I got a story about my best friend Steve Moe and me Ken Lee. I was over Steve’s house a few months before he turned 16. His dad Charley Moe just bought him an old van that needed a lot of work. Steve and his dad were out in the grange working on the van. I stop by to help work on it. Steve hoping to get the car road ready before his 16th birthday.

Steve has been my best friend as far back as I can remember. If you see one of us, the other isn’t too far away. He lives just a few blocks from my house. Steve is a lot taller than me. He is around six feet four inches and I’m six feet. We both have an athletic build, but we’re no way any kind of jocks. We work on the van every night. Even my dad helps getting the van road ready. On weekdays we couldn’t work too late because we still had school.

On this day Saturday the four of us were working when two of Mr. Moe’s friends showed up. The four adult men started talking trash between them leaving just Steve and I doing what we could on the van. We mainly just listen to the four men talk.

One of Mr. Moe’s friends, I think his name is Rick: “You got your son a van. Looks like just two seats up front and nowhere to sit in the back. Going to be hard for the young man to pick up girls.”

Steve: “I’m going to add some seats. In the back I’m putting in a futon. Just got to figure out how to secure it. With a few other seats. I want to be able to fit 8 to 10 people in the van.”

Mr. Moe’s other friend, I believe his name is Joe: “I hope you make it work. With your dad I’m sure you’ll figure out a way to secure that futon.” He chuckled.

Mr. Moe: “First we need to make sure we get it street ready. So, we can get license plates for it.”

Mr. Moe friend, Rick: “Good luck. If you get it done the way you want it. You can then start picking up women. Maybe get yourself a few MILF.”

Mr. Moe: “He’s only 15. He’ll be 16 in a few months. Let’s not get ahead of our self.”

Rick: “I’m just saying he’s big kid with a van. You know if some female wants a ride charge her a price.”

Steve: “You mean, like pay me money.”

Rick: “Yes, or maybe have them show you their tits or give you a blowjob.”

Mr. Moe: “Okay Rick let’s not put dumb ideas into my sons head.”

Rick: “The kid knows what I’m talking about. He can get them to take their clothes off. Just have some fun kid.”

Joe: “They’ll either slap you, tell you to go to hell, or putout.”

Mr. Moe: “Okay that’s enough bullshit. Son you’ll just get into trouble and pick up a bad reputation. Don’t listen to these guys.”

My dad: “I remember we use to give the guy with the car a buck or two for gas. I don’t see that as a problem.”

Mr. Moe: “Yeah, that would be alright. Let’s get back on this van.”

Joe: “Talking about women, just remember you always need to be firm. Don’t ever back down after telling them what you want, or what to do.”

Rick: “Don’t ever let them be disrespectful to you. You might have to get forceful.”

Mr. Moe: “You two really need to stop give these two young men bad advice.”

Joe: “What the fuck Charley you know what we’re say is true. Hell, once they think they are in control they’ll nag the shit out of you. Expecting you to change and do whatever they want. I’m always a ruthless dog to them and they love being used by me.”

Mr. Moe: “Might explain why you’re still single.”

Joe: “Nope that’s not it.”

Rick: “For me the worst I treat a woman the more she wants me. I don’t get it but it’s true.”

Dad: “Yes, always be firm, but treat women fairly. With respect and they will return it.”

Joe: “You got it wrong. Rick is right.” The guys talk more trash while Steve and I listen in. Mr. Moe’s friends finally left as the four of us continue to work.

As we work Steve: “I think those guys were just talking trash. Trying to set me up for failure.”

Me: “I don’t know. Mom does walk all over dad. These two guys might know what they’re talking about. Guess we would have to give it a try some time, but most likely not a good idea. If they are right and it works, today might be the best lesson, we ever learned.” We both had a good laugh.

About a month before Steve turn 16, we got the van running. Now we just needed to get the inside set up. Steve and his dad did get a futon into the back of the van. It had room to fold down. Mr. Moe and my dad did get it secured to the floor and even had seat belts installed that worked, but only two could sit in it. There was enough room in the back to get five seats added. Three-line one side of the van. Another two up against the two front seats facing backwards. With one more on the same side as the sliding door. It was a very tight fit. Mr. Moe and my dad just shook their heads after we were done. Mr. Moe had the van inspected and got it license plates.

