Naive Teacher In Winston
by potatoHead42

Naive Teacher In Winston Ch. 14c

Naughty tutoring and cummy dinner.


Previously on…

Potato Note: reminding y'all of some relevant storylines and threads from the last chapters!

* Currently: Day 16, Tuesday. Lana and Dennis' third week in Winston.

** Wedding day 40 (Friday); Winston-Fest days 34 and 35; Winston week + Fair days 29 to 33;

** Lana's fame and notoriety in Winston are growing, and she is getting recognized quite often by the townsfolk.

Important Topics

* Mary's Influence - Broke down even more of Lana's barriers, she is slowly stopping to doubt herself as much and trying harder to embrace things. Her restraints and morals are crumbling.

- Mary and Lana concluded the busty brunette is an exhibitionist. Lana decides to be more open to these situations.

- Plan Head: Mary plans to overthrow Bill and take over as Principal. She needs Lana's help Friday morning; don't let Bill get suspicious.

- Mary wants to turn Lana into a Blowjob Queen -- asks others to say she needs to improve; keep practicing (competitive side), even if she gets good.

- Mary said Dennis was a cuck. Lana thinks he is a Voyeur who likes to see her playing around, teasing, and showing off her sexy body. She decided to ask Pietro about it.

* Incentive Program - New program where she gets rewarded by bonding and physically encouraging her students. New school uniform: pick a fresh blouse, skirt, and panties daily.

- Principal Bill revealed to the whole school that the newbie teacher was enrolled in the Program. Everyone became more daring and naughty with her now.

- Dennis encouraged Lana to ditch a bra with her new uniform due to a misunderstanding.

- Lana had to forego the homeless man today, but they should be fine with waiting, right?

* Dennis' Medical Orders - He is not allowed to cum until the spermiogram exam on Friday. No relations, no fooling around. Dr. Hardik emphasized he needs to avoid erections at all costs.

- Lana can still send him photos, but he can't see them until after the exam. He agreed that she can send pics of her bare boobs and she did for the Daily Selfie.

- Lana is saving what she has done for the weekend; she is convinced Dennis wants to hear all about them. Anita, Lana's mother, said it was okay to fool around if Dennis can't perform.

* Dennis' New Rival - He is in charge of a new team. Their leader, Uwe, moved to Winston and will work locally. Dennis needs everything to remain peachy to earn a huge promotion.

- Uwe is secretly blackmailing Dennis with photos of Lana's wardrobe malfunction during two Zoom meetings and from her urinating in the bushes (her vagina on full display). He also has unrevealed pics he is saving for another occasion.

- Dennis asked Lana to be extra nice to Uwe and motivate him. She agreed to go for lunch with him tomorrow and not wear panties (misunderstanding). It's officially a date.

- Lana accidentally showed herself naked in a Zoom meeting again, giving Uwe more ammunition for the blackmail. Uwe is also putting naked photos of Lana in the kitchen at work. They are cropped to hide the fact that it's Lana.

The Day

- Morning: Biology Supplement Shoot (w/ Pietro and Roger)

- Afternoon: Homeroom, AV Club

- Night: Simon Tutoring, Pietro and Simon Dinner

This is where our story resumes...

*****

Day 16 -- Early Night
*****
At Home
"Hey, hun! We are home!" the 27-year-old Lanette Cox announces as she opens the front door. "Come in, Fabio... I mean, Simon. Make yourself at home," she smiles.

"Thanks, Miss Lana," says the tall and gangly 18-year-old student. He runs his hand through his long black hair.

They hear television noises. Simon makes a gesture at the sound, and Lana nods. He adjusts his glasses and walks toward the living room, leaving his busty teacher momentarily alone. She hears laughter.

'Glad Dens is having fun. He needed some friends,' she happily thinks as she hangs her coat and takes off her tan flats. 'Hmm... I just hope Cal and the others won't be too upset I broke my promise. I will have to make it up to them tomorrow,' she reflects as she puts on some comfy pink slippers.

The light-brown-haired woman makes her way to the guys.

Seeing her, Dennis pauses their game and stands. "Hi, babe!" the 29-year-old greets her.

Her future-husband has slightly ginger hair, fair skin, and caramel eyes that perfectly match his boyishly handsome face. He is a tad out of shape.

"Lana," Pietro nods towards her. Simon is the spitting image of his 36-year-old father, both with long, slick black hair and a lanky build. Pietro is the town's professional cameraman, photographer, and videographer.

"Hi, boys," the curvy teacher says, standing before them. She looks at the three men, all taller than her 5'3 frame. "Wow, you are so tall," she says, her large green eyes admiring their height.

Dennis and Pietro are 6'2, while Simon is 6'1.

"We could be your bodyguards!" the teenager says, flexing his non-existent muscles.

Pietro chortles at his son.

Lana giggles, "Probably I will be the one protecting you," she says teasingly, poking his skinny arm.

Dennis laughs, "She got you!"

Pietro playfully slaps his son on the back. The slim teen blushes.

"You boys excuse me. I will slip into something more comfy," the wife-to-be says.

They nod and sit on the couch as she goes upstairs to the bedroom. Simon can't help but admire his teacher's ample ass swaying as she walks up the stairs.

"What are you playing?" Simon asks curiously.

"Just some Smash Ultimate," Dennis says, handing him the Switch controller.

"Ah, do you have Brawl? I'm better at it," the teen asks.

"I have all of them!" the ginger man brags. "I can show you later."

"Dope!" the skinny student says excitedly.

"So, son, how was your day?" Pietro interrupts.

"Not bad... Lana dressed as Wonder Woman at the club," Simon says, grinning.

"Really?!?" Dennis blurts out. "With the shorts and all?"

Simon nods, "Yep, it was fire!"

Pietro chuckles, "We both filmed your fiancee today, dude!" he pats Dennis on the back.

The ginger man grimaces and asks the teen, "Why did she dress as Diana?"

"We're doing a comic book, so we had to get some video for reference," the lanky boy explains.

"Oh, I didn't know you boys drew," Pietro questions.

Simon grins, "Well, we have a new member, and she's great at drawing manga!"

The cameraman nods, "Nice! Maybe she can make some hentai so you pervs can sell," he chuckles.

"Hopefully not of Lana," Dennis chuckles. "Anyway, that must've been hot... you boys are lucky!"

The long-haired teen adjusts his glasses, "Yup," he says. He thinks Dennis has no idea how much. "Oh, Dad, who was the model you filmed for the Biology thing?"

Pietro is about to say when they are interrupted by Lana coming down the stairs.

"Hey, guys, what do you all think?" the curvy woman asks.

The wife-to-be is wearing a salmon-colored sleeveless summer dress with white daisies imprinted on it. It hugs her curves in all the right places, accentuating her wide hips, flat tummy, and generous bosom. The dress stops mid-tight, leaving plenty of fair, supple flesh on display.

It's painfully apparent that she is not wearing a bra due to the exaggerated jiggle of her breasts.

Dennis feels a pit in his stomach. He has the odd sensation that something will happen. He doesn't know why and dismisses this peculiar thought.

"You look great, Miss Lana," Simon says, admiring his teacher's voluptuous figure.

Pietro agrees with his son. "Very nice," he comments.

Smiling, the shapely brunette twirls. The bottom of her dress flares out, exposing to them her cheeky-style red panties and more than half of her juicy bare ass.

"Baby! Your panties!" Dennis croaks, horrified.

"Oh, they are the school-sanctioned ones. You like them?" she asks innocently, her boobs wiggling enticingly. 'He is so naughty to point that out to his friend...' she thinks.

"Humm... that's not... they were showing..." the future-husband mumbles.

"I know, are they not cute?" Lana asks with a glowing smile. Simon nods adamantly.

Dennis sighs, "I guess... yes, they are nice." He did not want to disappoint his fiancee by complaining about it now. He makes a mental note to talk to her later about it.

Lana sits down next to her betrothed while they continue the small talk. She warmly squeezes Dennis' hand.

"So, Dad, you never answered. Who is the model for the Biology thing?" Simon asks, curious.

"It's a secret. I can't say," the long-haired man declares. "But she's super hot, right, Lana?" he grins at her.

The busty fiancee blushes and nods shyly.

"Man, I'm jealous of you, Simon," Dennis comments.

"Why? You have a hot wife right here," Pietro says, pointing at Lana's tits, who blushes.

In his best Herb impression, Simon clears his throat and adjusts his glasses. "Um, actually, she is not his wife," he points out.

"I know! Lana is the best, but you get to see this hot naked lady at school!" the ginger man elaborates.

"Dens!" the buxom teacher complains and playfully smacks his arm. 'Although he knows the hot naked lady is me,' she thinks, amused.

Simon laughs, unable to detach his eyes from her bouncing tits.

"What? I'm only human," he defends himself. "I would've loved to see an actual naked woman in my high school books... they were terrible back then. I didn't learn anything," the husband-to-be says.

The curvy fiancee teases him, "True, you did not learn women's bodies," she pokes him lightly.

"Hey!" he complains. "I'm good enough now," Dennis argues.

"Yes, you are, hun," she smiles at him. It sounded a little patronizing. "And that is why I am doing the Biology thing," she admits.

"Uh-huh, you're a great teacher," Dennis agrees, not really grasping what she said. "I'm glad the model is hot and not some old lady. Does she have large ta-tas?"

"Dens!" Lana gasps. 'Not sure what he's playing at in front of Simon...'

"What? I'm curious... and I don't need that anymore; I have you, babe," he says goopily.

"Aww..." she moans, and they share a quick peck. She thinks warmly, 'I love him so much.'

Simon frowns, "Ew... does she, Dad? Have big titties."

Pietro nods. "A perfect pair," she says and smirks at Lana, who blushes and instinctively crosses her arms above her chest.

"Nice!" the boy says, and he and Dennis high-five.

"Dude, imagine if Lana was the model in the book?" the long-haired man asks his friend.

"Wow... that would be hot!" he admits, then chuckling, adds, "My young self would've died!"

"Such a perverted carrot..." Lana comments, shaking her head. 'Gosh, so Dens thinks is hot that everyone in school will see me naked in the book... gee... he is so supportive... and naughty. He will go wild if he sees my photos,' her mind wanders as she rubs her thighs together.

The daydreaming wife-to-be misses the next couple of sentences.

Simon snickers. Curious, he asks, "You wouldn't mind if the rest of the school saw her too?"

"Uh... well, yeah... of course, it would be terrible. I would have to move in shame! But this is a hypothetical scenario," the ginger fiance says, blushing slightly. Simon nods in agreement.

Pietro quickly changes the subject to the evening's plans.

Lana will tutor Simon for an hour and then make dinner. Simon mentions he needs to leave right after dinner to play a raid with Herb. Dennis and Pietro will keep playing some games while the two study.

*****

Tutoring
"Here we are," the teacher says, leading Simon into a side room.

The study room has a small couch, a wooden desk, a couple of office chairs, and a bookshelf.

"Cool, cool," the gangly teen says.

She smiles, "Would you believe this room was full of boxes just a couple of days ago?"

Simon's eyes widen, "Woah, really?"

"Um-hum! Dens did a good job," she grins.

They hear some shouting coming from the living room.

"Uh... do you mind if we close the door? They are distracting," Simon asks.

Lana chuckles. "Of course, Fabio. But remember, it is good practice for a real test environment," she explains.

The long-haired teen nods, "Normally I need complete silence to concentrate..."

"Maybe we can open the door after we go over the things," she smiles and closes the door to the study room.

They sit side-by-side at the desk, and Simon brings out some school books and his notepads.

Lana starts going over some topics and materials. They are not her usual subjects, but she is an expert teacher nonetheless.

The buxom fiancee notices the boy seems a bit off.

"Is everything okay? You seem to be having trouble concentrating," she asks warmly.

Simon adjusts his glasses. "Ehm... I... I am just..." he glances at her and then at her breasts, "Distracted..." he finishes the sentence.

"Try to focus. This is important for your future," she says, encouraging her pupil.

The teen nods and gets a whiff of her scent; she simultaneously smells erotic and comforting. His penis stirs involuntarily.

The teacher explains some more content and then asks Simon to do a few exercises. He gets every single one of them wrong. She tries to explain them to him, but it seems like the lesson is not reaching the long-haired boy.

