Chapter 16 - Return to Normal

Content: fm fucking exhibitionism

He got a curious look from Greg the following morning as her arrived at school. Mary had quickly taken up the clothing-optional lifestyle again now that the situation had calmed down, and he was clearly surprised to see Jake fully-dressed again -- though with the weather the way it still was, fully-dressed meant just a t-shirt and shorts.

"I'm meeting Angela at lunch," he explained. "It doesn't feel fair to talk to her with the amulet on."

Mary nodded as they went inside and made their way to their classroom. "Right. So, is there something between you two? You never really talked before she asked you to prom, did you?"

"We didn't, no. But she's funny and nice and it's really easy to talk to her. I haven't had much opportunity, lately, what with the jewelry thing, but... There might be something?" He shrugged helplessly. "There's enough of a chance that I want to make sure that when I'm talking to her, she can respond honestly, right? I mean, people you talk to in passing-"

He waved a hand helplessly, but Mary understood. "You're talking to her about something where what you do matters to her, so you don't want to interfere with her... understanding of events."

"Yes, that." He sighed, filled with a sudden urge to explain himself to her. Maybe that would help him get his thoughts in order. "We're not even really dating or anything, but... Well, prom is important to her, and I want her to have a good time and to be able to tell me what she wants."

Mary smiled. "I get it. I mean, I don't think any of us have a lot of close friends outside our little circle, so it doesn't come up too much, but I have to think about taking it off when I want to talk seriously with my parents otherwise they'll just agree with everything." She looked thoughtful. "Mostly, it's good. People don't bother us about things that don't really concern them, but you have to be careful if you actually want advice or something, or if it's about something that does concern them."

"Exactly," Jake agreed.

***

When the lunch bell rang, Jake quickly picked up a tray and made his way outside, to a shady spot in the quad where there were a couple of benches. It was a better place to meet privately than in the middle of the noisy lunch hall. Along the way, he removed his amulet. He hadn't had it long, but the freedom it gave already seemed so natural.

But now was not the time for that.

Even with his head filled with heavy thoughts, he could feel himself smile when he saw Angela sitting on the bench, picking at the mystery meat. She waved when she saw him approach, and Jake felt a sudden lightness to his steps as he approached and sat down beside her.

"Aren't there rules about the kind of things they can feed us?" was the first thing she said, looking sideways at him with a little smile.

"I think those are mostly about nutrition and things," he said. "I don't think there are any roles anything about the taste. Unfortunately," he added, prodding his own meal with a plastic fork.

"Yeah..." she sighed, as she bent over her tray.

They ate without speaking much. Jake didn't really know what to say, but was simply aware of the comfort of sitting next to her. He hoped that she felt the same way.

When the food was finally gone, Angela put her tray aside and turned to him. He was very aware of her knee brushing against his leg.

"So..." she began, and trailed off.

"Yes?" Jake prompted, "Was there something about prom that you wanted to talk about?"

She shook her head fractionally. "No, not really. I think we've decided everything that we need to." She fidgeted with the hem of her shirt. "I wanted to ask... Would you like to... do something together sometime, before prom?"

"Oh! Um. You mean like a date?" Angela nodded, blushing. "Sure! What do you have in mind?"

"I thought maybe a movie? Friday?"

"That-" Jake began, only to be interrupted by the bell. There was one on the wall by where they were sitting, so he simply smiled at Angela while he waited it out.

"That would be great," he said, when he could hear himself talk again. "I'll message you, OK?"

"OK!" Angela said, grinning widely. "See you later, I need to get to class!"

Jake walked her to the door, and they went their separate ways.

***

Jake felt buoyant with happiness for the rest of the day. Their trouble with the 'Jewelers' seemed to be over, and every time he thought about his upcoming dat with Angela there was a flutter in his stomach.

He should have asked her out a long time ago. He was just lucky that she had come to him now. He felt an urge to share his good news with his friends, but none of them shared any classes with him until the last of the day. There, as he approached the classroom, he saw Kailani leaning against the window in the hallway, watching the students enter the room. He was unsurprised to not that she, too, had picked up the clothing-optional lifestyle again.

"Hey!" Jake called out as he got closer.

Kailani smiled at him as he approached and patted the windowsill next to her.

"I guess things went alright with Angela?" Things till on track for prom?" At his look, she added, "Mary told me you were meeting with her."

Jake took up a spot next to her. "We're going on a date on Friday!" he said. "We didn't really talk about prom, nothing more to do about that."

"Finally," she said, deadpan. "I've been seeing that coming for a while."

"You have?"