A few days before Steve’s birthday we were sitting in the van talking, Steve: “You know your dad is right I’ll need help paying for gas.”

Me: “I don’t mine helping out. How much.”

Steve: “Since you’re going to be with me all the time, you pay half.”

Me; “I’ll have to talk to my dad. I don’t have that kind of money. Hey, you can give Don, Bob, and Nick rides to school. You can charge them for riding.”

Steve: “Yeah, I’ll charge them 10 dollars a week. You add 10 dollars also. I might make money, depends on how much I ride around.”

Me: “I’m in. I still will have to ask my dad for the money.”

That evening I told my dad about the money. He told me no problem, but I’ll have to do some extra chores around the house. Now mom wants to check out the van before she will even let me ride in it. She didn’t care if dad said it was okay.

After Steve’s birthday he went with his dad to get his driver’s license. The first thing he did was come over to my house so mom could check out the van. I stood there as mom got the grand tour of the van.

Guess I should tell you about my mom. She is a teacher at the same High School I attend. I’ll most likely never have her as a teacher because she teaches accounting. The only bad thing about my mom being a teacher is that she teaches at the same high school that I attend. I knew most of the teachers not just as my teachers at school, but also as friends of my parents. Only my friends and a small handful of other kids knew my mom and I are related. She has an outgoing personally, she seems to run things around the house. I think it’s mainly because dad travels a lot for work.

Dad and she had me right out of High School, mom was 18 at the time. She went to college part time until she got her teaching degree. Mom just turned 34 which makes me 15 years old. My mom is 5’5’’, about 130 pounds, with long black hair with hazel eyes. She works out every day at the school gym which gives her toned legs and a slim waist. I might sound crazy, but I really can’t resist imagining the things I could do to her as I check out her fine bubble ass which I must admit I enjoy watching it sways as she walks, don’t forget those long tone legs. My friends tell me she is a MILF. With her great outgoing personality seems to make her a great teacher.

Mom: “Guess it is in good working condition. I want to see the inside.”

Steve opens the front door and the side door so mom could check it out. Mom looked in the front door pulling on the seat belt making sure it was working. When she looks in the side door: “Well, I see you got this set up to haul a few people around.”

Steve: “Oh, yes, It will be a little tight if I ever filled it up. I don’t think that will ever happen. It most likely be just Ken and me. I am hoping Don, Bob, and Nick will also be riding to school with us.”

Mom: “I’ve heard you’re going to be charging them 10 ten dollars a week.”

Steve: “Yes ma am.”

Mom: “So if I want a ride what would you charge me?”

Steve didn’t think as he said: “Mrs. Lee, I would charge you, well, let me put it this way. You’ll have to undress and give me and whoever else is in the van a blowjob.”

Mom Look back at me, I pretended I couldn’t hear them: “I don’t know if I should slap the shit right out of you for saying that. Or call your dad and tell him what you said.” Steve just stood there smiling. She just walks off.

Steve yells out: “Are you going to let Ken ride in the van?”

Mom: “Yes!” As she passes me, she gives me a dirty look as she mumbles: “Teenage male testosterone.” I don’t think she thought I could hear her.

After mom was out of sight: “Man are you crazy or what?”

Steve: “I know she didn’t slap me. Your dad is not running out here to kick my ass. Guess I’ll have to wait to see if she calls my dad.”

Me: “I still can’t believe you said that to her.”

Steve: “I remember what my dad friends were talking about. I just had to do it.” We both laugh.

At dinner that night Dad: “Well did the van pass your inspection hun?”

Mom; “Yes it did. I think with that futon it could get the boys in trouble.”

Dad chuckled: “Guess you forgot about being a teenager.”

Mom: “No I haven’t. Guess that is why I’m worried.”

Dad: “We all have to do dumb stuff. Better to do it while you’re young.”

Mom never did tell my dad or call Steve’s dad about what Steve said to her. Every time he stops by the house now, she is very friendly towards him. More than she used to be. Maybe what Mr. Moe friends said is true.

It was Saturday, Steve picked me up: “Hey, what do you think if I put some cameras inside of the van.”

Me: “Cool, let’s do it. You can keep an eye on the guys in the back in case they mess up your van.”

We found what Steve wanted, we got a dash cam and a rearview camera. He also got 9 small cameras. He also got two cameras that would be install on the outside of the van filming each side of it. It took us most of the day to install them. When we finished, he had a camera pointing at each seat in the back of the van. Then he installs two pointing at the futon. Steve made sure he was happy with the way the cameras were located and working.

