Chapter 2: Tuesday

Tiffany

I had no idea sleeping with someone could be so nice. I've read about people who have trouble sleeping together and who wake up every time their partner moves. That wasn't the case, sleeping with Matt. Of course, part of that could be because I don't think either of us moved during the night.

We went to sleep with Matt's cock pressed firmly against my ass and his hand holding my boob. We woke up the very same way. I awoke first, and just lay there enjoying the feeling. Matt and I have always cuddled a lot, but we always had clothes on before. He had never held my boob the way he was now, either.

I think I could have lain there forever, but Mom tapped on the door the stuck her head in and said, "Wake up sleepy heads. Time to get ready for school."

I don't know if it was because it was Mom's voice waking him, or if it was because he was in a strange bed, but Matt jerked awake and was standing in the middle of the floor before I could even take a breath. Of course he had a hard on, and of course it was pointed straight at Mom.

Mom giggled then said, "My goodness, Matt, are you happy to see me this morning? My daughter didn't do a very good job of taking care of you, I see."

"I did quite a good job," I said. "He's just very virile. If you'll get out of here, I'll take care of him again."

"You mean you're not going to let me watch? As interesting as that sounds though, you don't have time for anything this morning. I let you sleep a little extra, so you have to hurry to get to school on time."

The whole time we were talking, Matt was just standing there, blushing. Finally he found his voice, "Uh... Jenny, I'm sorry. I... uh..."

Mom giggled again. "It's okay, Matt. I haven't had one of those things pointed at me since Tiff's dad ran off with his secretary."

Matt

My God! How embarrassing. I mean, Tiff and I were naked in school all day yesterday, but to be naked in front of Jenny was just too much. She seemed to take it well though and I think she was only half kidding about watching.

Tiffie got out of bed and grabbed my elbow. "Let's take a shower, Matt, and get away from this pervert before she attacks you."

It was a very nice shower. Washing Tiffie was a lot of fun, and washing her hair was something else. I had never washed a woman's hair before, and I was hooked for life. There's something so sensuous about working the lather into her shoulder length tresses.

Of course I made sure that every part of her was squeaky clean and she did the same for me. We'd have probably still been at it, but Jenny started yelling for us.

Tiffany

Mom had made a nice breakfast for us, but we had to hurry through it. I had gotten ready for school, but Matt had to go home and change before we could leave.

We got into Matt's house and I stopped to talk to his mom while he ran upstairs to change. I love Sally. She's always been my second mom. If mom was at work or something, I could always count on Sally to help me with anything I needed help with.

"So, how was it?" Sally asked with a grin.

"Sally, it was the most wonderful thing that has ever happened to me. We only did it once, but I had an orgasm that was as good as all of the other orgasms I've ever had put together."

"I'm glad it was good for you, Sweety. I'm sure Matt enjoyed it too."

"Yeah," I grinned. "We enjoyed the cuddling afterwards too. I don't think we moved until mom came in the room this morning."

"She didn't catch you at anything did she?"

"No, but she scared Matt so bad he jumped out into the middle of the floor, completely naked. He was still half asleep, so he just stood there like a deer in your headlights, pointing at mom."

Matt

When I came back down stairs, my mother and my girlfriend were laughing hysterically. I knew it had to be about Jenny waking us up, but I wouldn't give them the satisfaction of asking.

We walked to school and were not surprised to see a sizeable crowd waiting by the door where the people in The Program had to undress. Tiffie and I looked at each other then both of us broke into a grin.

I started unbuttoning Tiffie's blouse without even asking. When I had all the buttons undone, she reached over and pulled my shirt over my head. I unhooked her bra, and when it fell loose, I leaned over and kissed each of her nipples.

She hooked her thumbs into the waist and of my shorts and pulled them and my briefs down with one motion. As she straightened up, she ran her hand along the length of my cock and said, "Later."

I returned the favor, removing her shorts and panties, then fondled her pussy. I just smiled and nodded.

Tiffany

Our first class was English. Mrs. Schneider always had some snide comment to make to anyone who was in The Program, so I wasn't surprised when she asked if either of us needed relief, then smirked when we said we didn't.

Jimmy Watson was in the class and when Mrs. Schneider asked if we needed relief he said, "I'll give the nerdette some relief," then he grabbed his crotch.

I could tell Matt was pissed off, so I just squeezed his hand and shook my head. He got the message and started to relax.

Jimmy followed us into the hall after class and again demanded I bend over and spread my cheeks. Matt nodded, then stepped behind me so his butt was against mine. I bent over and spread my cheeks, but all Jimmy could see was Matt's cock.

"Move your ass Matt," Jimmy almost shouted.

Matt started swaying his ass back and forth, causing his cock to swing as well. "Does it turn you on to see my cock swing back and forth, Jimmy?" he asked.

Several people had gathered around to watch the byplay, and all of them cracked up at Matt's question. Jimmy just turned red and beat a hasty retreat.

Matt

Even though Jimmy ran off, embarrassed, I was beginning to be a little worried about him. Everyone else was pretty much leaving Tiff and I alone. Of course, there was the occasional grope or fondle, but most kids asked Tiff if they wanted to fondle me, or asked me if they wanted to fondle Tiff. It seemed to have spread rapidly that Tiff and I were a couple.

Jimmy, on the other hand, didn't ask. He demanded. Jimmy ran with a pretty rough crowd. He played football, but off the field he hung out with the guys you just knew were going to spend most of their lives in jail. I decided to talk to Tim in gym class to see if he had any ideas about what I should do about Jimmy.

