Chapter 8

All of the parents seemed to feel that the students should have the last two days on their own, as Katrina had suggested to them. She knew there were some parents who were more than willing to strip and stay longer, but they were thinking of their students first.

It ended up that all ten had enrolled in two classes each. They were not all the most basic required courses, either. Most expected to be able to test out of some of those, but testing out was not available for the summer session. Thus they sought required courses that did not allow testing out.

Four of the ten students had cars, which the house fortunately had plenty of room for. Rather than getting parking passes, the students worked out their own little taxi service schedule. The less than fifteen minute round trip to pick up or drop off some of their housemates was deemed better than the long walks to the many remote lots that new students usually were relegated to.

Katrina, and the other adult residents were watching carefully to see how the students adapted to the nudity. Considering the socialization problems all had suffered, the generally subdued but fairly relaxed atmosphere was a positive sign. Although none were turning into sudden extroverts, there were no signs of anyone avoiding interaction. Perhaps all were more careful than normal teens not to interrupt anyone else, but then they were hardly normal in lots of ways. Since all of them shared some class with another from the group, that was one touchpoint.

The third evening of classes marked a big turning point. Being a music teacher, it was not surprising that Jared Richards could play several instruments. It soon became clear that he was very proficient on several. Yva and Stefan, having lost what they had considered their own instruments had come down to see what Jared was setting up in what had become the music room. He happened to have just hooked his own bass into a mixing board that he had rented for the summer along with amplifiers, cabling and microphones. He had just started a walking bass line when the siblings walked in.

Stefan walked right to a keyboard, tested that it was live, and started chording a standard blues progression. By that time, Yva had Jared’s electric guitar and began improvising a wonderfully intricate solo riff. If the three had not been so absorbed they would have burst out laughing as suddenly Darren came almost crashing down the stairs from the main level, arms, legs and penis flying around seemingly out of control. Heading straight for the drum kit, he sat on the throne and began a perfectly controlled, complex rhythm using kick, ride, snare and toms. No one could have believed he was the same near accident that had barely navigated the stairs.

The four of them had been going for several minutes when Alec brought down his saxophone and Yva nodded to him to take over the solo while she shifted to rhythm chords. Within another few minutes, nearly the whole household was in the music rooms, most just clapping, swaying, and bouncing to the rhythm and applauding when each person ended a solo riff and someone else took over. Finally, Jared called out “Eight count chromatic finish in four, three, two, one...” Stefan caught his meaning and the two chorded up the tonic scale to end with a flourish.

There was a lot of congratulating and excited conversation. Two more had brought guitars down and were busy hooking them in. Amy had her violin and Adam got behind a collection of other percussion instruments, djembe, chacon, tambourine, various shakers and gongs.

Jared held up his iPad and clicked it on to project on a large screen TV on the wall. “I’ve got chord charts with lyrics for hundreds of songs on here. Let’s start with some rock that a lot of you might know. A little later we will do some country, OK? Ryan, you play bass, don’t you? I’ll work the board and you take over here. Paige, Logan, Susan, pick up the mics and start as our singers. Emma, work with them.” Jared had made lots of phone calls to determine the skill levels of the students. Every one of them but Susan was known to be proficient. Celeste had come across Susan singing to herself and thought she had an exceptional voice. Paige and Logan had done some performing together.

Not much studying got done that evening and it was good that curfews had never been suggested. Even if there had been one, the adults all knew the bonding happening that night was far too valuable to be disturbed.

Later investigation revealed that one of the former Jess’s few meaningful possessions was her small radio with earphones. An iPod and a library of songs to fill it were beyond her resources. But she listened to and memorized the repertoire of stations of several genres. There were few places she dared to sing out loud, but the voice, the intonation, and the expression she had down pat.

Another surprise was Ryan’s proficiency on bass and guitar. It had been his big escape and had provided countless hours of relief from his mother’s smothering. Performing with others was new to him, but the talent and knowledge of the song was evident.

After things finally broke up, the adults were sitting together and Katrina told Jared “Thank you. I just felt some event would speed the bonding process. It happened much sooner and was much more dramatic than I could have imagined. You handled it beautifully. And you have talent the kids can look up to.”

Jared told her “I know musical talent is common among highly intelligent people. But there is not a tin ear in this whole group. We could be a cover band doing concerts in a couple of weeks! You can’t imagine what a privilege it is for a music teacher to work with so much talent.”

“Honey, maybe it would always be this good if you just took your pants off,” Celia joked to hearty laughter.

In many ways, the music room became the social center of the house from that night on.

