Episode 291: ROOFIES

“Pssst!”

Josie McKellen found school counsellor and best friend Piper Cherry at her classroom door as she taught some of her younger students. Behaving, Josie was actually wearing her powder blue dress. While she had agreed to teach naked in front of even her sophomore students, today seemed slightly different, thus far only partaking in her 1st period class. Perhaps knowing of Piper’s rooftop party, she was just prepared for it. Even a magical whore like Josie Tucker-McKellen needed a breather now and sin.

Pausing Piper with an index finger the adored Mrs. M finished her thoughts on Pride and Prejudice. Her students were yawning anyway so she could have just stopped, and nobody would have cared. The only thing that seemed to keep them attentive these days was her tits, ass, and cunt. Whatever worked! She might get back to that after lunch hour was over but that meant dealing with her daughter Sable’s class shortly afterwards.

“Be right back, you can lay your heads down on your desks until I’m done.” She shook her head at their less than enthusiastic expressions. Naptime it was, although two egotistical lads did stand up and unzip their pants acting as if they were thumping down a big dick atop their desks. Technically she did not say which head. Rolling her eyes at them she flipped her tongue out and turned away. No dicks came out to play it was just a fake out. The boys however were mocked something fierce by their classmates.

Stepping to the door and out into the hall she found Piper holding something behind her back. Curious, Josie narrowed her eyes, “I might be able to see through that sheer curtain you call a dress but not through that gorgeous body of yours. Want me to frisk you so I know what you’re hiding?”

“Mmmm! No pockets in this, I’m not even sure I’m wearing a dress. Negligee? You’re right, sheer curtain.” She snickered playfully. “I’m going to show you, but you have to meet me at lunch up there before applying.” She used one hand to point at the ceiling.

“Detention room? I planned on being up there. My class only has ten more minutes.”

“Little closer to Heaven.” Piper winked. “Trust me on that.”

Josie’s expression went pale, “Oh, right! The roof!” Piper merely nodded with a shit eating grin. “May I ask why?”

“This.” Piper revealed her best kept secret, a bottle of suntan oil.

“We’re sunbathing?” Josie smiled brightly. “Oooo! I’d like your imagination more if the sun was out. That stormfront is getting closer.”

“I planned ahead. I’ve had this in mind all week long. Carl knows! I set up a cute little oasis for we girls to have some fun. Alcohol, even!” She wanted to save the Boston Loggers as a complete shocker. She had the guys hidden behind the staircase wall and waiting for her text to say on her way. They knew the gig; they knew their meal ticket. A hot ass bitch like Piper Cherry was, all five were harder than ever before.

“Oasis?”

“Mmmhmm! Just trust me. All of you will come back from lunch feeling like a million bucks.”

“Mimi?”

“Yes! Mimi, Marci and Mavis! The three MMM’s!” Radio silent so to speak, Piper thought her next line, “And unless she stands us up, Jaycya!” Piper gnashed her teeth knowing her new ebony bestie had a mind of her own and might not show up. Understanding her new fascinations for Nolan Proctor and Percy St. Croix she worried Jaye might renege and blow off the rooftop even after she asked her to hold out on the ballers until tomorrow.

“As long as it’s not one of my daughters. Who did you coax? Patrice? LeAnne?”

“No, darn it I forgot to invite Patrice! I’ll text LeAnne but I heard she was working with her grandfather Frank at another school today. I’ll give you a hint, she teaches here too.”

“Oh, good Lord! Why have I been kept in the dark? Who? Chandra is not ready yet! No way is it Mallory she barely finds enough courage to leave her classroom.” Careful, the halls and walls had ears, eyes even through a wide-angle lens. Damn that Watchtower! Always snooping!

“Neither! Wait and see. You know how to get on the roof, correct?”

“Staircase, unless you’re referring to the ladder going up to a porthole in the old computer room.”

“There’s a ladder? Huh! Interesting!” Buried behind all the junk moved from her shrine. “Yep! Staircase! Be on time, an hour goes by fast. Although I did warn Carlos that you guys might be a little late getting back to class.”

“I’ll end class now. They can go to lunch early.”

“That’s my girl.”

“Yes, I am.”

A bubbly hug that resembled a teenage reunion Josie slapped Piper on the butt. That sheer number she wore was so thin that even though it was right over the material, Blondie Lou felt just as much sting as if on bare tushy. “Hey, spank your birthday girls, not me. Let me go with Pride, not prejudice.”

“I won’t argue with that, Mrs. Darcy.” Josie slipped in her book’s character reference.