After we were done Steve: “I heard of a party, let’s go.”

Me: “I’m in.” We took off. We pass the High School and was headed out of town. We drove about five miles down this country road. Nothing but farm fields on both sides of the road.

Steve: “I was told to look for white engineer tape hanging off a tree.”

We drove a little farther, Me: “I think I see it.” Yes it was white engineer tape. There was a small pathway thru some bushes. You couldn’t see anything from the road. We turn onto the pathway after we got thru all the bushes, we enter a large field. A few yards in there were a bunch of cars parked. We head for them as we found the party.

We walked up to some kids we knew from school. Most of them were upper classmates. We found out that once a month they always had a party at this location. The cops knew about it but left them alone. The farmer who own the land didn’t care if they were there as long as we didn’t cause any trouble. It was late when we finally left.

It was almost fall break, the High School was having it annual fund raiser. It is always a lot of fun. With a lot of games and made-up rides. Almost like a small fair. Since the school was involved, mom has to be there. Dad normally helps out but this year he has to be out of town on business. Steve and I were also going not to help out. but we were there to have fun. Don, Bob, Nick, plus for some reason Steve asked Tim to join us. All of us are 15 except Steve who is 16. I’m not a fan of Tim. I think of him as a jerk. he’s kind of a bully too. Always trying to show off his dominance. He thinks he is macho but really he’s just cocky and obnoxious.

The fund raiser was a one-day event which will be this Saturday. Mom was going to ride along with Mrs. Kim Smith and Mrs. Libby Hawk. Mrs. Smith and Mrs. Hawk picked mom up early Saturday morning. I was still in bed when they left. Steve stopped by around noon picking me up.

Me: “Why did you ask asshole Tim to come along?”

Steve: “I need him to do something for me. If he gets caught no big deal. He seems to always be in trouble anyways.”

Me: “What is he doing for you.”

Steve: “I’m not sure if it will work. Less you know the better for now. Did your mom drive today?”

Me: “No she rode with Mrs. Smith and Mrs. Hawk. Mrs. Smith drove. Why?”

Steve: “Just curious is all. Mrs. Smith drives the blue ford?”

Me: “Yep, she drives the blue ford.” We picked up the rest of the guys. After we got to the school, I notice Steve talking with Tim. Tim was all smiles. I’m not sure what Steve wanted Tim to do but I guess Tim was all in.

As we walk around the fund raiser at the school Tim was nowhere to be seen. About an hour after we were there Tim joins us.

Tim: “All done.”

Steve: “Thanks I owe you.”

Tim: “As long as I can join in the fun don’t worry about it.” I was wondering what they were talking about. I forgot about it after a few minutes as we were having fun.

A few minutes later mom walked up to us: “Hey, I was hoping you guys can stay until it’s over. I need some help to clean up a few things. It won’t take long most of the cleaning up will be done tomorrow.”

Steve: “Sure thing Mrs. Lee. We don’t have anything planned. We will be happy to help you out.” I didn’t say anything, mom smiles and walked away going back to whatever she was doing.

When the fund raiser was over all mom had us do was move some chairs and few tables back into the school. It took us about 20 minutes to finish everything up. By the time we were done everyone was gone. Mom thanked us.

We all went out to the van and piled in. We sat there for a few minutes trying to figure out what we were going to do next. By the time we got going we notice mom and the other two teachers standing by Mrs. Smith’s car.

Steve: “Let’s see what’s going on.” We all agreed. Tim chuckled.

As we pulled up, I notice all three of the women were just wearing jeans with a light conformable blouse. guess I should say a little about the two teachers who mom is with, Mrs. Smith is about the same age as mom. She is married also with two young kids. Her personality is a lot like moms. I should have her as a teacher next year. She is about the same height as mom and also in great shape. She has long blonde hair. Some days she wears it in a ponytail. She a MILF also.

Now for Mrs. Hawk she is younger than my mom and Mrs. Smith. She is also married with one very young kid. All of my friends think she is a hot teacher. She has long, wavy red hair that falls down her back just past her shoulders. She is shorter than the other two. With a very impressive figure. She’s a beautiful woman, not fat or even plump, just built like a brick house.