Candace had her work cut out for her with Suzanne. After finding out that Rodney was not the ‘gorgeous non-entity’ he was once thought to be, Candace spoke with him often about Suzanne. Basically, Suzanne wanted to go back to where Ryan was immediately. The fact that she would have to be nude now seemed to have no significance to her at all. Separation anxiety had hit her with a vengeance.

In discussion with Katrina, Candace decided that two weeks was the minimum wait before she should visit. Three would be better. Candace also asked Katrina about another idea. “How about if Suzanne and Rodney foster a girl, preferably pre-pubescent.”

“Oh! Are you thinking she would not try the same smothering with your help?”

“Actually, it was Rodney who brought it up. He swears he would make sure it would not be repeated.”

“Do you have any contacts who could speed up the process?” Katrina asked.

“I know a couple of people,” Candace assured her. So, you think it is a good idea?”

“Distraction might be the best treatment option right now. Just the process should give some relief.”

Katrina decided she needed several conversations with Ryan about dealing with his mother. The first was the toughest. After she explained the problems Suzanne was having, he complained “I thought I would be getting away from her.”

“I believe you can get away from the wrong mothering she did, but she will always be your mother. What you have to decide is if you can learn to treat her as a loving mother who will no longer be smothering you. Can you cut off any attempts at the old actions without rejecting her obvious love.

“Look, Ryan, I’m not sure if you are aware of how good a body you have been blessed with. Let’s just say you could easily work your way through college at a male strip club. Your tips would be off the charts.” His eyes widened at that.

“Of course, I am in no way suggesting that. The point is, when your mother sees you naked, there will no longer be a way for her to consider you her baby. And since she will also be naked, there will no longer be a way for her to consider herself to be ‘over’ you in status.

“Let me tell you something you may not know. Apparently, your mother is a very sexual person. In her relationship with your father, she is actually mildly submissive and never dominant. When she sees you naked, she will see your father. That will further destroy any lingering image of you as her baby.

“Now, I’m sure you have some resentment against your dad. He did make it possible for you to be here now. But before that, he intervened very little on your behalf. Let’s just say all three of your family are in the process of significant change. You mother is in the midst of serious separation anxiety. You dad has suggested they foster a younger girl. Both Dr. Bridges and I think it is a good idea.” Katrina let that sink in.

“I guess a lot is riding on how I treat her, huh?” Katrina nodded. “And you don’t think she will come in here and try to take over?”

“We don’t think so. We think the nudity will make it hard for her to assume the old attitudes. And we think you could intimidate her if you do things right.”

“But I’m the one who has to do things right after all the years she stomped on me,” Ryan grumbled.

“I can’t argue that it’s fair. I can only ask you to evaluate revenge versus a rebuilt relationship.”

“When will she be coming?”

“No sooner than ten days. We’re hoping to hold it off a week longer.”

Katrina knew that would be far from the last talk about Suzanne’s visit.

As the agreed upon earliest visit weekend for Suzanne approached, Candace insisted they should not try to push it off longer. She did not want to medicate the woman.

Once it was clear that Suzanne would need to arrive on Friday, there was some scrambling. Katrina wanted as many other naked parents there as possible. In the end, she got Norma and Craig, the parents of twins Amy and Adam and Joanne, Darren’s mother, and her parents Mary and Gordon McMann. She found out that Norma had kept her pubes shaved. That might be a valuable bit of intimidation for Suzanne. The Blakes and Joanne were more than happy to return some of what they felt they were benefiting from. They all promised to engage Suzanne as much as possible.

Merrilee and Ted and Rhoda and Bernie agreed to try to appear a few times during the weekend. It was decided that having the four high schoolers just to create more nude bodies would help. Since it was summer vacation for them, they could spend most of the weekend.

All of the resident students knew what was at stake for Ryan and got involved in the planning. They agreed to subtly defer to Ryan as a leader in ways that were, if not fake, not established.

Ryan, of course, had the most important role. Rodney would have some contrived business that required they arrive before the end of business Friday. It would also mean he had to drop Suzanne off alone while he dealt with the business. Rodney knew it was all up to Ryan and liked the plans that had been made.

Candace drove alone and was there early. She would keep out of sight in the security room. The house was wired with high level monitoring and she would be watching her patient carefully.

On the Friday when Suzanne was due to arrive, Rodney dialed a one ring signal to Katrina’s phone when they were an hour out. He was not told why. Emma knew why. She was to do her best to wring every drop of semen from Ryan to reduce his chance of getting hard for at least a while. They were in Emma’s room on the spacious second level. She gave it her best and loved every second. Ryan had to hurry through a shower to be at the front door to greet his mother. It was difficult to be too tense when he had to think to make sure his knees held him up the first few minutes he waited. The exhausting session with Emma, lingering antipathy toward his mother, concentration on his heavily rehearsed lines and responses, and almost three weeks of acclimation to nudity combined to keep him fairly flaccid.

