French class, although he liked the teacher, Miss Simmons. The
class proceeded when Tom didn't need relief. He was still recovering
from the last class' session.

Then they headed for their favorite class that week. Gym, of course. 

3.

Mandy and Tom walked into the gym and saw Mr. Collins and Miss White
standing over by the office talking. They waved at the teens as Mandy
led Tom into the girl's locker room.

As they entered the room the girls all swarmed around Tom and that
made him feel special. He decided a little levity would be in order.

"Okay girls, thank you, thank you. Please be gentle, I am only one man
and I'm taken," he said as he watched Mandy undressing. Unfortunately,
it didn't work. The girls still fondled him some more as Mandy scowled
playfully at him, then they went about their business. He shrugged at
her and said, "What's wrong?" as he sat down to change his shoes.

"You enjoyed that way much too much, Mr. Allen. I'm going to have to
keep my eye on you," and she grinned as she took her shoes off.

"Miranda, my dear," he said majestically while he sat next to her on
the bench, "if there is one thing that I am sure of, I am a gentleman
and a gentleman never rebuffs a lady's kind attention, no matter how
many of them there are." He grinned at her and she stuck her tongue
out at him. 

One girl said from the background, "Don't worry, Mandy, we wouldn't
dare try to steal your man. I already tried that yesterday and he
turned away from me. I think he's hooked, so all you have to do is
reel him in," and she laughed. That was the girl who played up to him
in the shower the day before.

Mandy looked at her and smiled. "Oh yea, I'll reel him in, just as
soon as he's tired enough, just like a marlin," and she made a reeling
motion with her arms and hands. The girls laughed as they all started
filing out through the green door into the gymnasium for class.

Tom leaned over to her and whispered, "Start reeling." She grinned at
him and pinched his arm before she ran off. They each ran off to their
own classes. By this time, Tom was quite used to being naked on the
wide floor.

The coaches decided to match the boys against the girls in a short
game of basketball. The boys won barely by two points just before Mr.
Collins blew his whistle and called out, "Showers everyone."

As the others went back into the locker rooms, Mandy and Tom went over
to see Mr. Collins.

"Daddy, is it all right if Tom comes over to our house this afternoon
so he can help me catch up on the days I lost? I'd like him to stay
overnight, too," she asked him, her face a mask of seriousness. Tom
just stood there and said nothing, thinking that that was between
father and daughter.

"Well, I don't know, Mandy. What would his mom say?"

"Actually, sir," Tom said, speaking up when he heard Mr. Collins say
that, "it was her idea. I don't think I would have suggested it to
Mandy if I wasn't sure my mother would approve."

"Well if that is the case, that's quite all right. It certainly can't
do any harm," he said to them as he hugged his daughter.

"Thanks, daddy, I love you," Mandy said happily, returning his hug.

He laughed and said, "The feeling's mutual, now get into that locker
room."

They raced through the double doors into the locker room and quickly
undressed. Tom was in the shower first and was already showering when
Mandy came over and started to run her hands over his body and through
his red hair. She really noticed for the first time that, even though
the hair on his head was red, it was almost light brown on his groin.

Tom took this opportunity to run his hands over Mandy's breasts,
gently squeezing them. "These are so soft, yet the nipples are hard.
Why is that?"

She smiled at him then said while running her hands over his chest,
"That's because you make me horny. Why can't we be alone right now?"
She moaned as she pressed her wet pussy against his groin, causing his
cock, which had been soft, to come to erection in a flash. She smiled
at him as she reached down between his legs and began to stroke him
off. 

Things might have gone a lot further than they did, but one of the
girls switched off the hot water on Tom's shower and they both
screeched as the cold water splashed all over them, rinsing off the
soap. The girls around them laughed as they tried to see who had done
it. The girl standing next to them, the most likely suspect, grinned
innocently. "I thought you needed some cooling off there," she said,
raising her eyebrow at them.

Tom and Mandy grinned and kissed each other. "You're right," she said
to the girls who were watching them. "The next act is saved for
tonight, when we're alone. Right, Tom?" she told them, which got a lot
of ooohhh's and ahhh's from the girls. 

He grinned and hugged her just as Miss White came in to see what was
taking them so long. She blew her whistle and said, "Okay, that's
enough playing around. Everyone, get dressed, it's almost time for
lunch. They're having pizza today in the cafeteria. You don't want to
miss out on that. Yummm," she joked as she puckered her lips.