'Hmm... I need to do something... this is not going well...' she ponders. Lana has an idea. She smiles, proud of herself.

"Simon, how about a reward for getting the exercises correct? Like an extra desert," the naive teacher proposes optimistically.

The boy thinks for a second. "I don't know..." he mutters, seemingly unconvinced. "How about I choose a reward if I get the next 3 right?" he proposes daringly.

"Uh... sure," she shrugs. "What do you want? A sweet treat?" she asks innocently.

Simon grins, "Something like that."

'Oh, my! He seems so confident,' Lana thinks, watching him scribble furiously on the paper.

After a minute, he announces, "Done!" and drops the pencil like a mic drop on the table.

Giggling, she checks his answers. To her surprise, they are all correct.

"Wow! I knew you could do it!" she praises her pupil.

He grins, "I will take my reward now, thank you!"

"What dessert do you want?" she asks naively.

The long-haired teen shakes his head and points to her chest. "I want to see them tiddies," he says.

"*Gasp*! E-excuse me...?" she stutters. "Did you just ask to see my breasts?"

"Yup! That's my prize!" the long-haired boy says nonchalantly.

"Simon!" she shrills. "That is not what we agreed on..."

"Miss Lana, you said I could choose a reward. I want to see your boobs," he insists.

"M-my boobs? Well... I suppose I said that... but..." she mutters, embarrassed.

"Hoseman and Prez saw them up close today, but I didn't," he justifies.

"Well... y-yes... but that was d-different..." she stammers.

"Not fair," he grumbles, adjusting his glasses and crossing his arms. He is clearly upset. "That wasn't what you promised..." the teen complains.

'Gosh... now Simon is upset... And it was going so well. Darn... should I show him my breasts? I shouldn't... in my own house... but he did get the questions right... No! In school is one thing... but... maybe... I would only be doing this for him... for his education. I can think of it as part of the Program. If it helps him learn... then I can do it quickly... just a flash. And he is right, the other boys had a better view...' the busty teacher talks herself into it.

"Very well... if it is just for a moment... uhh... I will show you my breasts as a reward," she says, turning crimson.

The boy's eyes widen, and he blurts, "Really?!"

She nods shyly and lowers the left strap of her salmon dress. She lowers the garment until her left breast is exposed to her student.

"Guh!" Simon groans, admiring her voluptuous orb with a large pink areola and a small rosy nipple. "Can I see both?"

Lana is feeling a weird, warm sensation in her tummy. It spreads from her core all the way to her sex, who twitches excitedly.

Nodding timidly, she unrestrains her other breast, exposing both to Simon.

"Wow... they're fire..." the boy mutters, his mouth agape.

'He's staring so intently...' she notices self-consciously.

'Goodness... this feels peculiar... doing this in my own house,' she thinks, her breathing getting heavier and her stomach fluttering. She feels excited, and her temperature starts to rise.

'Gee... this feels so intimate...' she reflects, admiring the lustful looks of her pupil. 'I am showing my boobs to my student... when his father and my future-husband are just in the other room...'

'This feels different... like I shouldn't be doing it. Like it's improper and forbidden...' she thinks, her coochie reacting to her thoughts and pulsating electrically.

"Ahh.... this is enough," she breathlessly says, putting her melons away.

Her nipples itch a tiny bit, almost like a protest for being covered. She quickly puts the bothersome sensation in the back of her mind.

"Fuck... that was amazing..." Simon comments. He blatantly adjusts his pants.

Lana can't help but notice the tent that his dick is forming. 'Wow... he is totally erect... for me...' she thinks, biting her lower lip.

The wife-to-be shakes her head as if to dissipate her impure thoughts. "Uhh... let us continue with the exercises," she directs her student.

Simon sighs and nods weakly.

"Just put some enthusiasm into it and try to concentrate," she advises. Lana is embarrassed but also happy that showing her breasts worked. 'I guess it was not that bad,' she tells herself.

"It's not that easy..." the boy says, ogling his teacher.

As Simon continues to work on the exercises, he keeps stealing glances at the beautiful and hot woman beside him. He gets the following few answers wrong.

"Can I have another incentive?" he asks quietly after missing another question.

She sighs. 'He doesn't seem to be learning anything. Maybe I can do it again? That seems to be the only way to motivate him... Yeah... once more... for his education,' she decides.

"Please?" the long-haired boy begs.

"Fine... this is the last time. Just get the next couple correct," she orders.

He nods and concentrates on the questions at hand. He seems to be trying extremely hard. "Done!" he announces proudly after another minute.

The buxom fiancee already knows he got them right. She kept an eye on him.

Lana lowers her dress with a shy smile again, exposing her bouncy bosom to her student.

"Dope..." Simon mutters, impressed. He adjusts his pants again.

She feels a rush of adrenaline course through her body; showing off to him is very arousing.

"And that is it," she announces, putting her dress back. 'Wow... what a rush... I'm all tingly,' she thinks, her nipples throbbing.

"Can I see your butt next time?" Simon asks cheekily.

"N-next time?!" she croaks.

The boy adjusts his glasses and nods, "Yeah, the promise of naughty rewards clearly works," he states. "I feel like... I can concentrate... you know? When I have something to look forward to," he explains.

"Hmm..." Lana ponders. She squints at him suspiciously, "You are not tricking me?"

"I swear, Miss Lana," the teen lifts his hand. "Everything is fuzzy, and I keep getting distracted by your body..."

Her eyes widen. "My body?" she gasps.

"Yup! You're smoking hot, and I keep thinking about you naked..." Simon reveals.

Lana blushes, "Oh my... ahm... continue please..." she says.

"But when you told me I could see your boobs, I suddenly got this jolt of concentration and focus. I felt in the zone!" he elaborates.

"Hmm... true... I read that..." the curvy fiance mutters, deep in thought. 'Simon is not the type to lie. And what he said makes sense... he must have a learning disability, and the rewards motivate him. That is a common thing... I guess if I use what distracts him to motivate him, it can increase his engagement with the content and make him work towards better results... this sounds like the Program.... Oh! It's exactly like the Program! Gee, now everything makes sense,' she rationalizes.

"Good insight, Fabio," she says, using his nickname. She caresses his face. "This is what the Program is all about. Well done," she praises him.

The boy Simon grins, happy for the praise. "So, can I see your ass next?"

Lana grins. "Only if you get the next two exercises correct," she says, running her finger along his teenage chest.

She sees his penis twitch in his pants. She giggles. 'This is fun,' she thinks absentmindedly.

Simon quickly aces the questions.

The wife-to-be stands up and turns around, facing away from her student. She lifts the hem of her dress, exposing her cheeky red panties and half her ass to the boy. Her round, peachy bottom is only a couple feet from his face.

"What do you think?" she asks, fishing for a compliment. She feels her cooch clench.

"Your bubble butt is fire, Miss Lana," he says, and she giggles. "Can I see it without panties?"

She holds her breath. Her first instinct is to deny him. But, this is for this education. It's an incentive.

"Only if you answer the next one right. It is the hardest," she says. "I will stay like this," she teases, shaking her butt to his pleasure. She giggles as she dances.

Simon starts writing on the page, but he sneakily glances at the teacher's magnificent bum.

"Bad boy, do not lose focus," she advises.

As he finishes and drops his pencil, Lana can't help but think how proud of her student she is.

"Well done," she says breathily.

With her back to him, she hooks her thumbs on the elastic of her panties and swiftly pulls them down. Her raw pink pussy is on display for her student.

The naughty future-wife feels her tummy flutter and her coochie gush. She holds her breath, apprehensive.

Simon is silent, in awe of her most private place. His hand flies to his crotch and squeezes his hard-on.

Not knowing what is going on in his head, Lana almost falters. 'Maybe he doesn't like it... he might think my cooch is ugly... uhhh... I can show him more...' she thinks anxiously.

She bends forward a bit, opening up her ass cheeks even further and allowing her pinkish puckered asshole to peek between her thick buttcheeks.

"Fuck me..." Simon groans in disbelief. "This is the best thing that ever happened to me..."

Lana breathes a sigh of relief.

"Can I touch your vagina?" he asks, taking a risk.

"Vulva," the teacher corrects him. "The vagina is the hole. The vulva is what you see," she adds. 'Gee... why am I correcting him in a time like this...' she chastises herself.

Simon cocks his head. "Ah, I see. Then, can I touch your vulva?" he probes.

"Uh... maybe if you get the next question?" she replies without thinking.

She gasps at her own answer. Nodding, Simon turns back to the book and his notes.

Lana stays in the position, patiently waiting for him to finish.

'Goodness, what am I doing? Just presenting my cooch to my student. As a reward for him.... In my own house... my fiancee and his father are in the next room.... It's helping him, so it's okay... And besides... this is so hot... Gosh... what is wrong with me? I love this....' she chews over, her brain all over the place.

After a few seconds, Simon declares he has finished.

Lana breathes deeply and squeaks, "Do it... touch me..."

She is so worked up that she doesn't even check if his answer is accurate.

The teen doesn't waste any time and strokes the teacher's pink outer lips. She moans and shivers at his touch.

'This is so intense... it feels naughtier... he could do anything with me and I would let him... no. Stop. Lana... control yourself. This is not for your own pleasure... you are doing this for him... for his education. Don't let him go too far....' she processes.

"Stop!" she says and Simon freezes, his finger dangerously close to her cunt hole. "We should not be doing this," she says.

Lana moves away and puts her panties back.

"Ah..." Simon mutters, sad. "Sorry, Miss Lana. I took it too far... I'll just go back to the exercises..." he says, defeated.

"I think that is for the best," she says, sitting next to him.

He continues doing the exercises but starts to get them wrong again. The teen is undeniably frustrated as his eyes fill up with tears.

'Jeez... Simon is struggling... I can't let this go on like this. Gosh... the incentives were working... but maybe we need to think of another way. What if we are not alone? Uhmmmm... that could work... and... I can do something more organized... that way, I ensure that everything stays above board... yes... yes. This is a good plan...' she reflects, her mind piecing the puzzle together.

"Simon, I have an idea how we can continue with the incentives," the teacher announces.

His face lifts up, "Really?!" he asks, wiping his eyes.

"Yes," she smiles tenderly. "I will give you a test!" she says happily.

"Huh?! A test?!" he utters out, aghast.

Lana giggles at her pupil. "Do not worry, you will like it. I will create the questions and you will write down the rewards," she explains.

"Any rewards?" he asks, hopeful.

"Mm-hmm," she mewls innocently. "Twelve questions in total. Every two you get correct, you get that prize," she continues, "So, plan five unique rewards."

"Sounds fire! Wait... five? Not six?" he questions, mathing in his head.

The busty fiancee nods, "That way, you only need to get ten of out twelve to get all rewards. I am making it easier on you," she smiles affectionately.

"Nice! You're the best!" he says, his mind whirling with a thousand naughty possibilities.

"But there is a catch..." she says suspensefully.

Simon covers his mouth, "Oh no..." he quavers.

She smirks and divulges the gimmick, "We have to move to the living room!"

The long-haired boy gasps, "But Dad and Dennis are there!" The guys in the living break into laughs at this exact moment. "See... they're so loud," he complains, knowing that anything too outlandish is out of the table.

"Exactly! Their noise will simulate a real test and school environment", she elaborates. "If you can get the questions right with their ruckus, you can do it anywhere," she assures him. 'Well... It's not a complete lie. Of course, the real reason is so we can both behave... but... it will be good for him, too. Just a little white lie,' she tells herself.

"I guess..." he says, a little bit unsure. "Well, as long as I get rewards, it'll be dope."

"On the nose!" Lana says, and she boops him, giggling.

*****

Living Room

As the busty, hot fiancee walks into the living room with her pupil in her tail, her future husband glances at them. Then he does a double take.

"What are you guys doing here?" Dennis asks, his eyes glued to the TV.

Lana sees that they are playing some sort of shooter game. "We are moving here to study," the buxom teacher says adamantly.

"Why?" the ginger asks, surprised.

"It will be good practice for Simon," she says. She affectionately strokes the teen's cheek and tucks his long black hair behind his ear.

"Oh..." the ginger man says, bewildered, eyes still on the game. "But we're playing CoD," he explains.

"We will not interrupt you. I promise," she declares.

Dennis frowns and says, "Uhh... I need to focus!"