“Hey! Why am I ... ohhh, I am the powerful one, aren’t I?” Piper laughed, “Later, Elizabeth.”

“Oh, my God, I love you so much, Bestie! You know your classics.”

“Seen the movies.”

“Grrr! Go away.” Josie found their disagreement befitting the classic tale. Piper just made her rounds. Having already informed Mimi Alexander earlier of her plan, crossing her fingers Miss Kitty would show up, she moved onward to another informed soul.

Even though she had told Mavis Hale of the rooftop rendezvous it couldn’t hurt to remind the recruit again while so close to her room. Skipping along as if a child picking daisies Piper found her way to target central. Over the last week she had struck up a brewing friendship with the animal dress afficionado. First a leopard print yesterday that fit so tight it was impossible to hide much of anything, and today a Zebra print that was amazing on her if still snug. Who knew what tomorrow might bring. She knew it worried Mavis with her husband being a Police Detective. Yet, she also knew he was not so bad like many others in the force. Hell, Mavis mentioned that David Hale asked about a couple swap with Piper and Roger Dundee. No problem! So, yes Mavis was loosening up.

Knowing of Watchtower herself, Mavis had thus far kept their existence quiet. She knew very well how damaging it would be to her family should she slip up. It was only a matter of time before Piper would find out anyway. For now, she would wait until the knowledge presented itself before talking about them. Piper had a good head on her shoulders so it would likely not be any real shock. Besides she was already high maintenance right alongside Josie McKellen and Mimi Alexander. Watchtower was getting everything they wanted from the Horton-Dexter Whores without them officially knowing. Of course, Josie knew someone was backing her just not who. She presumed the cops, her old friend Joey Chandler to protect her. Yes, but it went much deeper than that. A new chat forthcoming would make her even more curious.

“PSSSSSST!”

Round two, Piper caught the attention of Horton-Dexter’s personal Shield Maiden, Economics teacher Mavis Hale. The woman was well over six-feet tall and quite buxom, her double shields still unimaginably well-poised for their size. A slight sag minimal if let loose but certainly appealing. That used to be the problem. Mavis was afraid to let loose until David gave her permission. Adding to that was student Angus Furlong bringing her to everyone’s attention in rapid fashion. Between two powerful encouragements even Mavis had been naked in her class. Still the newbie, however that was fleeting fast. The mother of three was quickly realizing that her students’, even other grown men were hot for her bod. At her age that compliment was hitting home. Why not enjoy life while she could. Yep! Shots were taken! More shots over lunch!

Hearing Piper on her third “PSSSSSST!” Mavis paused in her class discussion. Smirking at Piper who was in the hallway posing like a model during a photo shoot she excused herself to her class and left the concealment of her desk without tugging her stripes down. Students were whistling at her bare ass halfway out in her departure. She hadn’t even considered the skirt issue until that moment. Hearing such applause, she looked back at wagging tongues and rubbed inseams. Mmm! Shaking her ass ever so briefly as reward she stepped into the hallway closing her classroom door behind her.

“What are you up too, Mischief Maker?” Mavis shook her head almost afraid to know the answer.

“Listen to the fan base. You go, Pinstripe!”

“I know! Isn’t it insane. I knew I was admired long ago but I kept things reserved. Now that David is patting my bottom to open up more, I’m testing the waters and finding it perfect. I think I can grow to be more openminded still. We both know if Josie and Mimi ... you ... are getting away with things I can too. I at least have David to shelter me if there’s trouble. For all of us here.”

“I agree! Okay! Hear mwah out. I need you to trust me. Can you do that?”

“I suppose it all depends on what you need me to trust you over, doesn’t it?”

“I think we’re bonding pretty well these days, right?”

“So far.” Mavis folded her arms under her monster tits. In raising her arms, the dresses material followed her upward until her hemline no longer hid her vagina. Labia out for air she stood her ground defiant of its reveal. “Go on.”

“David and I got you to wear dresses to school, so that’s huge.”

“I’m huge! Just curvy where it counts.” She performed her own mock photoshoot just to make Piper giggle, “See? Plus sighs!” She sighed heavily as her hands fluttered across her body. The woman was a rock, her body tight even in her statuesque beauty. Mavis liked to keep fit but keep it feminine just the same. She knew she had it going on. Future exercise would fix the trouble centers.

“Plus sighs! Good one! See? I’m rubbing off on you.”

“As long as it’s not rubbing on me.”