Tom, Mandy and the other girls turned off their showers and stepped
out of the not-so-small shower room and started drying themselves. Tom
was the first one ready, since he only had to put on his socks and
shoes. Taking his sneakers, he put them in his bag and waited for
Mandy.

Tom took the time to enjoy the site of all those girls in various
stages of undress as they got dressed. This was a sight that boys were
not supposed to see. He had hated the idea of going into the Program
and getting naked, but he hadn't counted on the benefits of such a
program and this. 

He was so involved in watching the girls that he shrieked when someone
tweaked his cock and he looked down to see Mandy standing there. "Come
on, Romeo," she said, leading him from the room by his suddenly hard
cock. "Boy, I'll be glad when this week is over, then I'll have you
all to myself. I'm glad Jenny's not here (referring to the girl who
had given him relief the previous day), I'd never get you out of
there."

Tom stopped her in the gym where they stood by the bleachers next to
the door to the boys' locker room and looked at her. he put him arm
around her and asked her softly, "Mandy, are you still upset about
that? I told you, she means nothing to me. She was just nice enough to
help me because you weren't there and I was still nervous. Please
don't be jealous, I couldn't stand it."

She smiled at him. "I know that, Tom. I was just joking. Besides, I
happen to know she has a boyfriend. He's in the 11th grade. So you
see, I'm not worried," and she took his arm and they went to their
lockers and then to lunch.

4.

After lunch where they sat, ate and talked about what they would do
that night, they headed to Art class with Mr. Harrison. After what had
happened the previous day (Tom had squirted cum all over Mandy after
she got frisky in his arms), Tom was worried. Would he be a model
again? But Mandy wasn't nude, so that couldn't happen again. Could it?

Mr. Harrison looked up from his desk and saw Tom walk in. When he saw
Mandy was dressed he was disappointed. "Not naked today, Miss
Collins?"

"No, sir. We had a few difficulties with students not recognizing me
as a non-participant, so I agreed with Mrs. Evans to wear my clothes
for the rest of the week. But Tom is still available," she said,
grinning evilly. She said this as she was looking at her boyfriend and
she wrapped her arm around his to keep him from going to his seat.

"So you were who Mrs. Evans was talking about this morning?" Mr
Harrison asked.

"Yes, sir," she replied. "But perhaps under the new system, Tom and I
can model again for you next week. What do you think, Tom?" she asked
him.

"Oh please, kind lady, give me a chance to get over this week first,"
he said to her. That brought a string of laughs from the other
students.

"Well, I think we will take advantage of Tom's presence to continue
with yesterday's session. It's too bad that you're dressed. I'm sure
that the students would love to see you pose with him again. Oh well,"
and he smiled as he had Tom sit down on the single stool at the front
of the room.

"I suppose..." she began, but Mr. Harrison stopped her.

"No, Miss Collins, it wouldn't be proper for me to ask that of you.
But, like you said, next week if you two decide to partake of the
nudist lifestyle one day again, perhaps we'll do it then. Please take
your seat."

Mandy went to her seat and prepared to draw Tom's nude body. She
stared at him and he started to cringe in his seat. He was still
uncomfortable with all the attention he was being paid that week. He
could feel all of their eyes focused on him and his cock grew hard. He
groaned and hung his head in shame.

He could hear giggling from some of the girls in the class, but when
he looked at the boys, all he could see was pity. They all knew that
they could be in his position some day.

The class proceeded with Tom sitting on the stool with his legs spread
and his arms stretched out between his legs, his hands holding onto
the seat. After fifteen minutes of that, he rested a few minutes, then
he was asked to assume a second pose. 

After Art, they headed for History with Mr. Callahan. After a rousing
discussion of the American incursion into Mexico after Poncho Villa,
they headed to Algebra.

Tom was stopped in the hall and a girl wanted to see him pose. As
Mandy stood aside, he flexed his arms and spread his legs, making like
a muscle man on TV. The girls giggled because Tom Allen was anything
but a muscle man. At least he didn't appear to be.