Pietro chuckles, "He says that 'cause he's losing!"

"Shut up... it's just a bad round," the bumbling man grumbles.

"Do not worry, dear. Simon and I will be quiet," she assures him.

"Please, babe..." the ginger man requests.

"Can we be loud?" Pietro asks.

Lana looks at her student and grins. "As loud as you want," she replies to his father.

"Then, no excuses!" Pietro says, lightly pushing his best friend.

"Hey!" Dennis pushes him back, and they laugh.

*****

Lana and Simon sit on the dining table, right behind the couch. They are facing the TV.

Simon grimaces and swallows, "Can't we face the other way?"

"We need to maximize the distractions, make it harder," Lana says.

"Oh, it will be hard alright," Simon grins.

The teacher nods, not understanding the double entendre.

Dennis and Pietro are sitting low on the couch with their legs up a large ottoman. The back of the sofa is obstructing most of the view they have from the newcomers. Considering both, they can only see Lana and Simon from their collarbone up.

"Write your list while I devise the test," the curvy educator says.

Simon gulps, "Anything I want?"

"Yes, whatever. But we have to do it at the table," she says. 'Gosh, giving him freedom is a little risky... But it's a good motivation. I know he will be reasonable since his father and Dens are here,' she thinks, confident in her plan.

"Quiet, please," Dennis says, since they forgot to lower their voices. "I got you!" he celebrates poking Pietro.

"Sorry, carrot," the big-busted fiancee apologizes.

Lana concentrates on creating the 12 questions for the next few minutes while Simon focuses on his rewards.

"Whatever I want?" the boy whispers, adjusting his glasses. He seems to be breathing heavily.

She nods, "That was the agreement," she whispers back. The teen gulps.

After they finish, she hands Simon the test. The teen tightly grips the paper that contains his rewards.

"Uhh... Miss Lana... can I see your boobs again? Some motivation before I start," Simon breathes.

The teacher sighs and smiles. 'I guess it's to be expected', she reflects. "Okay," she mouths.

The busty wife-to-be lowers her dress and exposes her majestic breasts to her pupil. The boy groans softly.

She feels instant relief in her nipples. It's almost pleasurable. 'Gosh... I didn't realize the dress was bothering me... I guess I should really talk to the doctor on Thursday,' she thinks.

Dennis chooses this moment to look at his betrothed. She catches his eyes and smiles shyly at her man.

The ginger man turns back to the TV and does a double take back at her. He smiles supportively and returns to his game.

'Oh wow... Dens seems excited about me showing my breasts to Simon... he is so kinky... gosh... and to think that I had no idea before,' she processes, shaking her tits lightly to her student.

She rubs her legs together and feels a wave of arousal emanate from her cooch. Her nipples harden.

'I like when Dens sees me acting naughty... it's so hot... and fun... I guess I really am an exhibitionist,' she thinks, happy to have a "diagnosis".

Feeling good, she covers up and grabs Simon's reward list.

*****

In reality, from his point of view, Dennis couldn't see anything below his future-wife's neck.

*****

While Simon concentrates on his test, the curvy teacher reviews the list of prizes that her student desires.

'First one... "2 questions -- Kiss",' she reads. 'All right... that is fine... "4 questions -- touch tiddies",' she can't help but giggle at the way he wrote it. 'My... that's quite daring, but I guess it's reasonable', she tells herself, biting her bottom lip. 'Let's see... "6 questions -- handjob"! Gosh... I guess I did touch his penis before... and I did say "anything"... Fabio is not holding back... well this is part of the Program... I'm doing this for his education...' she justifies in her head.

Her eyes glance at the 8th question reward, a blowjob.

"Simon... I cannot do this one," Lana whispers while pointing the prize out.

The boy grins at his teacher, "Well... you did it with Prez..." he says.

"Oh, no..." the teacher mutters, knowing she is in a pickle.

"This can count as a rehearsal for tomorrow," the long-haired teen points out. "We did it in the library!" he winks at her. She blushes, remembering the event.

The naive fiancee tries to find as many excuses and justifications as possible. 'The library... last week... seems so long ago...' she reminisces. 'Gee... He knows I did it with Jim, so it's only fair. It's all for his education, right?' she repeats to herself. 'Beside, Mary will be happy I'm rehearsing. And Dens! He will enjoy it when I can lick him on Friday after all this practice.'

Nodding, she picks up the paper and checks the last reward.

It says "10 questions -- sex".

She gasps out loud and panics. "Simon!" she shouts-whispers. "This is preposterous!"

"You said whatever I wanted," the lanky teen shrugs.

"But within reason!" she yells, her voice slipping.

"Shhhhh!" Dennis shushes, gesturing for them to quiet down.

"Sorry, dear," Lana heaves, almost without air.

Simon grins at her and adjusts his glasses. He points at the test and whispers, "I need to focus. Excuse me, Miss Lana."

'The audacity! I can't have sex with him! That's absurd. He is just a boy and I have a fiancee!' she fumes. 'Although the idea is kinda hot...' she feels her nipples stiffening and her coochie getting wet. 'Stop it, this is not proper. I can only do this with Dennis,' she yells at her horny side.

The future-wife's mind whirls at the idea of having intercourse with her student.

'I would have to do it here... in front of his father and my fiancee... that is wild... my first time would be given as a reward to my student... wow... that is so naughty..'

'No... that's crazy. What am I even thinking...'

'This is not going to happen. If push comes to shove, I will find a way out.'

Simon taps her shoulder and hands her his completed test. He smirks cockily.

'Grah... look at his smug face... No... it's not his fault. You did this... you caused this mess, Lana. You need to be more careful in the future,' she reflects. 'Simon is trying hard to learn... look at how quickly he completed the test. Let's check it...'

She begins to review her pupil's answers to take her mind off the indecent reward.

'Good... hmm... that's right... okay, he earned a kiss,' she thinks.

The busty teacher makes a check mark next to the first reward. Simon smiles anxiously.

The scrawny boy gets the next two correct. She makes a mark next to "touch tiddies". Then, to their surprise, he gets the next one wrong. She quickly scribbles the proper answer and shows it to him. He nods.

'Four out of five is great. I am proud of him,' she thinks, pleased. 'Oh, this is correct. And this one too.... I guess the handjob is to be expected,' she thinks, rubbing her thighs together. She can feel her wet cooch twitch with anticipation.

She makes another check mark next to "handjob", and Simon silently cheers. She giggles at his enthusiasm.

'Oh! He got this tricky one, well done,' she thinks, patting him on the back. 'Oh... but this one is not correct... shame...' she thinks unconsciously. She shows him where he went wrong.

To Simon's thrill, his blowjob prize gets confirmed in the following answer.

'Oh gosh... I guess 8 out of 10 means a blowjob,' she evaluates, her heart thumping at the idea. Her nipples throb with arousal as she makes a big mark next to the fourth reward.

The subsequent answer is also correct, meaning there is one question that separates our teacher and the possible loss of virginity.

'Goodness... I am so nervous... if he gets the next one right...' she gulps uneasily. 'It's so bad of me that I want him to get it wrong? I know that as a teacher, I shouldn't root against my student... but... if he gets this one... I... can't.... I...'

The buxom fiance shakes her head and inhales. She holds her breath.

Simon misses the last question. She exhales with relief.

Lana makes an "x" next to the fifth reward.

The boy groans, disappointed. She squeezes his leg in support.

"You did great, Simon," she whispers softly. "I cannot believe you got 9 out of 12 correct. Great progress," she celebrates. 'Would I have gone through with it? Probably not... right? There's no use thinking about it...' she muses.

The skinny teen nods and questions, "That means you will blow me?"

"In due time. You did great... F-a-b-i-o," she says, sultrily emphasizing every letter of his nickname. Her voice is so full of honey that the boy gets goosebumps.

"Uhh...." he blushes, at a loss for words.

She smiles at her adorable student. 'Time to reward him for his hard work', she thinks.

Lana smiles, "What are you waiting for? Kiss me," she says in an urgent tone. Her nipples are creating evident marks against her summer dress.

Their lips mash together, making a naughty sound: *Mwah*!

Then again. *Mwah*! And again. *Mwah*!

'This is so obscene... I want Dens to look... he might like it... look Dens... I'm kissing my student... what a lewd teacher,' she thinks, her cooch on fire.

They smooch some more; *Mwah*! *Mwah*! *Mwah*!

"What is going on? Quiet!" Dennis says. "I need to focus!"

"Just because you're losing!" Pietro mocks him.

"These weird noises are distracting me," the ginger man justifies.

The long-haired cameraman shakes his head, "Excuses, excuses!"

They laugh and continue playing.

'Gosh, maybe he doesn't like it... I need to ask Pietro...' she considers, confused. Lana whispers, "We need to kiss quietly..."

"Maybe it's easier if we move on?" Simon pleads hornily. "Can we?"

Lana sighs. "Incorrigible," she giggles.

The buxom teacher once again lowers her dress and exposes her round, beautiful orbs to her student. Her pink nipples are as hard as diamonds.

"You can touch them..." she mewls softly.

The lanky boy licks his lips, "Don't mind if I do..."

Simon grabs both of his teacher's tits and squeezes.

The wife-to-be urgently covers her mouth, muffling a moan, "Mmmfff!"

Smirking, the AV Club teen starts molesting his teacher with enthusiasm. He gropes and squeezes, admiring each of her perfect melons.

Lana notices that Dennis is looking toward her. 'Oh... is he upset because of the noise?' she thinks.

The ginger man smiles at his fiancee and sends her a kiss. He turns back to his game.

'Oh?' she thinks, surprised. 'He is a voyeur! He likes it. I knew it. If I keep it quiet, he can take sneaky glances at us and enjoy it. Oh, wow... Dens is so kinky...' she thinks.

Distracted by her thoughts, Lana does not realize that Simon is about to suck her tits. He envelopes her hard right nipple with his mouth.

"Ah!" she softly moans unexpectedly.

The AV Club member looks up at his teacher and grins. Lana simply exhales.

'I should stop it... but it feels good... ahhh... It's not really touching... but I guess it's an extension of his reward... I can let him continue for a bit... mmm...' she considers, enjoying the sensation.

The naughty fiancee closes her eyes, enjoying the feeler of her teen student sucking and licking her right boobie.

'It's so dirty to do in front of Dens.... mmm... it's embarrassing... my fiancee not only enjoys it if I fool around with other men, but he encourages it... wow... I... I'm glad Dens likes it... I would never have figured out this type of pleasure otherwise... mmm... it's so improper... but...' her mind whirls, lost in the titty-sucking.

She opens her eyes and locks them with Pietro. The long-haired man is sitting up and looking wide-eyed at the scene taking place at the table.

Lana's mouth falls open and she blushes. "Sorry," she mouths to him.

The man is just dazed by what is happening.

Dennis shoves his lightly. "Hah! I win! Dude, you're playing so bad," he says.

"Uh-huh..." Pietro mumbles, eyes locked into what his son is doing.

"Whatever. Let's change games, then. That way, I can be the reigning champ!" the ginger man says as he prepares to get up.

"No!" Pietro shouts, stunning everyone.

Simon removes his mouth from his teacher's breast and stares at his Dad in confusion. Dennis cocks his head and looks at his friend. Lana swiftly pulls her dress up.

The skinny man blushes. "I.... uh... I'll do it!" he says, rushing to the console.

"Fine. How about Madden?" Dennis suggests.

Pietro nods and changes games. 'Phew! Dennis almost saw it. That would've been bad,' the photographer thinks. 'Hot damn! My son was sucking my friend's fiancee's tits in front of him. And me! This woman is so lewd...' he reflects, formulating a plan.

*****

After Pietro is back in his seat and the boys are entertained with some virtual football, Simon pokes his teacher in the shoulder.

"Can we continue, Miss Lana?" the lanky teen asks.

Her tummy flutters when she thinks of giving him his next reward, a handjob.

'It's for his education,' the buxom fiancee thinks instinctively. She bites her lower lip with expectation.

She nods and watches as her student pulls his pants and undies down a tad, revealing his hard dick.

'Mmm... I almost forgot about it... it's so long and skinny... it looks just like Simon *giggles*. It's around 8 inches if I recall when I measured it... almost double Dens' peepee... geez...' she mulls over as she eyes his manhood.