"Sure." She grinned. "Even with all the conspiracy stuff, you still talked about her a lot, and kept up preparations for the prom. Plus you get that look when you talk about her."

"Waht look?" Jake asked, suspiciously.

"That same look she gets. The one that means that you want this to be more than just a prom date."

"I-" Jake began, and shrugged. "I guess so. She's nice, and easy to talk to. We have a lot more in common than I would have thought."

He stopped in the face of Kailani's grin. "Oh, so you're right, OK?"

Kailani patted his arm. "Don't worry, I'm sure she thinks the same way. It's just funny how oblivious you both were acting."

She glanced behind her, out of the window. "Anyway, that's not what I wanted to talk about."

"Oh?"

"Yeah. Look out the window," she said, keeping her gaze fixed on the classroom door as the last few students rushing in to beat the bell.

Jake turned and looked outside, watchin those students whose school day had already ended rush out, making their way to their cars or to the bus stop.

"What am I looking for?"

"The green car across the road."

"The small one? I see it."

"It's been there all day, and the driver has been keeping an eye on me any time she can see me."

Jake narrowed his eyes against the bright sunlight. He could just make out a blond head inside the car.

"So, we've found our watcher," he said.

"They told us they were going to keep an eye on us," Kailani said. "I think it's best if we just pretend we can't see her and let her report that we're not doing anything wrong."

"I guess. Still, I'm happy you noticed her. I feel better knowing who's watching us, so I have some idea when I'm actually in private."

Kailani nodded. Neither of them spoke for a moment.

Then, as Jake turned and made to enter the classroom, Kailani held him back with a hand on his upper arm.

"Feel like giving her something to watch?" she asked, as she turned away from the window.

"Class is about to start," Jake said, though not with much conviction.

"I think we've had about as much revision as we need," Kailani said, leaning sideways against him and running a hand over his chest. "Come on, things have calmed down and we're OK again. You shouldn't be dressed like that anymore."

Jake slung an arm around her shoulders and leaned back against the window, consciously trying to relax. "I was talking to Angela without my necklace. I think I would've attracted attention if I hadn't worn clothes."

Kailani giggled. "I think she would've appreciated the view. Anyway, you're wearing it now, so off with those clothes. I like the view, too."

Jake laughed as she pulled up his shirt, tangling his arms in the fabric. There was a bit of nervousness at the back of his mind at the thought that the woman who was watching was wearing a necklace of her own and would not be affected by his, but the feeling of Kailani's soft body pressing against him made it easy to push that worry aside, together with his thoughts of Angela. After all, their previous watcher had already worn it, and he had been watching for some time and must have seen plenty.

Kailani huffed and took her hands away when his shirt was stuck halfway up his face.

"Ugh, I can't reach any further," she said. "Guess I'm gonna have to get started somewhere else."

Jake jumped when a hand suddenly cupped his crotch and hurried to untangle himself from his shirt. By the time he managed that and dropped the crumpled shirt to the floor, Kailani had dropped to her knees and was pulling his pants down.

"I think I'm starting to become an exhibitionist," she said, looking up at him as he stepped out of his pants. A moment later, her fingers were on his boxers, pulling them down as well. "I'm getting hot just thinking about her watching us."

"Plenty of people have watched us already," Jake reminded her. "Remember the mall?"

"It's different when she's wearing an amulet," Kailani said, slipping his boxers over his feet and running her hands up his legs.

Jake had to admit that that was true, and as Kailani rose to her feet and stood inches away, her breasts pressing against his chest, he wondered how much their watcher could see of this and what she thought about it.

When Kailani's hand came up again to take hold of his half-hard cock, his thoughts about onlookers fled from his mind.

He looked into Kailani's eyes while his own hand crept down her stomach. He felt her heated skin as he skimmed over her mount, then cupper her pussy, his fingers gliding over her outer lips until the heel of his hand pressed against her clit. He saw her eyes widen and her mouth curve into a smile. She hummed with pleasure, and her grip on his growing erection tightened.

"Let's give her an eyeful," she said, in a low voice.

She turned and pressed herself against the windows, shivering when her breasts made contact with the glass. She looked back over her shoulder, ground her butt against Jake, his erect cock sticking up between her cheeks, and winked at him.

"Right then," he said, his hesitation evaporating quickly in the face of the view and the sensations Kailani was causing.

He stepped forward, fumbling with his cock as he pressed himself against Kailani's back, trapping her between himself and the glass. He kissed the back of her neck and ran one hand up her side while his cockhead slid between her legs from behind and rubbed along her slit.

It was an awkward angle, with his cock pointing down, and after a minute of unsuccessful fumbling, he moved his lips to her ear and whispered, "This isn't working, you're too short."