When they got to Algebra, they were all told by a teachers' aide that
Mrs. Roberts, their Algebra teacher, had been called away for a family
emergency and they were to go to the music room across from the gym to
use as a study hall. The room where they had Algebra was scheduled to
be used by another class for a special test. 

When they got there, Tom noticed some clarinets among the instruments
that were lined up along the wall for the presentation the band was to
present that evening. Mandy noticed him looking at it and grabbed his
hand to pull him over to the group of folding chairs.

"I don't think they'd appreciate you snapping up one of their
instruments and belting out a few tunes, Tom," she told him as they
grabbed a couple chairs and sat down. 

He nodded and was about to open one of his books when a man came up to
him. 

"Excuse me, young man, but did I just hear this young lady say that
you play an instrument?"

Tom stood up and said, "Yes, sir..."

"Hello. I'm Mr. Crandall, the band instructor," he said. He was a
small man, barely Tom's height, and balding. He wore half-frame
reading glasses that hung from a wire around his neck. "Why is it that
I've haven't seen you at any of the practices?"

Tom shrugged. "I never gave it much thought, sir. I just like to play
for fun."

"He really is very good, Mr. Crandall," Mandy stated.

"Really? What instrument do you play?"

"The clarinet, sir. I have one at home that I play."

Mr. Crandall went over to the group of instruments, picked up one of
the clarinets and took off the mouthpiece. Grabbing a spare piece with
an extra reed, he assembled it and placed it on the clarinet, then he
handed it to Tom. "Play something, son," he instructed Tom.

Tom took the instrument and played a few notes to wet the reed, then
he started to play a tune, "Daydream Believer'. Mr. Crandal grinned
when he heard the clear notes that Tom played. And the fact that Tom
played it from memory was a big advantage in a band.

When Tom was done, he handed the instrument back. Mr. Crandall took it
and said, "That was very nice, son. What's your name and what class
are you in?"

"Tom Allen, sir, and I'm a sophomore," he said, wondering what he was
getting himself into.

"Well, Tom Allen, with talent like that, I could use you in the band.
Would you consent to trying out? No, forget that. Would you consent to
joining?"

Tom thought a moment. He wasn't too happy about that because if he
joined then and had to play that evening, he would have to perform
nude. Finally though, Mandy whispered, "Do it. I'd like to see you in
the band."

He looked at her a moment, then he made up his mind. He turned back to
look at the conductor. "All right, Mr. Crandall, but if it's all the
same to you, I'd like to start next week. I'm already occupied this
week helping Mandy here," he said, putting his arm around her, "catch
up on her missed school work. After that, I'd be glad to join."

Mr. Crandall smiled. "That's great. It's rare when we get a student
who has already had lessons. Next week will be fine. It's still early
in the year, and you won't have to worry about appearing like that,"
he said, pointing at Tom's nudity. "Of course, if you did, we might
have a better attendance," he said, jokingly.

"Well, maybe you'll have some of your other members chosen as
participants in the Program. I just don't think I'm equipped to appear
nude in front of an audience," Tom told him.

Mandy spoke up and said, "You've been appearing nude in front of an
audience all week, Tom. Why would it be any different to be in front
of an audience?"

Tom turned to her and said, "Because I'd be in front of adults not
connected with the school. People in school know what to expect when a
naked guy walks by. The people at the concerts might not."

Mandy nodded as she saw the sense of it.

Mr. Crandall handed Tom a card with directions for where he should
appear on Monday afternoon after school. Tom placed it in his bag,
thanked Mr. Crandall and they returned to their studying.

While all that was going on, the rest of the class was standing around
watching the whole thing. They found it rather amusing, that a naked
boy should get picked for the band while just sitting there preparing
to study. 

When Mr. Crandall left, Miss Cartwright, the teacher's aid, walked
over and asked, "Are you the boy who I heard beat up the two boys this
week?"

He looked at her a moment, then he stated, "I wouldn't say beat up is
correct. I helped Mandy here from being accosted by two guys who tried
to make her accede to demands when she was nude on Tuesday. Mrs. Evans
knows about the whole thing. Why?"

"Because I'd like you to teach me how to do some of those things you
did. I could use the help." She went on to tell him about an old
boyfriend who refused to let their broken relationship go.

"Mrs. Evans is setting up a class. You could join that. I'd be glad to
show you how to protect yourself."

She said she'd look into it, thanked him and walked away. 