"I am going to touch your penis now," she quietly warns him.

The boy nods and takes a deep breath.

For the third time, Lana Cox wraps her small, soft hands around Simon's thin cock.

He groans as his teacher's delicate hands feel amazing against his throbbing erection.

"It is so warm and hard..." she whispers hoarsely.

"Ah... we shouldn't... speak," the long-haired teen reminds her. Playfully, she puts her finger to her mouth in a quiet gesture.

The busty teacher starts stroking her student.

'This is naughty... so raunchy... Dens is right there, and I have another man's penis in my hand... I don't think I've ever done this so close to him... it feels different somehow... not wrong... naughtier... hotter... like I am doing something indecent... something I shouldn't... mmm... my cooch is on fire...' the teacher thinks.

Simon brings her back to reality when he starts groping her right boob. She moans softly in response.

For the next minute, Lana concentrates on jerking Simon, who, in turn, squeezes and teases his teacher's titty.

*****

Suddenly, Dennis glances at the studious pair. The ginger man notices that Pietro's son is looking at his fiancee weirdly.

He gives Lana a thumbs up with a questioning expression to ensure she is okay. His beautiful future-wife nods and smiles back.

She is weirdly flushed and breathing a bit heavily. 'It's probably just the warmth in the room,' he reckons and focuses back on his football game.

*****

Lana is elated that her fiancee is checking in on her, 'Aww... he is making sure I am okay... what a good partner,' she thinks as she slides her delicate hand up and down the long shaft of her student's cock.

"Miss... can you blow me now?" Simon pleads with a low whisper. "I'm too close to coming... and I don't want to waste it..."

"Of course, It is your reward for your hard work..." the busty teacher purrs.

She is about to lower herself to his lap when she falters.

'What am I doing?!' she questions.

'Am I really going to lick the penis of my student in my own living room? With his father and my future-husband right here!?'

'He deserves it,' a wicked voice in the back of her head hums.

'True...' she agrees, 'I did promise...'

'I can't believe I am going to do this... lick his pecker...'

'And who am I kidding... I shouldn't say lick... I am going to suck his pecker!'

The sinful voice echoes, 'Suck his dick...'

'I am going to suck his d-dick...' she repeats, her nipples aching at the word.

'It's for the Program, for his education, for Dennis...' she justifies, licking her lip expectantly. Any actual reasoning going out of the window at this point.

Her resolve steeled, the wife-to-be lowers her head to her student's lap. Her pussy is sopping wet and throbbing with desire.

The strong musky smell of his teen dick is enough to make her dizzy.

'Wow... what a manly smell... Dens never smells like this... it's so arousing... erotic... mmm...' she reflects as she takes another whiff.

Her red tongue gingerly makes contact with his cockhead. Simon muffles a groan.

Lana savors her student's taste, 'Mmm, tastes good... I'm glad he's clean...'

The naughty teacher licks his bulbous head again, and he groans and shivers. She giggles softly, almost drunk on the power she holds over him with just a simple action.

Her tongue explores the length of his shaft, going down all the way to the base, where it meets his swollen balls. She laps at his whole length a few times, admiring the size.

'It's so much bigger than Dens... I am glad I can still play with other penises... I would miss the big ones... I mean.... It doesn't matter... but they are better...' she tells herself as her other hand surreptitiously teases her engorged nipples.

The buxom fiance laps at Simon's sausage a few more times. Then, she opens her pretty mouth and, in one swoop, engulfs the head of the boy's dick.

The sensation of his teacher sliding her soft red lips along his cockhead is the best thing he has ever experienced. The teen grunts and puts his hand over his mouth, trying to hold back the desire to come.

Lana smiles, proud of herself. 'Maybe I am getting better! Can't wait to suck Dens' peepee,' she thinks.

She sucks his dickhead as she licks it inside her mouth. Simon groans with approval.

Encouraged, she tries to slide her mouth up and down on his erection. She engulfs almost three inches of his thin manhood, hitting her safe limit. He moans appreciatively.

Lana starts to bob up and down her student's long dick, concentrating on sucking, sliding, and licking at the same time. Simon is in heaven.

They stay like this for half a minute as the teacher finds her rhythm.

It's clear by the boy's face that the event won't last much longer.

"Simon. Simon! Simon?" Dennis calls him. The lanky boy is entirely in the clouds.

'Oh... can Dens see me? I don't think he ever saw me suck a peen... I mean dick... suck a dick before. I wonder if he will like it?' she questions, and she puts extra effort into impressing her fiancee.

Dennis almost shouts, "Simon!"

"Huh?" the long-haired teen mutters, as if awoken from slumber.

"Where did she go?" the ginger man asks.

Simon points down.

'Ah... I guess he can't see... well... maybe it's for the best,' she concludes. 'I'm not sure he is ready... yet... ', the thought comes to her.

"Lana has always been quite clumsy," Dennis chuckles. He mutters to Pietro, "Probably a pen," who nods.

'I'm not clumsy! I should clarify,' she decides. She starts to pull back, but Simon has other plans.

Sensing his impending climax, the boy pushes his teacher's head down on his dick. Lana chokes, and the feeling is too much for the inexperienced teen, who explodes into the busty fiancee's mouth and throat.

As she gags, she feels her student's dick swell and release his pent-up cum. There's so much that it quickly fills her mouth with salty and sticky semen.

'GAH! I can't make a mess!' she panics, making a quick decision to swallow all his seed.

The buxom teacher gulps spurt after spurt of her pupil's hot cum, concentrating to not spill and not gag.

'I... swallowed it..! Simon's cum just went down my throat... gee... that sounds dirty...' she thinks as she guzzles down his semen.

Simon exhales deeply as his ejaculation subsides. A wide, shit-eating grin is stamped on the boy's face.

"You good?" Dennis asks, raising his eyebrow.

Simon gives him a satisfied thumbs-up.

Pietro shakes his head, "My boy can be so weird." The two laugh and continue playing.

As Lana feels Simon's penis shrinking, she quickly gets up and bolts to the guest bathroom.

Dennis turns to Simon after hearing the coughs, "Is Lana okay?"

"Yup, she's dope," the boy slurs, still grinning like a madman. "I'm hungry..." he adds.

"Once you finish your study, we can eat," the ginger man says.

"I'm already done," the long-haired teen smirks. Dennis nods.

*****

Once inside the bathroom, Lana has a coughing fit, unleashing the leftover unswallowed sperm from her mouth.

She looks at herself in the mirror, and her face is a mess, with smudged makeup and disheveled hair. 'I look so dirty... slutty even...' she thinks, as her cooch throbs at her words.

Lana takes the time to recover and cleans herself up.

'Goodness... I can't believe I swallowed so much of Simon's semen... that was a lot! Way more than Dens.'

'It didn't taste bad... not as good as Dens', but... not bad. I kinda like it... maybe it is an acquired taste after all...'

'Hopefully Simon learned a lot from today...' she thinks, not forgetting her teacherly duties.

She feels a pang on her cooch.

'Gosh... I gave a blowjob to my student in my living room while my fiance and his dad were sitting close by... mmm...' she thinks as she caresses her coochie above her panties.

'And I swallowed his cum!' she exclaims as she presses a finger against her throbbing clit.

She can't contain herself, 'Goodness... ahh... I'm so naughty... so dirty...'

'That was so hot...' she thinks as she furiously rubs her aching pussy.

The busty wife-to-be hears some cheering noises.

'Control yourself. I shouldn't do this now. I need to make dinner, I can play later,' she tells her aroused body.

Lana composes herself, freshens up, and returns to the living room.

*****

Day 16 -- Night
*****
Chef Lana
Dennis cannot help but beam at his beautiful wife when she returns to the room.

"Wow, I'm so lucky," he says as he approaches her. "You're glowing, babe!"

"Thanks," she blushes at her lover.

They exchange a quick kiss.

Dennis takes his betrothed's hand and spins her playfully. Her salmon-colored summer dress flares at the bottom, leaving her entire legs exposed.

"You look so hot in your dress," the ginger man whispers in her ear.

"Thanks, Dens," she says shyly.

"Grrrr..." he growls hornily at her and squeezes her bottom surreptitiously.

She gasps softly and slaps his hand. "Control yourself, Mr. Pervert. You have to wait until Friday. Your exam," she reminds him.

"Yeah, yeah...." he mopes.

"Lovebirds, get a room!" Pietro jokes, and his son laughs. The couple blushes.

"I s-should go... uh... make dinner," Lana stammers, rushing to the kitchen.

Dennis returns to the couch. "Damn dude, didn't need to shame her," he shakes his head.

"I didn't think she got ashamed," Pietro shrugs.

"I don't even know what you mean!" the ginger man says, picking up the controller.

*****

Lana is distracted preparing dinner when she feels a hand pinch her bottom.

"Ah! Dens!" she chastises, looking back.

It is Pietro. He chuckles at her reaction.

"Oh... what are you doing here?" she asks, confused. The kitchen is her domain.

"I'm here to help you," the long-haired photographer says.

"What about Dens and Simon?" Lana inquires.

"He's showing my son his game collection. After that, they will play," Pietro shrugs.

"Oh, I see," she says.

"Dennis asked me to help you cook," the thin man explains.

The big-titted fiancee nods her head, "Alright, thanks."

"By the way... your nipple is out," Pietro points out.

She looks down, and her nipple is poking out of her dress. Her sizeable pink areola is largely exposed.

"Eeep!" she quickly covers, embarrassed. "Sorry, must have shuffled when cooking..."

"No problem, I already saw them today a bunch of times," he winks. He assures her, "They're perfect."

"Ah, t-thanks," the wife-to-be replies, flushed.

Pietro starts chopping veggies while Lana makes a sauce. They are silent for a few minutes.

"I saw what you did," the lanky tall man says out of the blue.

Lana's heart races. She squeaks, "W-what do you mean?"

Pietro clears his throat, "*Caham*... why were you letting my son grab your tits?" he questions.

"Oh... uh... it was his r-reward," the curvy teacher replies anxiously. She shuffles in place, 'Why am I nervous?'

His eyebrow raises. "Reward for what?" he asks, squinting.

"Umm... for getting questions right in the test," she explains, avoiding his stare.

"Ooooh... what a naughty teacher," Pietro chuckles. "Did you like doing it in front of your boyfriend?"

"Fiancee..." she mutters, avoiding his question.

"Riiiight," the long-haired man says. After a brief pause, "Can I seem 'em, then?"

"See what?" she asks.

Pietro brings his hands to his chest, acting like cupping a pair of melons. "Your big titties," he says nonchalantly.

Lana gasps, not expecting him to say that. She blushes.

The busty teacher is still horny beyond belief due to the blowjob from earlier. Her cooch and nipples throb in response.

She nods shyly and lowers her dress without thinking about the consequences, exposing her round orbs to her future-husband's best friend.

"Dennis is so damn lucky," he says, amazed by her breasts.

The curvy fiance blushes but also remembers something she wants to ask Pietro.

"Do you think Dens is a cuck?" she asks bluntly.

He slowly peels his eyes off her majestic knockers and stares dumbfounded at the naive wife-to-be. "Huh?!" he blurts out.

"Is Dens a cuck?" she repeats her question while she pulls her summer dress up.

Pietro is caught off-guard. He thinks Dennis is almost entirely unaware of the majority of things that his slutty wife is doing. He really likes his friend and decides it's not yet the right time to reveal this info. The photographer decides to play it cool.

"Why would you think that?" he asks, resuming chopping the veggies.

"Oh... uhm... that is what people say..." the buxom teacher explains. And goes silent.

He is stuck. He has no idea what to say. He opens his mouth, ready to make up an excuse.

Lana saves him by continuing, "But I do not think so... I have been thinking... he likes when I... ermm... this is kinda embarrassing..." she says, red in the face.

The long-haired man encourages her, "Please go on, we're friends and we want the best for Dennis."

She takes a deep breath. "He likes when I... show off... and... fool around with others."

Pietro furrows his brow: that does not seem to be totally accurate. He decides to let her continue her line of thinking. "Well, he can't stop talking about your body and how hot you are," he says earnestly.

"Wow... I did not realize..." the wife-to-be puts her hand on her chin. "That does make sense... a lot... do you think he likes to watch?"

Pietro wants to be honest with her. "I'm not sure. Sometimes," he shrugs. "Maybe when you're showing off...."