“Don’t take the fun out of this, you know I want to rub ... see I have lotion. Besides, you and David want to swing with me and Roger.” She shared the suntan oil bottle with her. Glancing at it, Mavis narrowed her eyes suspiciously, “No, I will not sunbathe with you in the school yard. I’m not ready for that much yet. You’re insane doing that. I heard Roger let the cheerleaders ... well, and Mimi fuck him outside yesterday. Too risky in my opinion.” HA! Wait until she hears what happens in the yard while she was on the roof. WHOOOHOOOHOOO!

“Who’s talking about the yard? I’m moving on up to the east side Weezie.” She pointed again at the ceiling. Mavis merely shrugged her confusion.

“Am I looking for, George Jefferson?”

“He was in a show called Amen. It has to be a sign. Georgie wants us to step it up.” As did Watchtower, Mavis thought. Maybe Piper knew already and was hiding it as well. For now, she would study that possibility before blurting it out and being wrong.

“Hmmm? Wait! Sun tanning on the roof?”

“DING! DING! DING! Give the Viking a stuffed Midgard Serpent.” Piper laughed, “Actually?” A posed finger alongside her cheek looked suspicious.

“I didn’t pack a bikini, not that I wear bikinis. My husband would freak out. I barely make use of a one piece.” David telling her to go skimpier that was likely the next step. She wanted to diet and exercise more before going bikini. Who was she kidding, now that students had seen her naked and praised her, she could even cope with a bikini. Everything was just an excuse right now until her comfort zone was ironclad. The Viking would eventually lower her shields and toss them aside.

“Who is going to see us waaaaay up there? Well, besides George.”

“You’re serious. You know I’ll pop up there I told you I would. Fresh air sounds good anyways. Sunbathing would be better if the sun was out.”

“I know! I know! Skip the sun squirt, I have regular lotion up there too. Josie and Mimi are doing it. If nothing else just come sit with us. Unwind for an hour.”

“What I need to unwind is a bottle of wine and a masseuse.”

“Got both! Tequila mini bar too. Be upstairs in the old computer room at the lunch bell. I promise you won’t regret it.”

“Somehow I doubt that.” Mavis shook her head, “Fine! I’ll sit in on your little get together. Just to show you I can be a good sport.”

“Welcome to the family, Weezie!” Piper offered a hug then waved her down. Bending at the knee she embraced Piper. “Is it sad I’m wearing six-inch heels, and you still have to come to me?” Mavis had four-inch heels as well but hey!

“Yeah! Yeah! No THAT’S ONE TALL BITCH! jokes from Deuce Bigalow.”

“You’re so cute. I was thinking more along the lines of asking you for directions to the Wise Guy at the top of the mountain. I see two choices and the path is in between those splits.” Mavis looked down at her breasts and saw the divide, including slipped areolas.

“Fucking hilarious! Be careful of the MAValanche!”

“Oh, my God! I LOVE YOU. ALL HAIL HALE!”

“You’re growing on me, Counsellor. I better get back to class.”

“Need a Sherpa guide? HER in sHERpa, she in SHErpa too.”

“So is SPA.” Her eyes flared with amusement. “Are you bringing that to the roof?”

“You, Lagertha, might be surprised what I can pull off.”

“As long as it’s not my dress.” She pointed sternly. “Negotiable!” Wink! Wink!

“I swear I won’t.” She at least. Evil was in her eyes.

Parting ways Mavis found herself bubbly upon re-entering her class. She had no idea the devilish deal she had just made. That roof was going to be hot. If not from the sun.

“HA! George was such a con artist. Ooo! Con is in eCONomics. I swear it’s a sign. Governing body!” She also taught Government. Mavis left her areolas winking at her students but did tug her skirt down enough to hide her vagina. Worth it either way!

Piper moved on. Next stop the Pussycat Palace!

Almost noon!

Waltzing right into Mimi’s classroom Piper found the cat curled up on top of her desk, hands still cuffed behind her back. Her students drawing her she simply posed and purred. It was easy to tell by speckles of dried cum all over her that her students were taking advantage in small doses. Not since Jeremy Rebble and fellow teacher Kevin Fowler had anyone fucked her. She was rather disappointed by that fact. Still, she needed a short breather anyway so struck a pose for the camera in her classroom so that Sir Potter could at least admire her.

“Wassup, Pussycat?” Piper hopped up on her desk to sit. In doing so the students immediately got a vivid view of Piper’s pussy, not that any part of her was truly hidden in that sheer peach dress. Two for one special today! Purring only, Mimi repositioned to lay her head on Piper’s thigh. “Awww! Did I interrupt nap time?” She stroked Mimi’s hair like she would a cat’s fur coat. The cat ear tiara was in the way, but she managed. “Roof at noon. Don’t forget!”