As we pulled by Mrs. Smith’s car, I rolled down my window: “Anything wrong?”

Mrs. Smith: “Looks like I have four flat tires.”

Me: “Wow!” Steve turned off the van and we all climbed out of the van.

Steve: “We would change the tire for you. But I don’t think you have four spares. I say your screwed, looks like you’re not going anywhere without a tow for sure.”

Mrs. Smith: “Aren’t you the smart one.”

Mom: “Steve can you be a good boy and give us a ride.”

Steve: “Mrs. Lee I’ve already told you the price for a ride in my van.”

Mom: “Steve this is kind of an emergency. You’re not going to leave us here.”

Steve: “It’s only about six miles to your house Mrs. Lee. Have a nice walk.”

Mrs. Smith: “Anne what is he talking about a cost for a ride?”

Mom: “Tell her Steve.”

Steve smile: “If you want to ride in my van, you three ladies will have to take all of your clothes off and give us guys a blowjob.” Mrs. Smith just stood there with her mouth slightly open.

Mrs. Hawk: “That’s not going to happen young man. We are teachers at this school and you all are students for one thing. For another, all three of us are married.”

Steve: “Like I said have a good walk.”

Mrs. Smith: “Even if we decide to take your rude offer there are cameras all around the school. I for one do not want to go to jail because you’re being an asshole.”

Steve: “Okay guys back into the van. Have a nice walk ladies.” We all pile back into the van. The three teachers stood there just looking at us.

As I got back into my seat: “Mom if you want, I’ll walk with you.” Mom just gave me a look like I was crazy. Steve started the van.

As he slowly pulled away, I head Mrs. Smith yelling: “Stop!!!” I raised my hand and Steve stops the van.

I notice all three of the women standing there talking. They got a smiles on their faces. Mrs. Smith walked to the driver’s side of the van. Steve rolled down his window: “Yes.”

Mrs. Smith: “Like I said we cannot do this here.”

Steve: “I know a place. Get in.”

As the women walked over to the side of the van with the sliding door, I looked at Steve: “They are bluffing.”

Steve: “I know. We going to go to the party place. Hopefully no one is there.” I just laugh.

The side door opens the women look inside. Mrs. Smith: “Not much room.”

Tim: “There’s enough seats for everyone.”

Mrs. Smith and Mrs. Hawk sat on the futon. Mom took the empty seat by the door. Tim stood up closing the door.

Steve took a left out of the parking lot which took us out of town towards the farmers field. Mrs. Smith: “This isn’t the way home.”

Steve: “I told you I knew a place where you three can pay up for the ride.”

Mom: “Steve I think your little joke has gone far enough.”

Steve didn’t answer her and kept on driving. It was the quietest ride I think I ever had. It took us about 15 minutes to get to the clearing.

As we turned off the road Mrs. Smith: “Where are we?”

Steve: “A nice little place. Looks like no one else is here.”

Mom: “There is no cell service out here”

Tim checking his phone: “You’re right.”

After pulling about halfway into the field Steve: “Everyone out”

I got out of the van opening the side door so everyone else could get out. I was surprised that the women also got out of the van. I thought they might try to stay inside as a protest.

We were all kind of just standing there not knowing what to say or do. Steve looking at the three MILF teachers: “It’s time to stop wasting our time. It’s time to pay up or start walking.”

Mom: “Steve, there is no way we are going to take off our clothes or even give you guys blowjobs.”

Steve: “Have a good walk then.” He started to walk back to his side of the van. The guys started getting back into the van.

Mrs. Smith: “Wait, maybe we can work something out?” Steve stops and turned around. The guy’s got out of the van again.

Mrs. Hawk whispering even though I could still hear her: “Look, there is no way we’re walking. We are now farther away than we were at the school.”

I walk over to Steve: “Remember be firm and don’t back down. Plus, we can’t let them be disrespectful to us now. We have already gone too far. You’re either all the way in or not. Call their bluff, they don’t want to walk.” Steve nodded his head.

Mrs. Smith: “There’s no way we can do what you want. First, we are married. Second, we are teachers, and you all are students and third that is Anne’s son, it wouldn’t be right.”

Mom looked at me. I whisper in her ear: “This is all Steve; I have nothing to do with this. I’ll walk home with you.” I lied; Mom just smiled at me.