"Mm-hmm, I think he is a voyeur," Lana adds, happy that he seems to agree with her logic.

"That makes sense," he concurs, "but I don't think he likes it when you're doing more sexy stuff," he elaborates.

"Ah, I see... but I need to do that for training," she blurts out.

"Training?" the photographer questions.

"Err... ah... oops," she covers her mouth. "Well, the cat is out of the bag. I have been training sexually to be better for Dens," the big-titted fiancee reveals.

"Oh, interesting..." he mutters, assuming that Dennis and Lana have a secret arrangement he is unaware of. He concludes that his friend has a way kinkier side than he ever imagined. He decides to be supportive. "That's a great idea! Dennis deserves the best," Pietro grins.

"He does! My carrot is amazing," the curvy fiancee beams. "I am glad you became his friend!"

"Me too," the long-haired man nods. "And... uh... out of curiosity," he says casually, "what have you been training? Uhh... your... vagina?"

"No!" Lana exclaims, horrified at the notion. "We are saving ourselves for marriage..."

"Oh, right..." he nods as if it was common knowledge or a regular occurrence.

"So, I cannot do that yet... just... uhmm..." she turns crimson before resuming in a quieter tone, "My mouth... fooling around... getting used to situations. Just getting practice for Dens..." she adds, shuffling in place.

"Woah!" Pietro howls at the bombastic news. "Uh... anything else?" he asks, curious.

"Uhm... Dens is not interested in my butt..." Lana mumbles shyly. "So, I have been practicing with Teddy to get better--"

Pietro interrupts her, "You're letting someone fuck your ass?!?"

"No!" she gasps, appalled. "I mean... Teddy is my toy. A butt plug..." she says, blushing.

"Oh!" he facepalms and chuckles, "Silly me... of course."

"So, what do you really think?" the busty brunette asks eagerly.

Pietro strokes his hair, deep in thought. Lana winces at the awkward silence.

"Lana..." he says.

"Y-yes?" she grimaces, anxious about what he is about to say.

"I have to say you'll be a great wife to Dennis. My friend is really lucky to have you!" the tall, skinny man says.

"You mean it?" she smiles.

"Yup! I won't pretend I one hundred percent understand you guys' kinks, but I can see that you make Dennis truly happy. And he makes you happy, too. As long as that continues, you both have my full support," he smiles genuinely.

The buxom fiancee beams happily.

*****

Dennis and Simon return to the living room with a bunch of games and sit on the couch, excited to play. Pietro glances at them, and he has an idea.

"Now, to put your mind at rest..." the photographer clears his throat lightly before saying the next part. "Do you want to test if Dennis is a cuck or a voyeur?"

The wife-to-be nods, "I do... but how?"

"I can molest you... I mean... grope you," he corrects, "and then I can tell Dens and see what he thinks," he proposes.

Pietro can't help himself. He is exceptionally horny from that morning and seeing Lana's breasts. And while he doesn't want to betray his new best friend, just touching a tiny bit won't hurt. Right?

He promises to himself that he won't do anything drastic. He determines that touching the busty woman is okay. He would be betraying his friend if his fiancee touched him, but that won't be the case.

"And don't worry, you won't touch me," the long-haired man continues. "At all. That's a line I won't cross," he swears. "Only I can touch you," he explains.

"Oh, I see..." she ponders. 'That makes sense... I guess... yeah... Dens will probably open up to him... like a dude thing. It's probably better than what Mary has been suggesting,' she concludes.

"And then later, once I leave, you can talk to him about it," the cameraman adds.

"Okey-dokey, sounds like a good idea," Lana agrees.

He nods, unable to hide a tiny grin of excitement.

"Thanks, Pietro," Lana says, "for helping Dens and me out. You are a great friend!"

"You're welcome; glad to help," he says, approaching the ripe, curvy fiancee.

The long-haired man doesn't waste any time.

One hand flies to her dress-covered breast and another to her ample bottom. He squeezes and gropes them.

Lana moans softly, enjoying the massage. 'Mmm... I'm so happy my boyfri-err... fiancee.. has a new buddy. Pietro is so good... mmm.... to him...' she thinks as the photographer molests her naughty parts.

His hand slithers under her dress and slides inside her panties, groping her ass directly.

"Oh... feels goooood..." she mutters hoarsely. Her coochie is drenched

Next, his other hand travels inside her dress to find her bare boobie.

"Your nipple is so hard," he states. "Do you like this?"

She nods shyly, "I cannot help it... it is involuntarily..." she excuses.

"Of course," Pietro chuckles.

Getting carried away, the hand inside her panties travels until it finds her sopping wet cooch.

"Fuck... you're drenched... you really love this," he says, breathing heavily.

"Ah.... mmm... do not forget you are just testing to see if Dens likes it..." she reminds him.

"For sure," he mutters, his hard cock straining his pants.

The photographer starts to rub her slit. The busty fiancee can't help but moan at his touch.

Her mind starts to get lost in the heat, 'It feels so good... mmmm.... so hot... I'm so aroused... goodness.... yess....'

Pietro's finger slips inside her virgin cunt.

"Ahhhhhh..." she moans gutturaly. "Oh... my!" she exclaims as his finger goes deeper.

He starts to slide his digit in and out of her pussy. Pietro has a wild look on his face; he is pure lust.

"Take that, slut..." he mumbles, "You love it..."

"Gosh... Pietro... too much..." she mutters, knowing they are entering a danger zone.

"Lana!" Dennis shouts from the couch, waking up his friend. "Is dinner almost ready?"

She pushes the photographer away. "Ah... just a bit more, hun!" she shouts back.

Pietro steps away from her, almost in a trance state. "Uhh... sorry... I don't know what took over... I... I... haven't had sex in over two years... my wife...." he hurriedly explains.

'Gee... that's right! His wife passed away recently... gosh,' she thinks.

The curvy fiancee sighs. "It is okay. I agreed to it," she says, exasperated. "Now go talk to Dens about it," she reminds him.

Nodding, he jolts toward the couch.

She sighs again in frustration. 'It felt so good... mmm... his finger was amazing... such a shame I didn't orgasm... maybe after they leave,' she ponders.

The horny teacher resumes the dinner preparations.

*****

Dinner

"Here's to an excellent host!" Pietro cheers, lifting his glass of water.

"And to a delicious meal!" Dennis joins in.

"And to the best teacher in the world!" Simon adds.

They clink their glasses.

Blushing furiously, Lana is almost at a loss for words. "Thanks, g-guys..." she says happily.

"You deserve it, babe. You give your everything all the time," the ginger fiancee says earnestly.

The guys continue inflating Lana's ego as they eat, talking about all her good qualities.

"You're so lucky, man. Smarts and hot, dangerous combo!" the long-haired photographer says.

The busty teacher blushes.

"I know, I'm not sure what she saw in me," Dennis laughs. "But I won't complain!"

"Do not say that, silly carrot. You are a wonderful partner," she says. 'Although with a small peepee,' she hears the thought come into her head. 'Stop... it doesn't matter... I love him,' she argues.

Simon agrees, "Yeah, dude. You're cool. I'm glad my Dad has someone to play games with!"

They all concur and continue with their meal.

"And if we can look at your girl while we do it, I won't complain!" Pietro says, putting his hands up. "I'm joking!" he says and laughs. His son laughs with him. Dennis smiles forcefully, and Lana blushes.

The naive wife-to-be feels her student's hand touch her bare leg. She smiles at him and ignores it.

"Speaking of girl, I talked to you both about my photography portfolio," Pietro comments as he eats.

"Oh, yeah..." Dennis acknowledges as he munches on some food.

The photographer's face saddens, "It's been really tough to get work outside of town..."

"Hmm..." the ginger man grumbles with a full mouth.

Simon's hand slides up Lana's bare thigh, under her dress. He stops a palm from her cooch. She glances at him and scowls. He grins at his teacher.

"So I would really appreciate it if Lana could pose for me sometime," the lanky cameraman continues. "Of course, she would be... well compensated for it!" the way he says that makes it sound sexual.

Dennis swallows his food and asks, "It's just regular photos?"

"Mostly modeling photos. Maybe some swimsuits or nightwear," the long-haired man explains.

"Ah..." the tall fiancee mutters, his mind imagining his betrothed in all sorts of poses and outfits. He shuffles in his seat.

"Ohh!" Lana exclaims. Simon's hand had just made contact with her pussy, through her red panties.

"Don't worry, they'll be professional and tasteful!" Pietro hurriedly says, thinking the busty woman is displeased.

The teacher grabs her student's hand and moves it away. He makes an unhappy face. Then Simon grabs her hand and puts it on his leg. She scoffs but decides to leave it there.

"No n-nudity, right?" Dennis asks, uncertain.

"Can't show full nudity in the public portfolio," Pietro says adamantly. Although the way he phrases it is a bit vague.

"I see... I guess that's fine then," Dennis gives his blessing. "What do you think, babe?"

"Please, help me?" Pietro begs.

'He needs my help.... and he's saying they will be tasteful. And Dennis is on board... I guess it's fine, then. It's just some photos. He already took some of me today... and in a way worse situation...' she ponders.

"If you are not opposed, hun, I can help him," Lana says yes.

"You can come too, dude," Pietro says to his friend, who nods.

Deciding to be a bit bolder, Simon grabs her hand and moves to his cock. She freezes for a second and feels his erection growing.

'Oh gosh... Simon is getting audacious... I shouldn't do this now, we are eating. And Dens and Pietro are talking to us. It's not right, I need to set some boundaries,' she decides.

Lana moves her hand away but can't resist giving a squeeze on his hardening cock before doing so. He groans, but she shoots him daggers, and the teen decides to concentrate on his food.

"Was Pietro professional today, babe?" Dennis asks his future-wife.

She nods. "He was. He just needs to pick his other models more carefully," she says.

"I see. Will there be other models in this one?" the ginger man asks, curious.

"That's a great idea," the photographer says. "Do you mind if your fiancee poses with another model?"

"As long as it is a more professional person," Lana says and Pietro nods.

"Ahmm..." Dennis stammers, not particularly happy imagining his fiancee taking photos posing with another man.

"I bet you'd like to see Lana with another hot girl," Pietro teases him.

"Oh..." the ginger man's eyes widen. He hadn't thought of that.

"Imagine them two in bikinis," the long-haired man rouses his friend's imagination.

Dennis imagines Cynthia and Lana posing half-naked. He turns crimson.

"Pervert!" the buxom brunette says.

They all laugh at him.

"I guess that's a yes to the second model then," Pietro grins. "Pictures of a lovey-dovey couple might be good," he mutters, thinking out loud.

"When are we doing it?" Lana interrupts his thoughts.

Pietro shrugs, "This Sunday?"

"We have the AV club booth this Sunday!" Simon points out.

"Another time then..." his lanky father says.

"Cool! What are you guys doing this time?" Dennis asks, curious.

Simon reveals excitedly, "It'll be a kissing both!"

"K-kissing?" the ginger fiancee's eyes almost pop out of their sockets.

"Yeah. You buy a ticket and get to kiss Miss Lana!" the teen explains.

"Are you okay with that, Lana?" Pietro asks, surprised.

The busty teacher blushes and shuffles in place. "I am their club supervisor, so I need to help them. I will do this for my students," she justifies.

The long-haired cameraman smiles, "What a dedicated teache-"

"You can't do that!" Dennis interrupts, turning slightly red.

Lana gasps, astounded at her future-husband's reaction. "Dens?!"

"You shouldn't kiss everyone, you're my fiancee..." he mutters, trying to compose his thoughts.

"It won't even involve tongue!" Simon says.

"It's just a simple kiss, dude," Pietro says, putting his hand on his friend. "Right, Lana?"

The thin, long-haired man looks at the busty fiancee and grins. At the same time, she feels something rubbing against her panty-clad vagina. She looks down, and between her slightly open legs is his sock-covered foot.

'Goodness... this is so dirty and wrong... but... mmm... this feels nice...' she thinks, enjoying the contact. "I guess..." she hoarsely replies to his question.

"This feels different..." Dennis protests.

"How?" his lanky friend questions. He presses his foot firmly against Lana's sex. She muffles a groan.

"People paying money to kiss my fiancee, it's odd... I don't know..." the ginger man mutters, his mind whirling.