School let out a little while later. Tom and Mandy stopped off at
their lockers to get their books for homework study. Tom also took his
umbrella which he had put in there that morning, just in case it was
raining the next day. He sighed as they walked to the front door.
Another day was done. Two more to go. 

It had stopped raining and the sun was shining and warm, therefore he
didn't even bother to dress after they stepped out into the sunshine.
He just took his clothes from the box and carried them across the
street to Mandy's house while she walked along beside him. Mandy
thought that was great as she walked beside him, because it showed
that Tom was a lot less self-conscious of the size of his penis.

When they got into the house, Mandy led him up to her room where she
let him take off her clothes and they hugged. They just stood there,
pressing their naked bodies together as they stared into each other's
eyes, then kissed before they separated.

"Umm," Tom said, looking into her eyes, "you feel good. But I really
think that we need to catch you up on the work you missed. After that,
however, there should be time for more pleasurable things," he told
her, smiling. Then he had a thought. "But first, I need to call home
and leave mom a message so she won't worry. I know she suggested that
I sleep over, but it was only that - a suggestion. I need to let her
know that I am staying here tonight."

"Spoil sport," she replied, grinning at him as she backed away to get
her cel phone from her dresser next to her bed. She handed the phone
to him after he had gone over to sit down on her bed and he made his
call. Then he looked at her and smiled as he returned the phone to
her.

When she turned from her dresser, she saw that he was standing by her
desk. She grinned at him and went over to him. She said, "Okay then,
let's study, and then we can play." They sat down and began to do just
that. 

The next couple of hours saw them sitting at her desk stark naked,
doing their current homework before starting on the work she had
missed. 

Geena came in to see what they were doing but Margaret told her to
leave them alone, that they were studying, so she went to the kitchen
with her mom. As usual, they were naked like Tom and Mandy.

They stopped for supper, where the family and Tom all ate in the nude.
Tom thought it was great, the freedom that nudity gave one when that
person didn't have cause to worry about what others would think of
them.

After supper, Tom and Mandy returned to her room where they
concentrated on catching up on her English homework. That took about
three hours, but then they were done with it and Mandy suggested that
they take a shower before bedtime.

"Oh good," Tom said, grinning, "I get a chance to take a shower in
your big shower. Will you take one with me?"

She hugged him as she said, "Oh you betcha," and she grabbed his hand
and led him from the room and to the bathroom. When they got there,
her parents were taking a leisurely soak in the Jacuzzi. Tom hesitated
when he saw them there. They acted like they didn't even notice their
presence since they were kissing.

Mandy reached in and turned on the shower. All at once, three massive
sprays started spraying water from the three walls, all pointed
towards the center. She pulled him into the large cabinet and closed
the door, then she hugged him, pretending not to notice her parents'
furtive glances at them through the clear glass door. 

"Kiss me," she told him over the sound of the water that was drenching
them. He didn't need to be asked twice. He took her in his arms again
and bent his head down to kiss her on the lips. Their bodies pressed
together and the outer world disappeared for them as he pressed her
against the wall and she wrapped her legs around him, letting him sink
his turgid cock into her wet pussy as his hands held on to her
backside. They both moaned as they joined their bodies together right
in front of Mandy's smiling parents.

As Tom worked his magic on Mandy, they kissed as he pushed his hips in
and out, thrusting his small cock into her very wet pussy while his
hands molded themselves to her soft ass. 

"Oh, Mandy, I praise the day you came into my life," he said.

That only took a few minutes, then they settled down and soaped each
other off and then rinsed themselves. By they, Mandy's parents had
gotten out of the Jacuzzi and dried off. They were gone when the two
young lovers turned around and looked for them.

"I guess we gave them some ideas," Tom told Mandy, grinning.

She grinned back. "Believe me, Tom, they don't need any ideas from us.
Sometimes, they are like two teenagers themselves, from the sounds i
hear coming from their bedroom some nights. I'm glad I won't need that
vibrator tonight," she said, smiling as she cupped his balls, making
him moan.

He turned off the shower and pulled her from the cabinet to dry her
off. She grabbed a towel and started drying him off like she had done
in the shower room at school, while he did her. They finally gave it
up and rushed off to her room where they spent another hour making
love in her bed. Then they went to sleep in each other's arms.

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