Biology was a lot tamer today than it was yesterday. Neither Tiff nor I were in need of relief. I could tell she was a little shaken though, so, PDA rules or not, I held her hand until she calmed down.

Tiffany

Gym class on Tuesdays is always team sports. We had been playing basketball for the last two weeks, so I kept my shoes and socks on and gave my necklace to Karen to hold for me.

There were four half court games going on, two for boys and two for girls. I sat out the first game and looked around for Matt. He seemed to be in a serious conversation with Tim, then they called over Ed Wilkins and Mike Allen. There was some talk and a lot of nodding before they broke up.

I had a pretty good game after I got in to play. I actually scored six points. I was really hot and sweaty at the end though. As I started for the shower room, Tim, Mike, and Ed fell in beside me.

"What's up?" I asked.

"We're your honor guard," Tim grinned. "We're here to see that nothing happens to my second best girlfriend."

I laughed, feeling much safer. "Thanks guys," I said. "It's nice to have friends like you guys."

Matt

Karen and I talked through our showers again. Karen is a big girl. She'd have to be to be Tim's girlfriend. She is only a couple of inches shorter than me, with big breasts and wide hips. Her skin is like ivory, and completely flawless. We washed each other's backs, and I was sprouting a woody before we were finished.

"You know, Karen, if I wasn't crazy about Tiff and you weren't nuts about Tim, I'd be camping out on your doorstep trying to get a date with you."

"Yeah, I know, Matt. The feeling is mutual. It's nice to have such good friends as you and Tiff. It's hard to imagine, but I catch a lot of flack for dating Tim."

"You mean because he's black and you're white?"

"Yeah, even in this day and age. Stephanie Winters even told me that if I broke up with Tim I'd have to date another black guy because no white guy would have me."

I had to laugh at that one. "Karen, you know you'd be one of my best friends, even if you weren't going out with Tim, don't you?"

She smiled at me and nodded. "Tiff feels the same way about you that I do. We both love you and we both love Tim. I'm just glad you found each other. As for no white guy wanting you, I've already told you I would, and I'm sure there are many others who would as well."

Tiffany

Tim and I were waiting when Matt and Karen came out of the girls' locker room. They were holding hands and smiling like they had some kind of secret.

"Karen, I'm going to scratch your eyes out if you're coming on to my boyfriend," I told her with a smile.

"You know better than that, Tiff," she said. "I've been having a bit of a rough time, and Matt just helped me with it. I do love him, you know. Of course I love you too."

Matt put his arm around me as we started walking toward the lunch room. "I love you too, Karen. Why don't you and Tim come over this evening? Or, better still, why don't we all go to Betty's and pig out on junk food?"

"Betty's sounds like a plan," Karen said. "I love their deep fried mushrooms."

"Hey," Tim interjected. "Don't Matt and I have any say in this?"

Karen and I looked at each other and grinned. "No," we said in unison.

Lunch was as bad as it was yesterday. Meatless Ravioli is also Tasteless Ravioli. And, who ever heard of serving creamed corn with ravioli?

Sam Tilly and Cindi Williams joined us again. The Freshman and Senior couples in The Program must be in the other lunch period. I'd seen them in the halls a few times, but since I didn't know any of them I just smiled at them as we passed.

"So," Cindi said, "Are you guys still virgins?"

"Not even close," I laughed.

"So, how was it?"

"Earth shattering! Terrific! Stupendous! Mind blowing! And any other superlative you can think of," I told her.

"I'm so happy for you," Cindi said. "Like I said, my first time was a disaster."

Matt

It was nice hearing Tiffie say our first time was so good. I had a chance to ask her about Jimmy while we were walking to our American History class.

"He kept staring at me, Matt, but with Tim and Ed and Mike hanging around me, he didn't even come close to me," Tiffie said.

"That's good. Just be careful, my love. I'll be with you every period except the last one and in the shower room. Karen is going to be watching out for you while I'm in shop class."

Mr. Gallway started right in on a lecture on the factors leading up to the Revolutionary War when everyone was seated. I never did like the bastard because he always acted so superior. Mom and Jenny are both very intelligent people. They've always treated Tiff and I like we were intelligent as well. Mr. Gallway, on the other hand, treats any student like they are a moron.

About ten minutes before the end of the class Gallway stopped talking and asked if there were any questions. A guy I barely knew named Billy something raised his hand, and when Gallway recognized him asked, "Why did everyone get so upset over the tea tax? I mean, no one drinks that much tea anyway."

Gallway sneered at him and said, "I've heard said that there is no such thing as a dumb question, but that was a dumb question. I want you to write me a thousand word paper for tomorrow on why tea was important to the colonists. This won't get you any extra credit, but it will keep me from marking you down for asking that question."

Everyone else kept their mouths shut.

Tiffany

That damned Gallway should be hung by his balls. There's no way Billy should have been treated the way he was. There were times when you could ask Gallway a question and he did his best to answer it. Other times you shouldn't ask him anything because he was such an ass.

Matt and I had study hall next. We did a lot of touchy-feely, under the table, while we pretended to study. I must have moaned too loud at one point, because Ms. Smithers whirled around and looked at me. I was nervous, but I just smiled at her. She turned back to the papers she was grading so I tried to hold it down after that.

Home Economics was a mess. I think whatever goddess was in charge of cooking had it in for me that day. I'm sure I got all the ingredients right in the cake I was baking, but the damned thing was about a quarter of an inch thick when I pulled it out of the oven.

Oh, well, I had an "A" going in the class, so one bad grade wasn't going to kill me.