Simon asks, "Would you prefer she did it for free?"

"Ahh... humm... usually, Dens does not mind if I kiss other men," the busty wife-to-be points out as Pietro's foot sneakily continues to massage her cooch.

"Huh?!" Dennis blurts out.

"Oh?" the long-haired teen smirks, interested in where this is going.

Lana nods. "It is true. On our second day, he asked me to kiss the mayor, for example, and then on another day it was on the lips! And he agreed that I kiss my students because of it... and our neighbor Jack. And I kissed his coworkers... and Greg...." she recounts.

"We get it!" Dennis interrupts, his face crimson. He seems to be breathing raggedly.

Dennis knows she is right. He is the one who started the whole thing, and he let it get out of hand due to his work and what he did with Cynthia. He even kind of consented to let Uwe kiss Lana on their date.

'Can I let Lana kiss a bunch of random guys for money? People from town... our friends... everyone will know!' the ginger man thinks as he imagines his betrothed kissing people. He feels his crotch stir.

"Kisses are innocent... it's not like there's love or passion," Pietro explains. "Simon, boy. Please kiss Lana," he demands as he teases the busty woman with his foot.

"Eh!?" Dennis stammers.

Without hesitation, the teenager turns to his teacher. She glances at him, and he makes a kissy face.

The buxom fiancee hesitates and looks at her future-husband. Dennis looks like a deer in the headlights. But there is something odd in his eyes. She waits for a second as if allowing him to stop it. He doesn't move or peep.

'He really does not mind. He said they were harmless before... so I'm not sure what happened now. Maybe he is embarrassed to admit it in front of his friend... or maybe the idea of selling my kisses is too much... almost like prostitution... like selling my body... mmm,' she reflects as her cooch throbs at the naughty idea and against Pietro's massage. 'No... no... that's not right. This is nothing like it! This is for a good cause, I'm not doing it for myself or for money,' she tells herself.

Lana leans forward and quickly smooches Simon on the lips.

"See, no big deal!" Pietro says with a wide grin. He pokes his toe into her opening. He feels her tremble. "Don't be jealous, dude. Lana is only yours. And you know... everyone in town is jealous of you."

"Really?" Dennis nods.

Simon nods, "It's true, Mr. Laywood. She's the best and the hottest," the boy says earnestly.

"So, at the end of the day, she will return to your arms," Pietro tells his friend as he pulls his foot away from Lana's sex. She exhales loudly.

"Okay... I guess there's no harm in it then..." the ginger man mutters. "F-for the club!" he adds hurriedly.

"You're the best, dude! Thanks!" Simon says, getting up. "I have to go now. Herb is waiting to raid."

Simon leaves after giving his teacher a goodbye hug.

'It's a shame we couldn't even tell Dens the details about the booth, the conversation got derailed... some other time perhaps,' she thinks as they embrace.

Lana cleans up the table while Dennis and Pietro chill on the couch and chat about a game.

*****

Cleanup Crew

Lana is distracted washing the dinner dishes when she feels a hand grope her ass.

"Ah! Dens!" she chastises, looking back.

It is Pietro again, grinning.

"He's snoozing on the couch," the long-haired cameraman points.

Lana glances at her fiancee, and, sure enough, his eyes are closed.

"I'm here to help you clean up," the skinny man smirks.

Lana smiles and hands him a wet plate to dry. They resume doing the dishes.

"I talked to Dennis about the cuckolding thing," Pietro says out of the blue.

The busty teacher snaps toward him, her heart racing. "Really? What did he say?"

"I don't think he wants to know any of it," he explains as he dries a plate. "So, it's better not to talk to him about it directly."

"Ah..." she says.

"You were right... he just likes to watch you do stuff. Mainly when you show off," the long-haired man continues.

"Ah!" she exclaims, happy to be correct about her man. 'I know Dens!' she thinks warmly.

Pietro nods, "But he doesn't want to talk about it. Ever," he emphasizes.

"Oh... really?" she asks, a tiny bit puzzled.

The lanky photographer shrugs, "Yeah. I know it seems weird, but it's a fetish thing."

"Hmm, I can understand that..." the future-wife says under her breath. 'I am an exhibitionist after all...' she considers.

They finish putting the last of the dishes away.

Suddenly, the cameraman pulls out his soft dick and wiggles it.

"Goodness, Pietro! What are you doing?" Lana asks, surprised. She instantly feels her coochie clamp at the sight of his member.

"So, Lana, to test it out, I asked Dennis to look at us do something spicy," the dark-haired man says as he tugs at his hardening tool.

"But..." she stutters, the idea seems outrageous.

"He consented to stop us if he dislikes any of it," Pietro adds, quenching partially her worries.

"Oh..." she mutters, 'Maybe it's okay?'

The photographer continues, "He agreed to let you know what he thought if you ask him if 'he had fun today'." He adds, "Keep your question vague, he doesn't want to discuss things..."

'Pietro is such a good friend to Dens... I'm glad he's here to support us. If this is what Dens wants, then I will do it. I will do spicy things with his best friend. For my silly carrot's sake,' the curvy future-wife evaluates.

"Mm-hmm," the teacher bites her lip, staring at him, playing with his hardening erection. "What do we do then?"

"Ung... lower your dress and... Uhh... kneel in front of me," the skinny cameraman says.

*****

Dear reader, please do not think badly of Pietro, he is super horny from this morning, and he believes Lana and Dennis have some sort of agreement.

The photographer swore to not betray his friend's trust... but maybe just a bit.

He won't do anything drastic, he told himself. He decided that he wouldn't let her touch him with her hands. That way, he will avoid crossing any lines.

He thinks Dennis and Lana are both kinky as heck, so maybe they will be into it. He had never met someone as kinky as them. Maybe the Winston-Phillips. Jade comes to mind. Pietro equates Lana to a prototype of Jade.

He can't wait to see what happens in the future with his new friends.

*****

Lana lowers herself in front of the lanky man. She looks up at him, "Uhh... and now what?"

"I... p-promised Dennis that you wouldn't touch my dick..." he explains.

She nods.

"So come closer and approach my dick with your mouth..." the man grunts.

Lana obediently does so. Her face is only a few inches away from the head of his cock.

"Umm... and now what?" she asks, mesmerized by his member. 'Oh gosh... he has such a nice long peen... maybe half an inch smaller than Simon's... but much bigger than Dens... wow... what is up with the men of this town and big dicks?' she thinks, amused. 'Maybe it's something in the water...'

Pietro is furiously jerking off now, aiming toward her face.

"Since you can't touch my dick... uhhh... imma cum in your mouth..." he explains.

"Oh, my..." she mutters, her cooch throbbing at the idea of receiving his hot seed.

"Guhh..." he grunts, resting his cockhead on her plump rosy lips.

"Are you sure this is not touching?" she asks as his dick is against her mouth.

The photographer groans, "Yeah... it doesn't count... your lips don't count as you touching me..."

"Mmm... okay..." the busty fiancee accepts, too horny to think straight.

His hand picks up the pace. "Open wide slut..." Pietro grunts.

"Ahhhh..." she says, opening her mouth to accept his sausage. He slides his dickhead a little inside her wanton mouth, the underside of his head resting against her soft lower lip.

"Fuck... unng... show me... your fat tits..." he croaks.

The busty future-wife submissively lowers her summer dress, once again exposing her large breasts to her fiancee's best friend.

Lana's nipples are throbbing and as hard as diamonds. She can't resist tweaking and playing with them while the long-haired photographer masturbates against her mouth.

"Uhhh... I'm so close...." the slim man says as he jerks his sausage.

The buxom fiancee opens even wider, "Ahhh...." She then slides her tongue under Pietro's dick, letting the tip of her tongue hang out of her mouth.

"Oh, fuck!" he groans, the sensation too much for his overstimulated member.

Lana feels his shaft swell as his semen makes its way to the tip. She feels the first spurt hit the back of her throat.

She almost gags, but she resists. A mascara tear runs down her face. Realizing this is good training, the teacher closes her mouth around his cockhead and bears as Pietro drains his balls down her throat.

"Guuuhhhhh... you're amazinggg...." Pietro shouts as he ejaculates in her mouth.

The familiar taste of spunk attacks her taste buds. 'Mmm... not bad...' she thinks as she dutifully swallows his warm, nutty, and salty seed. 'Similar to his son's...'

Jet after jet of cum fills the pretty teacher's mouth. She does her best to swallow it all.

After finishing, Pietro steps back, exhausted.

"That was the best," the lanky cameraman says, breathless. "I hadn't come this hard in years... I was so pent up!"

"Gulp...." she finishes swallowing. "I noticed," she giggles.

Lana hands him a tissue so he can clean up. They compose themselves.

"I should get out of your hair now," the long-haired man says. "Don't forget to talk to Dennis!"

"I will. Thanks for tonight... it was... eye-opening... and fun," the busty fiancee says. 'It was great to make sure Dennis is a voyeur and what he expects of me. I'm so happy!' she thinks.

"Thank you! And it was. Everything makes sense now," Pietro says. "Also, you were fantastic. I'm happy my friend has someone so cool as you by his side," Pietro says.

She smiles shyly, "And you! You are a great friend to Dens!"

Lana escorts the photographer out the door, and they exchange a chaste peck before he leaves.

*****

Couple Time
Lana sits next to Dennis on the couch.

"Oh... what?" the ginger man says, waking up.

"Hi, hun," the busty fiancee mewls, cuddling to her man.

"What happened? Where is Pietro?" Dennis asks, confused.

Lana smiles, "He just left, silly."

"Ah, sorry. I took a pill after dinner and I got so tired," he explains. It was a pill Cynthia gave him.

She grins at him as if she is in on a secret. 'He's going so far for this ruse, it's so cute,' she thinks, her heart fluttering.

"Are you fine now?" she asks, a hint of mischief in her voice.

The husband-to-be nods, "I feel better now..."

'Hmm... he seems fine... so that's is what he wants? Interesting... I better ask what Pietro suggested,' she recalls.

"That is good. And did you have fun today, dear?" the big-titted teacher asks curiously.

"Yeah, I had a great evening!" Dennis declares.

Lana is surprised, 'So Pietro is right, he loved it! That is really what he wants, to watch me in secret and not talk about it directly. Well, that is good to know. I feel like we are closer now,' she thinks happily.

"That is great, hun. I am glad you have a great friend!" the curvy brunette says.

"Me too, Pietro is awesome. And you did great, babe," he winks at her. "Dinner was delicious, and I had a good time," he adds.

They hug each other lovingly. Both fiancees are extremely happy with the night.

"Uhhh... babe..." Dennis mumbles awkwardly.

Lana smiles at him, "What is it, hun?"

"I didn't like when you showed your bare bum and panties in front of Pietro and Simon..." the ginger man says uneasily.

"Oh..." she grimaces, a bit confused. "I am sorry, it just happened," she explains. 'That's confusing... I thought he enjoyed it...' she thinks, utterly bewildered.

"I'd rather you don't show guests your school panties," Dennis says.

"Ah!" she exclaims, catching up to what he meant.

'Dennis is so naughty! His wording was weird and vague on purpose! Just like Pietro said,' she processes. 'Hmm... so he is saying that other panties are okay, just not the school ones. Very lewd. Oh, wait! Goodness... does he mean no panties is preferred?' she thinks, perplexed.

"You would prefer if they did not see my panties?" the busty wife-to-be asks, seeking confirmation.

Dennis chuckles at his betrothed. "Yes, of course..." he says, caressing her face.

"Okey-dokey, if that is what you want," she says. 'Wow, Dens is so perverted!'

"Thanks, baby. You're the best," the ginger man says, giving his fiancee a peck.

They cuddle for a bit, and suddenly, she remembers the biology supplement and Roger.

"Uhmmm... Dens... I did something bad..." she confesses, looking up at her future-husband.

"What happened?" he asks worriedly.

"Roger was super rude during the photos today. He said bad things about me and you!" she says, outraged.

"What?! What a d-bag!" Dennis exclaims.

"I know," she agrees. "I am sorry, I think things went too far... I let that man... I think he is so evil... disgusting and mean... to say bad things about it and..." she spews, her thoughts all over the place.

Dennis scowls, a little confused. "Oh, no... Did you tell him that?"