When he opened the door for his mom, the first part of his thoroughly rehearsed act was successful. Suzanne saw her grown son nude for the first time. He looked a lot like his father except a lot slimmer in the torso. Between his legs, though, he very much resembled her Rodney. He was soft but not completely shrunken. He looked ... delicious.

The two weeks plus since they had left Ryan here had been agonizing, confusing, and arousing for Suzanne. The old drive to take care of him was returning in his absence. But she was constantly being told she could not do all of those old things any more or she would lose him forever. That thought was unbearable. But how could she not want to care for him. On top of that, Rodney had changed, too. She always loved when he took her strongly. It used to be an occasional treat, but since they moved Ryan, it had been every day. He had ordered her not to wear clothes in the house. He warned her if she did not practice, she would not be able to be naked and visit Ryan. Twice he came home unexpectedly during the day, and once she had panties on. After the spanking he gave her before pounding her insides, she almost disobeyed again on purpose.

It seemed like every time she begged Rodney to take her to Ryan, he took her instead - took her vigorously. She was pretty sure they had sex twice every day. Although not certain, she thought it had been even more on the weekend when she was particularly upset about missing her son.

Both Rodney and Candace had ganged up on her about what to wear on the trip that Friday. They insisted she wear a single garment. They would not allow her to have lines from bra or panties when she first bared herself to her boy. It was actually a nice dress that closed with a long set of buttons down the front. Candace was at the house when Rodney let her cover up for the trip. It embarrassed her greatly when Candace handed her several small towels. In case she started thinking about her beautiful son with the impressive package between his legs, she had better keep a towel under her pussy so she did not stain her dress. Unfairly, Candace had already seen Ryan naked. Suzanne could not argue about the towels for another reason. She had barely left the shower after another pounding from Rodney when Candace arrived to see them off.

By design, then, Suzanne was as disoriented as her friends could get her as Ryan began his act. “Hi, Mom! I’m so glad you could come today. I’ve been looking forward to this. You know, the other guys have been able to see their moms naked before. Because of how things were, it never happened for us. That makes today special for me.” He took her hand and managed to act surprisingly possessive and dominant as he led her into the house.

“I think you saw this room where you can undress when you were here before, didn’t you?” He led here into the room and kept up the rehearsed patter. “Since we all went nude here, I’ve been able to see a lot of naked girls and women. I have really learned to appreciate the natural beauty of women. There are just so many things that I love to look at. Let’s see all of my Mom’s lovely parts.

“Uh, I need to warn you. I’m sure my penis won’t stay soft like this once you get your clothes off.” With that, he started unbuttoning the front of her dress. It was an incredibly bold move for one so shy. Katrina had made him practice taking a very similar garment off herself, Celeste, and Emma. He had worried that his hands would shake but they all told him that would be a good thing. It would show his mother the emotion he felt baring her.

Another thing he had practiced was staring into the women’s eyes as he unbuttoned the dress, holding their gaze as long as possible as he moved to the lower buttons. The dress barely reached her knees, so he would not have to reach down far. The women had argued and he had tried many variations of kissing various places as he exposed them. In the end, they decided he should just undo all the buttons, then move behind her. As he slid the dress down and off, he should kiss where her neck met her shoulder. Candace had found out from Rodney that it was something he did frequently. Anything that would put Ryan on Rodney’s level in her mind was important.

Not everything could be anticipated, of course. Ryan locked eyes with his mom as he reached for the top button and opened it. As he got to the third, her eyes left his and looked down. She must have noticed the movement as his penis leaped to full erection. That was fine. It should have at least as good a mesmerizing effect as the locked eyes. The dress removal and kiss on the shoulder happened without problem.

One thing the women had insisted on was getting Suzanne barefoot. They all insisted that it made a big difference in how exposed they felt. So, feeling that his mom was sufficiently immobilized, he knelt in front of, told her to put her hand on his head, and got both sandals off. On his knees, his face was just above her crotch. He let himself settle back on his heels so he could stare directly at it. She hunched a bit as if to hide herself.

“Oh, Mom. Don’t hide anything from me. Please! Everything I see is lovely.” When she straightened back up, he improvised and placed a small kiss right above her pubic hair.

That is when the unanticipated, unrehearsed for happened. As he placed the kiss, he was hit by arousal odor. Unavoidably, his erection stiffened even more. That’s what the pheromones were for, after all. Because of how it was affecting him, though, he barely noticed when she started shaking in orgasm.