Tim with a smirk: “I don’t think you three understand it’s cash, grass or ass, nobody rides for free. We don’t want your cash. I know you three don’t have grass on you. You either do what Steve wants or start walking.” Guess Tim was getting tired of not being in charge of what was going on.

Steve with a mean voice: “Tim I got this. Ok, ladies, I hope you’re not wasting any more of our time.”

Mom: “Look, Steve, we don’t know where we’re at. It’s too far to walk. Please give us a ride home.” Wow, I never heard my mom beg before but here she was begging my best friend to give her a ride.

Steve with a commanding voice: “Look bitch you’re wasting my time.” He stared at her, he abruptly continues: “Get those damn clothes off now, or we’re out of here.” My eyes open wide. I never heard Steve talk like this. Let alone he just called my mom a bitch.

Mom: “Excuse me, young man! I told you we were not going to do that. We just want a ride and never call me a bitch!” Mom was way passed angry now.

Steve: “I’m getting pissed. You’re wasting my time. You want a ride you three will take off all of your clothes. I don’t care if your son is here! If not, have a fucking good time walking out of here! I’ll call you whatever I want!”

Tim chuckling: “You heard him. Get those clothes off bitches!!”

Mrs. Smith: “You’re breaking the law!”

Steve: “What law are we breaking? That’s right, there is no goddamn law. I’m tired of your shit.” He turned and started walking back to the van with the guys following.

Mrs. Hawk: “No wait, please, let us talk some more”.

Steve turned looking real mean at Mrs. Hawk: “Ok, don’t take too long. We’re not going to wait here all day!”

Mrs. Hawk grabbed my mom and Mrs. Smith pulling them off to where we couldn’t hear them talk. Everyone was watching them at this point. Mrs. Smith was looking very upset waving her hands around like a crazy woman.

I knew the women didn’t want to walk, but I wondered if they were going to be willing to submit to Steve’s terms for a ride. My mom was talking now, the three MILF teachers were definitely arguing with each other. All three would look over at us every once in a while, as they argued then back at each other as they talked. Mom looked upset but defeated just shaking her head up and down.

Steve shouted: “Goddamn it, you three bitches make up your minds already! We aren’t going to wait all day!”

Mrs. Hawk looked at him: “Ok, we’ll do it.” Mom and Mrs. Smith gave her a nasty look. I don’t think they agreed with her.

Steve looks at me smirking as he talks to the three teachers: “Well, move your asses over to the van.”

I knew the three teachers were only doing this because they didn’t really have a choice. They did but they didn’t want to walk.

Mom: “You’re a fucking asshole.”

Tim yells out: “Don’t let that bitch disrespect you like that!!”

Me looking at Steve I whisper: “I know she’s my mom but he’s right.”

I didn’t know what Steve was going to do as he walks up to my mom reaching out grabbing her by the throat, he squeezes his hand around it. He wasn’t choking her, but he had a very firm grip around it: “What we have here is a failure to show respect! This bitch who needs a ride, believes she can call me names in front of my friends. You all heard her call me an asshole. Guess You three bitches are walking.”

Mrs. Hawk: “No, no, please let her apologize.”

Steve gave a hateful look into mom’s eyes which made mom try to look away: “Well, bitch, I’m waiting.”

Mom look at the other two teachers as best as she could with the grip Steve had on her throat: “I’m sorry. I know I was wrong.”

Tim: “I think they need to do whatever we want now. Plus, they need to call us sir whenever they talk to us from now on.”

Steve still with a firm grip around mom’s throat: “Tim you might have something there. You three need to respect us. From this point on you’ll call us sir. Mrs. Lee that includes your son Ken.” Steve tightens his grip on mom as he spoke.

Mom: “Sir I do so apologize for talking to you like that. I’m so sorry sir. Sir, I promise I’ll never do anything so stupid again.” Steve let go of his grip on mom and she fell to the ground.

Steve: “Of course you’re sorry. You just made the price of the ride higher.”

Watching what was going on I couldn’t help but feel my male hormones surge through my veins giving me a natural high. I don’t think I’m going to be able to control myself. mom stood back up. The three women were now standing in the middle of us guys as we surrounded them now.

In one hand I was thinking this predicament is hilarious but in the other hand it wasn’t, mainly because it was my mom who was being forced. Yes, all three of the teachers were being coerced. Even though they agreed to do what Steve wanted, but if they needed a ride, plus they had no idea where they were. It came down to that they had no other choice but do as Steve tells them.