"I did! I asked who he thought he was, and to never talk about you again. I said we were done..." the busty teacher says, looking at her fiancee expectantly.

"Good, good. You did good, babe," he smiles caringly at her.

"Really?" she asks, her face full of relief.

The ginger man nods. "Yes, you shouldn't waste time with rude people," he states.

Lana thinks for a second. "Hmm, I better focus on the nice ones, right?" she questions.

"Yep, exactly. Bad-mannered people don't deserve your attention," he says, glad she understands.

"Thanks, hun. For making me feel better," she beams at him. 'So, I was spot on. That's why I felt weird. Because Roger is not deserving of me. I need to help good people, and Dennis supports me on that,' she reflects.

He beams back at his betrothed, "Any time, I'm here for you!"

They snuggle for a minute, and both fiancees are happy for the extra serotonin.

"And speaking of people with terrible manners... Uwe... ugh," Dennis says, massaging his temples.

"Oh, yes. Tell me about that..." Lana says sympathetically.

"I forgot until now... but you were half-naked on Zoom this morning!" the ginger man says.

Lana gasps. "What?!? Oh no!" the buxom fiancee exclaims, covering her mouth.

"Yep... it was horrible, everything was out..." Dennis says glowering.

"I hope they did not see..." she mewls.

"The guys saw it, clear as day! Uwe showed me the photos!" the ginger man grimaces.

Lana feels her coochie clamping. 'Dennis' coworkers all saw me on the camera... I should hate it... but... it's kinda hot... did they see my cooch? I better make sure...' she ponders, rubbing her thighs together and stimulating her wet pussy.

"Oh, gosh... sorry, hun," she apologizes. "Did... uhmm... they see... my cooch?" she asks. Her nipples throb at the question.

"Yeah! Crystal clear," Dennis laments. She gasps, but it's almost a sexual moan.

"It was an accident..." Lana whispers, her voice is full of lust. 'They did... they saw me... I know Dens is upset, but it's hot... that his new coworkers know how I look like naked... wow.... I'm so indecent... I need to control myself. This must be because I'm pent up from earlier,' she justifies.

Dennis sighs. He knows it's not his wife's fault. "I'm not mad at you, babe. Just please be careful when I am in meetings," he requests.

She nods, "I will... sorry again..."

"It's okay, and uh... like I said... he wants to do lunch tomorrow," the ginger man says unhappily.

"Mm-hmm", Lana murmurs.

Dennis scowls, "He keeps calling it a... d-date," he bumbles.

"Is it a date?" she asks. 'There are so many implications if it is...'

"I guess Uwe is convinced it is..." the tall fiance sighs. "It's hard to get it out of his head. So, please, bear with him, babe," he says, massaging his temples again.

"Okay... I will be good, hun," Lana promises. "What about a kiss?"

"Uwe asked for that..." Dennis says, and Lana starts thinking about it. "But again, that's preposterous. He's an insolent fool."

Lana, however, doesn't hear the second part, her mind is already busy. 'So it is a date! I guess I need to behave like I would on a date... oh gosh... I don't like that man. He keeps causing problems for Dens. And now I need to be good to him? Gee. I guess I have to. Anything for Dens,' she evaluates.

"Ugh... just be extra nice to him," Dennis repeats anxiously.

"You said that this morning," she giggles.

"Sorry... I'm worried," he says. Lana sees genuine concern on his face.

The buxom fiancee hugs her man. "Do not worry, dear," she whispers as she tousles his hair.

Dennis mutters, "He's a bit out of control, but the President needs me to step up..."

"You can count on my help," Lana assures him.

"I don't know what I would do without you," he smiles at her.

"Be sad!" the big-titted brunette giggles.

"True," the ginger man laughs.

'Uwe... this man... I don't like him a bit. At all. Like Dens said, I need to bear it. This will help him with his work. Hopefully, I can convince Uwe to stop causing Dens trouble. I will do anything he asks as long as he stops being my fiancee's pain in the bum,' she decides, determined.

Dennis chuckles out of nowhere. "Uwe is so out of his mind. He keeps asking for photos," he says.

Lana's eyes widen. "Naughty ones?" she asks, curious.

"Yeah! He's unhinged and brazen!" Dennis comments.

'That would be an easy thing to do... maybe he'll be better behaved,' the busty fiancee thinks.

"Should I send him some?" she asks, dead serious.

"He would love that!" Dennis says sarcastically and then chuckles.

'I guess that's a yes. Glad Dens thinks Uwe would like them, means they will be effective,' she evaluates, not having captured his sarcasm.

"Argh!" the ginger man exclaims. "He's definitely gunning for my job!"

"Are you sure, hun?" Lana says, knowing her man is fantastic at his work. "You are the smartest and best at your job."

"I know... He can't compete with me in that regard, but he's trying to sabotage me and take over!" Dennis points out.

"Ah, my silly carrot. Uwe is probably harmless," the busty teacher says, trying to give the man the benefit of the doubt. She is too good and naive.

"He put a picture up of you in the kitchen!" the ginger man exclaims.

Lana gasps. "Naked?!?" she croaks.

"No, just your face... but he put some others of some other women naked," Dennis points out.

"Oh, weird," the buxom wife-to-be says. "He seems a little crass and vulgar," she adds.

"Totally! He is a misogynist and gross," Dennis says. "But thanks for the help, babe," he smiles.

"You are welcome, dear," she says.

They cuddle for a bit more.

*****

Winstok

"Dens! There is this new app called Winstok!" Lana says excitedly.

"Oh?" the bumbling man says, intrigued.

Lana tells her fiancee all about the new popular application that Professor Henry and his class made.

"Erotic dancing? Sexually suggestive themes?" he asks, wide-eyed.

"You know how teens are," the busty fiancee says dismissively.

Dennis nods and swallows. "And it's only for the school?"

"Mm-hmm! Students and faculty," she explains.

"Hold on... So you're part of it?" the ginger man asks apprehensively.

"Yup! It is so fun!" she beams.

"Uhh... so they get to see you dancing sexually?" he asks with a troubled expression.

"It is just for entertainment!" she excuses. "I can show them to you," she adds.

"Hmm, okay," he mutters, unconvinced. However, Dennis is intrigued by his wife's fun, naughty videos. He concludes that if Winstok is anything like other apps, it's probably harmless.

Lana opens her profile and shows it to her husband-to-be. He notices she already has dozens of followers.

"Why does it say 'big-titted teacher' under your name?" he asks, his stomach turning.

"Ugh... Prof Henry created my profile. He is a bit of an old perverted," she excuses.

Dennis nods, "Ah, I remember him. Can you remove it?"

"I will try later. I need to learn how to use this," she smiles excitedly. Dennis decides to drop it for now, he has bigger fish to fry.

Lana innocently shows her betrothed her first Winstok.

The ginger man watches the screen as his beautiful fiancee does a little dance and then shakes her breasts at the camera. They are barely contained by a tight gray blouse, and their jiggly movement is quite noticeable.

"Are you wearing a bra?" Dennis asks, his tummy in knots.

"Of course not, silly. Or else you would not get this movement!" she replies as if it's the most normal thing in the world.

Dennis gulps and feels a stir in his crotch, knowing his wife shared a video of her dancing braless online. 'Kinda hot...' he thinks, admiring it.

She bounces eagerly, "Let me show you the next one!"

The next clip comes up, and Lana is shaking her butt to the camera. Her dancing is not very good, but her tight white skirt lets her bubble bottom jiggle enticingly. Dennis breathes in relief, thankfully this one seems a bit on the tamer side.

He furrows his brow. "Why are there some grunts?"

"No idea," Lana says earnestly. She didn't realize that Henry was tugging his meat while recording.

At long last, she swipes to her third Winstok, the naughtiest one.

Dennis watches as his future-wife looks at the camera and slightly lifts her skirt, exposing her cheeky red panties. He gasps at the same time that his penis grows. Lana asks the camera if "this seat is taken". Then, she sits down toward the camera. Dennis thinks he is going to have a heart attack as he sees Lana's tiny panties wedging between her plump bottom. Then her butt covers the screen. For a second, Dennis is sure he spotted a sliver of her asshole escaping from the side of the panties. But he cannot be sure without going frame by frame.

"What do you think?" she asks keenly.

"Woah... this..." he mumbles, at a loss for words. His dick twitches as he re-watches the start of the video again, where Lana lifts her skirt to expose her panties.

"Do you like it?" the busty teacher asks passionately. 'I hope he does,' she thinks warmly.

"Uh... I do, but... babe, what the heck!" he complains.

"Eek," she squeaks, like a wounded animal. Her excitement deflates instantly.

"I can't believe you send these to your students!" Dennis gripes.

Lana feels hurt by her fiancee's words. "I did not send it to them. I just posted on the app! Everyone is doing it," she defends her actions.

He grumbles, "I don't care if everyon--"

"Here!" Lana interrupts him by shoving her phone in his hands. Jen and Flora are on the app's front page, making out in a video. "Most are much more daring than mine!"

The ginger man goes quiet as he is enthralled by the scene. His peepee is instantly hard. Then Lana swipes to the next video. And the next. And the next.

Dennis is hooked. Some are funny, some are goofy, and some are sexy as hell. "Wow..." he mutters as he watches Chloe lift her cheerleader skirt to expose her cameltoe.

"See, it is quite fun!" she points out.

He nods, but then remembers he is not quite pleased. "But... you're showing yourself..." he whines.

"Everyone is! It is harmless, babe. This is what kids are doing nowadays," she explains like he is a boomer.

"Uhh... hmm..." he mumbles. Dennis knows his fiancee is correct. He has occasionally been watching and receiving short videos from different platforms. It seems like a regular part of social media now. He just hasn't fully got on with the times. It crosses his mind that he might just be old and not used to these new things and the new generation. (Potato note: he is just 29, what a doofus)

"Hun, it is part of the school life. And it will be great to interact with the students. I do not want to be one of those old teachers stuck in time. It is basically required of my job now!" she elaborates.

Dennis prides himself in admitting when he is wrong. And he knows his job doesn't require this sort of thing, but Lana's does. He would do anything for his career, so it's only fitting that she goes a little above and beyond for hers.

"You're right, babe.... Sorry I overreacted," he says earnestly. "I don't quite get kids these days, but maybe I can give it a chance," the ginger man smiles at his lover.

"Thanks, dear. The app is quite fun," she says lovingly.

"It's a shame I can't join..." he admits, slightly jealous of Lana that gets to watch all the videos.

The curvy fiancee's eyes sparkle. "Oh! Maybe you can! Let me try!" she says, delighted at the idea.

Lana downloads Winstok on her fiancee's phone, and they try it out. Dennis' work email pans out, and he gets access to it.

"Nice! I'll like your videos and follow you in support," he says happily.

"Thanks, hun!" she says. "And do not go watching videos of schoolgirls, Mr. Pervert!" she teases.

"Uhhh..." he stammers, unsure if she's toying with him or not.

"Just me," she purrs, rubbing against him.

"Okay, I'll focus on you, babe," he promises. He thinks he can probably get away with sneaking in a few other videos. 'Just so I'm up to date on trends,' he tells himself. He has an idea, "Let me... darn, there are some naughty comments..." he shows her his phone.

It is Benjamin's comments saying 'Shake them thangs Miss Lana', among others praising her "assets".

Lana giggles and says dismissively, "Boys love saying racy things..."

Dennis nods, fondly remembering his school days. "Boys will be boys!" he chuckles. "Okay, let me do something..." he says, clicking on a few things and then typing a bit.

The ginger man shows Lana a comment he added, 'Wow, my fiancee is hot *heart*'.

The buxom teacher smiles endearingly, "Aww, thanks for the support, hun."

"You're welcome! I set my profile to private; that way, nobody can see my comments besides you," he grins.

"Oh, wow, you are so smart!" she admires as they resume their couch snuggles.

Unfortunately for Dennis, his assessment is incorrect; everyone can see his comments. From an outsider's point of view, he looks a little bit like a cuckold encouraging his fiancee to show off her assets.

This probably won't amount to anything, right?

*****

Day 16 -- Late Night
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Solo Adventures
Dennis stands and announces, "I'm pooped, I need to get ready for bed."

"Me too," Lana agrees, standing up.

Her phone suddenly beeps with a new text. It beeps again with a second message.

"You go ahead, hun. I will just reply and be there soon," she says.