“I won’t!” She whispered. “I would like to go to my car and get my contacts.”

“I can watch your class if you want to go get them.”

“I’ll do that just before I come up to the roof. I wish it was noon so I could have you take my cuffs off. I won’t be able to put my contacts in right now. Opening the car door is no problem and I can use my teeth to grab my contact case.”

“Question? Where is the hand cuff key? Do I want to know?”

“It’s in my butt plug. The plug is screwable. There is a containment area where the key was stashed.”

“Nice! Want me to take it out for you now? You can have someone uncuff you at noon.”

“I’ll wait! Thank you though. You smell so good.”

“Awww! I spritzed perfume before I came upstairs. Listen! I have more stops to make. As long as I know you’re good and will be on the roof later I’ll let you nap.”

“Okay! I love you, Piper.”

“Love you too, Squeaky.” Mimi kissed Piper’s thigh inviting student mumbles of “Eat her pussy! Eat her pussy!” Piper looked out over her class smirking. While Mimi listened, she did envision a nice can of Friskies. Just not Piper! She would keep her appetite fantasy to herself until the time was right.

“That’s your jobs not hers. I swear I let Squeaky do it once and its expected.” The day Piper taught Mimi’s art class when she ran late getting here. They posed together and it turned 69- Lives. “Raincheck!” Easing from the desk Piper blew kisses around the room then bent over to peck Mimi on her forehead. Dried cum flakes were tenderly spit out of Piper’s lips. Damn that, Jeremy Rebble! “See you up top.” Mew! Mew!

One more stop on the second floor Piper checked in on her newest, newest protege Jaycya Eckles aka Jaye. After bothering her earlier this was just a double whammy pitstop. Attention warranted Piper flipped her tongue out at the ebony goddess and then pointed at her wrist as if a wristwatch. Finally, a point straight up was meant not only High Noon, but the highest point of the building.

Turning in her chair Jaye showed off her pink lush up inside her pussy and used her muscle control to make the pink stem wag at her as if a tongue. With the bees refusing to hush she reinserted the lush. Queen Bee in the hive! Between Mimi and Jaye, it was indeed a cat house. Thumbs up, Piper saluted Jaycya and stepped away. One more stop before heading to the roof to get ready. A pep talk to the Loggers was priority. Nothing but the BEaST for her ladies.

In a hurry Piper took her heels off and carried them as she bolted downstairs and for the back of the school. A quick peek through closed door windows she noted Sex Ed teacher Mallory Unger teaching and pointing at an anatomical mannequin Piper smiled. “I’ll get to you here soon Sexy Educator. I don’t have time at the moment. I really need to discuss you with Carlos first. Seeing you before school started on your hands and knees looking terrified warrants a reason. There is something not quite right about that picture. I’ll be in touch lovely one.”

One class left on the same side of the hallway Piper spied again through the classroom door. Chandra Mahkarti in attendance looked busy. “Chandra is opening her mind up more too. It might be a bit too early to get her involved with my hijinks.” She might have changed her mind on that assessment if she had witnessed her naked in front of Travis Herbert before school began. She was aware of a sly connection between the two but nothing too aggressive to make Piper feel she was ready for male strippers. “I’ll give her another week or so and see if she opens up more. I’m running low on time so let’s haul my sweet ass out to see Marcella.”

Back door reached she left the building in a hurry, lanyard swinging about her neckline with her keys. All quiet outside she scurried along the sidewalk to the detached music room. Opening the door, she found Marcella with only two students in her care currently. Kirby Drummond who ironically played the drums for her marching band and flute player Misty Clark. “Ooo! The new cabinets look good.” She admired the woodwork done through shop class teacher Damon Rice.

“I know, right!” Marci VanCamp reacted to Piper’s arrival. “Damon is amazingly fast. I really didn’t expect these until next week. Now all I need to do is get those new instruments ordered and my piano delivered. I’m glad Carl left the fold up chairs out here instead of upstairs in storage.”

“Anything you need I’ll supply.” Piper noticed Kirby drooling over her transparent dress. Misty stood in shock; she had heard what Piper had worn today but this was her first time seeing it in person.

“Nice outfit, Miss Cherry.” Kirby mumbled! “Drumroll please!” Drumsticks in hand he tapped them on a table near the window in her honor. He then razzed Marcella. The boy had a severe crush on Marci and although she discouraged it she did find it in herself to tease him now and again.

“Marching band, right?” She smiled at Kirby whipping drumsticks between his fingers like a professional.

“Yep! Until the end of the school year at least. After that I don’t know what I’m doing. My grades suck so if I go to college it’s going to be local.”