Steve in a loud voice: “Time to get started. You will each walk over to the van one at a time. Then I want you three to tell us your full name and that you’re doing this on your own free will. You first Mrs. Lee.”

Thinking this was odd I remember Steve had cameras all around the van. I just notice Bob was also recording the action with a video camera. I know the three women didn’t know about the cameras on the van. I don’t think they noticed Bob was filming them. Steve: “If you still don’t want to do this then don’t. We don’t mind leaving you here but if you want a ride then Mrs. Lee you’re first! Stop wasting time.”

Mom walks over to the van: “Sir, my name is Anne Lee; I’m doing this on my own free will.”

Mrs. Smith: “Sir, my name is Kim Smith; I’m doing this on my own free will.”

Mrs. Hawk: “Sir, my name is Libby Hawk; I’m doing this on my own free will.”

Steve: “Now you will each disrobe one at a time. You’re first Anne.”

Mom didn’t say a word as she starts to unbutton her blouse. After she had her blouse unbutton, she removed it letting it fall to the ground. Don picks it up throwing it into the van. She didn’t have a sexy bra on. It was still sexy seeing her there in her jeans and white bra. Mom was looking around hoping Steve wouldn’t make her go any further.

Tim yells out, “Lose the bra you bitch!!” She looks at Steve and he nodded for her to continue. She slowly reached behind her unclasping her bra. That is when I got this feeling of uneasiness. I start to think this was all wrong. I was no longer cool with it, but I didn’t see any way to stop it.

Nick noticed my uneasiness as he whispered into my ear: “Relax Ken they’re just your mom’s tits, relax.” I took a deep breath even though I still wasn’t cool with the idea.

I watch her reached up to her left shoulder pulling down her bra strap and letting it slide down her arm. Now holding on to the front of her bra she reached up and pulled down the other strap. Removing her hand where she was holding the bra, letting it fall to the ground. The guys were cheering as they looked at her exposed boobs.

Wow I couldn’t believe it here is my mom in her jeans with her boobs just hanging there fully exposed in front of my friends and me. One thing for sure a topless woman in jeans is sexy as hell even if it is my mom.

Bending down Don picked up her bra, looking at it he yells out bra size 34 C. As he tossed it into the van all the guys were making some kind of rude comment about her tits or bra size.

Steve: “Ok, turn around so everyone gets a good look at them sexy titties.”

Mom started turning around as she faced Tim: “You have a great set there teach!”

Everyone laughed making sure they also had some kind of commented about her tits. As she turns her boobs would bounce and damn my cock was getting hard from watching my own mom’s tits bounce.

She was now finally facing me; she had a look of surprise on her face. I don’t think she thought I would be watching. She just smiled at me as I checked her boobs out. It was my first time ever seeing my mom’s tits. Her boobs sagged a little, but they looked great. Her nipples were hard and pointing straight out. Her areolas were a nice light color.

Before she turned to the next guy I know she noticed I had a hard cock. As she turned towards Bob that is when she saw the camera pointing at her. In a nervous voice she whispered: “What, you’re filming us sir?” She then quickly turned back facing Steve.

He was smiling while looking at her: “Don’t worry about it. We’re documenting this in case you want to call the police. Remember we’re not making you do this. It’s your payment for a ride.”

Mom was giving him a very evil eye. Mrs. Smith was about to say something but didn’t. She knew it was better not to argue with him now. He was right they were doing this for a ride.

Since none of the other teachers said anything else, Steve, smiling: “Now let’s finish taking off the rest.”

I couldn’t believe it mom started smiling. I watched fascinated while she undid her belt. As she slowly unzipped her jeans, she was looking around at all of us. I realized that I always wanted to see her naked and today it was happening.

Again, as she moved, her tits were bouncing and I just couldn’t take my eyes off them. Damn I wanted to drop my own jeans to play with my hard cock.

She pulled her pants down as I stared at her plain white panties. My eyes went to her crotch where the soft cloth covered her pussy. She kicked off her shoes to get out of her jeans. I couldn’t help myself I was getting even more excited. She slowly pulled her panties down. Everyone was silent for the moment.

From where I stood, I couldn’t really see her pussy. I felt strange that I wanted to. I tried to move to get a good look but couldn’t without being noticeable. So, I stayed where I was.