"Okay, love you!" he replies happily.

The busty teacher sits back on the couch and checks her phone.

Message -- Unknown

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* Uknown: Hello, this is Uwe, Mr. Dennis' coworker.

* Uknown: I got your contact from Justin. I hope this is the correct number.

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'Oh... speaking of the devil. And classic Justin, just giving out my number to anyone. Gosh... I wonder what Uwe wants,' she thinks, crossing her legs.

Message -- Uwe

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* Lana: Good night, Uwe! Yes, this is Lana *smiley face*

* Uwe: Great! Justin didn't trick me

* Lana: No he didn't! *laughing face*

* Uwe: Good to finally speak to you

* Lana: You too! What can I do for you?

* Uwe: First of all, I wanted to say hi

* Lana: Hi!

* Uwe: We are going on a date tomorrow after all

* Lana: We are! *happy face* Where should we meet?

* Uwe: How about the diner at noon?

* Lana: That sounds yummy, I will see you there *big smile*

* Uwe: I am looking forward to getting to know you better, Ms. Lana

* Lana: Me too!

* Uwe: And now, the second thing...

* Lana: Don't keep me in suspense! lol

* Uwe: I believe Mr. Penis might have mentioned this...

* Lana: Mr. Penis?

* Uwe: Oh, sorry. Bad habits. I mean Mr. Dennis

*****

Lana frowns, 'He's rude... calling Dennis a penis... I guess I'll let it slide...'

* Lana: What did Dens say?

* Uwe: He promised me you would send me dirty photos and videos

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'Oh right! He did. Wait, videos too?! Gosh... Dens is so naughty... I guess he trully wants to make sure everything goes smooth with this guy...' she thinks, biting her lower lip. 'Hmm, maybe I can send a Winstok one...'

* Lana: Ah, yes. He mentioned that. Let me send you one...

'Hmm... which one should I send...' Lana ponders. She feels a little giddy, and her tummy flutters. She lays on the couch as she chooses between the videos. 'I guess the one where I dance and shake my bottom... Dens liked that one,' she thinks. Blushing and feeling her cooch throb, she sends it to Uwe.

* Uwe: Thanks, let me see

* Lana: What do you think?

* Uwe: You're kinda fat

* Lana: What?!

* Uwe: Yes, your ass is too fat

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'How dare he! What an infuriating man!' she thinks, revolted. "Let me show him..." she growls.

She finds the first video where she is dancing and her breasts are shaking. In a spur of anger, she taps on it and hits send.

* Lana: I'm not fat! See!

* Uwe: I never expected Lana's areolas to be this large. Truly remarkable!

*****

"Huh?!" the teacher exclaims out loud. She looks at what she sent. "Oh, no..."

It was the daily selfie. Lana is posing with her gray blouse open, displaying her enormous boobs. Greg's hand is below her left boobie, supporting it.

* Lana: Eep! That was a mistake! I misclicked *panic*

* Uwe: It's a great photo

* Lana: Please delete it! You didn't see it

* Uwe: Of course, I deleted already

My lips are sealed Ms. Lana *eggplant* *water drop*

* Lana: Thank you

* Uwe: You're welcome *peach* *water drops*

*****

'Phew, that was a close call... and how silly he is, he doesn't know how to use emojis,' she thinks, giggling.

Uwe is now in possession of something precious.

Something is bothering the sexy fiancee, and she can't resist asking.

* Lana: You said my areolas are too large. Are they?

* Uwe: They're quite large. I've never seen areolas this big before!

* Lana: Is that so?

* Uwe: Well, makes sense considering the impressive size of your breasts

*****

'I-impressive size?! Is he saying they are too big?! I was sure men liked them...' she thinks, thwarted.

* Lana: Do you like them?

* Uwe: Finest breasts in the entire town! The size of your areolas is wonderful

* Lana: *blushing*

* Uwe: You should be proud of them

* Lana: I am!

* Uwe: And whose hand is that? Dennis?

* Lana: It's a secret *wink*

* Uwe: Suspicious... Is it an old pic?

* Lana: No! I took it this afternoon

* Uwe: Hmm... It doesn't look to be at work... unless he lied about being there

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'Ugh... darn... I can't get Dens in trouble. Better to admit it was someone else...' she reflects.

* Lana: He didn't! He was at work all day

* Uwe: I see, so who was it?

* Lana: Uh... it was someone else

* Uwe: Wow, how daring Ms. Lana!

* Lana: It was for Dens!

* Uwe: I had no idea he was this kinky. Good to know

*****

'Gosh... I keep saying things... sorry Dens...' she grimaces.

* Lana: Well, there's a lot of things you don't know *smile*

* Uwe: Seems like it! Looking forward to knowing more tomorrow

And, what picture did you originally want to send me?

* Lana: It doesn't matter now, you think I'm fat!

* Uwe: I apologize for that... only your ass is fat. It seems like your body is okay.

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'Okay!? Gee... he is maddening...' she thinks, furiously typing.

* Lana: I have an amazing body! Everyone in Winston thinks that!

* Uwe: I guess I can't see the whole picture with the ones you sent me

Can you take a selfie for me?

* Lana: You don't deserve one!

* Uwe: I can better judge your body that way. Maybe I made a mistake

* Lana: Fine, just a quick one

*****

'I need to show him I'm not fat,' Lana obstinately decides, standing up.

She gets in front of a mirror and takes a whole body picture.

* Lana: What do you think?

* Uwe: I can see why I thought you were fat

* Lana: Why? *angry*

* Uwe: It's your child-bearing hips. They are very wide

* Lana: Some men prefer it that way!

* Uwe: True. Although I prefer my meat on the lean side

But I guess some like the extra thickness

* Lana: Most do!

* Uwe: I have to admit that your breasts are world-class

* Lana: Oh, thanks *blushing* You said you deleted them!

* Uwe: I did, but I will never forget them

Your pink nipples and areolas are a work of beauty.

* Lana: Thank you

* Uwe: If you were born during the Renaissance, you would be worshiped as a goddess and the most renowned painters would fight for you to be their muse

* Lana: Gosh *blushing*

* Uwe: Thanks for the pictures, Ms. Lana. Good night

* Lana: Good night, Uwe

* Uwe: See you tomorrow

* Lana: Bye *wave*

*****

'Maybe he's not that bad...' the curvy teacher considers. Feeling all fuzzy at his compliments.

'Gosh... I still can't believe I sent him the wrong photo...' she rubs her legs together and notices she is sopping wet. 'Mmm... there is something kinda hot about sending a dirty pic to people... wow...'

'I didn't use to be this way... but after all the things that have been going on... I get so turned on...' she muses.

'Maybe I can do another Winstok? Then I can show Dens! He loved the other ones...' she decides.

Lana logs in to the app and presses the "new" button. She changes the camera to selfie mode and raises her right arm, aiming the lens down at her torso.

She notices her cleavage is killer in this pose.

With a naughty smile, she plays with the strap of her salmon-colored dress. She repeatedly lowers and raises it playfully. Each time she lowers, she pulls it down further and further, until half her areola pops into view.

'Oh gosh... I think this is enough... can't show much more than that,' she reflects, remembering what Prof. Henry told her about non-explicit nudity.

It's clear that her nipples are hard as diamonds by the bumps they are making on her dress.

'One last time,' she thinks, unable to resist the rush.

She lowers it once again, slowly peeling the fabric down her breasts. The rim of her dress hits her hard nipple. Her coochie pulsates.

'Just a tiny bit more,' she tells herself, almost drunk with arousal.

The buxom teacher tugs a little more, and half her rock-hard nipple slips out of her dress.

'Ahhhhh.....' she moans in her head, almost climaxing. The jolt of pleasure through her body gives her the sign to halt her fun.

The wife-to-be quickly pulls her dress strap up and smiles at the camera.

The teacher writes the message 'Had a yummy dinner with my fiancee and the Romanos!' and she tags Simon's account. She presses "post".

The rush she is feeling is almost addictive. 'Oh gosh... this is wild... my cooch, tummy, and nipples are all buzzing with excitement... I feel like I'm going to explore... gosh...'

'I need to orgasm...'

'Maybe Dens can help... I know I can't touch him, but maybe he can touch me? He can lick my coochie... oh gosh... that would be sooooo good! I need that, bad...'

She springs up and bounces up the stairs toward the bedroom.

*****

Lana finds her bumbling fiancee fast asleep on the bed. He is snoring.

'Darn... I have to take care of myself,' she thinks, thwarted. 'He can't do anything to me... he hasn't even been trying.... He has not been a good partner lately! It's so frustrating,' she resentfully thinks, the thoughts coming to her head.

Lana doesn't really mean it; it's just the sexual frustration speaking.

She grabs the big blue dildo from her purse and marches back to the living room, ready to take care of business.

*****

As she plops back down on the couch, she receives a notification from the Winstok app.

Lana opens it and notices she has a little icon with Chloe's profile photo. She taps on it, and a 10-sec video pops up of the blonde athlete wishing goodnight to the camera and blowing a kiss.

'Oh? Is this like a story thing? Like a temporary video...' she analyzes. She discovers she has a few little icons with students' faces. 'It must be!' she thinks as she watches the others. 'Maybe I can make my own...'

She taps the "new Quickie" button, which is what the app calls the temporary clips.

"Have a good night, everyone!" the teacher says, waving the dildo. She then kisses the blue tip of the plastic penis. Feeling naughty, she sticks her tongue out and licks it. "Time to take care of myself..." she huskily says as she stops recording.

'Goodness... that was hot... I'm on fire...' she reflects, her horniness preventing her from thinking coherently. She puts her phone to the side.

The horny wife-to-be hikes her dress and removes her red panties.

She starts urgently rubbing the blue dildo against her slit.

"Ahhhhhhhh.... Mmmmmm....." she moans, almost with relief. She has a fire that only an earth-shattering climax can fix.

"This is what happens when Dens doesn't pay attention to me..." she whimpers.

Her other hand finds her virgin butthole, and she starts teasing it as the blue dildo stimulates her pussy.

She suddenly sees a shadow on the window.

"Imagine if someone is watching me..." she fantasizes.

"Like Jack... mmmm... uuuuuhhh..." she slides a finger into her back door.

Feeling scorching hot, she removes her dress and chucks it at the stairs.

"I am burning up..." she mewls as she spreads her leg wide toward the window.

Lana slides the finger back inside her ass and starts furiously rubbing her needy cooch with the dildo.

She teases the entrance to her vagina, "Fuck... Jack..."

The teacher imagines her bald, overweight neighbor coming into her house and pulling his pants down to reveal his massive thick cock.

"Yes... Jack... rub that big dick for me..."

"What are you going to do to me?" she provokes the imaginary man, pushing the dildo against her wet hole. "Are you going to fuck me?"

Jack kneels in front of her and starts to rub his massive cock against her burning pussy.

"Yes... you fat-cocked bastard... rub that dick against my virgin cooch... you want this?" she provokes as she desperately slides the dildo against her slit and clit.

"Ahhh... fuck... you are a big pervert... you want this naughty teacher, huh? Mmmm...." she moans.

"You cannot have me, you bald bastard... just because you have a huge cock... that does not mean anything..." she purrs.

"Oh... who said you could put the head of your dick in? I am not a slut!" she imagines.

"Mmm... okay, just a little..." she purrs.

"Fuck... you are such a pervert... you just want your neighbor for her hot body..."

One finger is pumping in and out of her asshole. At the same time, the dildo slides up and down her cooch, continually bumping against her clitoris.

"What would your wife say? What would my fiancee say?"

"Yes.... Mmm... keep jerking that big dick..." she whimpers as she pushes her digit deep inside her backdoor.

Fantasy Jack groans, announcing he will come soon.

"Do it... come with me... mmm... yes..." she says with urgency as she rubs the dildo against her clit.

The mid-forties neighbor starts to spurt imaginary cum all over her pussy.

"Yess... you fat bastard! Cover my coochie! Cover me in your dirty seeeeed... yesssssss..." she shouts as the earth-shattering orgasm she wanted washes over her.

She shakes and trembles, having one of the biggest climaxes of her life.

'Wow... that was intense... mmm... Jack... ' she thinks as she lays on the couch, basking in her post-orgasmic bliss.

The busty, beautiful teacher sleeps soundly in her bed that night.

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