Kailani's head whipped around and she looked into his grinning face. She giggled.

"Let me try this..." she murmured, taking his hand and bringing it to her thigh.

She lifted one leg, urging Jake to hold it under the knee. the new position clearly exposed her wet pussy to the window, and gave Jake enough access that he could now find her entrance. He slid inside easily, crushing her harder against the window as he felt her tight heat around his cock.

"Ah..." He breathed by her ear, hearing his groan echoed by one of hers.

"We're- getting really oversexed," Kailani said, her gasp turning into a giggle as he slowly pulled out, her body wobbling in his grip in their unfamiliar position. "A couple of days of having to be careful and we're all just bursting..."

Jake grinned and nipped at her earlobe while he thrust into her again, his free hand wandering around to her front in search of her clit.

"Who's this 'we?'" he teased. "You don't speak for me."

"Hah!" she half-laughed, half-groaned. "As if you're not just as ready for it. You got it up fast enough?"

"That's your fault," he teased, "You seduced me!"

Kailani laughed and made a flailing attempt to swat his shoulder, gasping as the movement made him pull out and thrust in again.

"You ass!" she giggled.

"Not, this is your ass," Jake said, running his free hand down her side and squeezing a cheek. "And what a nice ass it is..."

Kailani burst into a fit of giggles that was quickly interrupted by moans when Jake began to thrust into her in earnest, trying hard to keep up a consistent rhythm despite his own laughter.

For a few minutes, neither of them spoke, both of them too caught up in the sensations as Jake fucked Kailani while she ground back against him and he pushed her against the glass. Jake gave her ass another few squeezes, feeling her butt ripple under his palm with the force of his thrusts. Then he moved his hand around to her front, fingers searching for her clit.

When he found it, rubbing a finger on either side, Kailani jumped in surprise, her arm knocking loudly against the window while she let out a gasp that turned into another moan. She reached back with one hand, fumbled until she found the back of Jake's neck, and pulled him forward against her, his chin over her shoulder.

He molded himself against her back, her body hot against his like her pussy was hot around his cock. He groaned as he pulled back, trying to maintain as much contact as possible as her pussy reluctantly released his length.

"I-is she watching?" he murmured by Kailani's ear.

"Thin- Ah! Think so," Kailani replied, as Jake strummed her clit and began fucking her, quickly in a rhythm of slow, deep strokes.

"I wish I could see you like she can," he panted, lifting Kailani's leg higher and going balls-deep inside her with every thrust.

"Oh?" Kailani panted, her hands flat against the window.

"Y-yeah, to see your tits pressed against the glass -- Ah! -- and my cock f-fucking your tight pussy..."

Jake had no experience with this kind of dirty talk , but now, with the both of them deliberately putting on a show for their 'spy,' he had a sudden urge to do it. From the way Kailani quivered under his thrusts and tightened her pussy around his pistoning shaft, he guessed that she thought it was hot, too.

"Yeah, show her!" Kailani panted her voice trailing off into a moan.

Jake strummed her clit as fast as he could with his hand trapped between Kailani's body and the glass as he fucked her. Kailani squirmed against the glass, and the fluids covering Jake's fingers were soon dripping down the window as well.

"I think- she has- binoculars," Kailani panted a few minutes later. Her leg was trembling in Jake's grip, and she had to force the words out between gasps. "Guess- she wants- a better look!"

Jake pressed himself closer against  her back, pausing in his thrusts to grind himself against her. He looked over her shoulder, and saw a glint of light from the open window of the green car.

"She's- interested," he whispered.

"Y-yes," Kailani shouted the word as she thrust her butt back against him.

Her gasps cut off abruptly as she stiffened, fingernails scrabbling against the glass while her pussy tightened and squeezed his dick. Jake began giving little thrusts again, smiling at the squeaks and gasps he drew from her as her tight pussy milked his cock. He wasn't going to last much longer, himself.

"You really- like this," he gasped, as Kailani slowly relaxed until only the pressure of his body pressing her against the glass was keeping her upright.

"Hmmm... Yeah," she breathed, eventually. Her body trembled as Jake kept gently fucking her, his hand moving away from her clit to a breast.

"Are you getting close?" she asked.

"S-soon..."

"You can go harder again," Kailani said, turning her head and brushing her lips against his cheek. "But warn me before you cum. I want to show her the finale."

Jake felt her grin against his skin. Her words called up an image in his mind of their spy's face as she watched them, and it stimulated his own exhibitionistic streak, increasing the pleasure rushing through his body as his thrust picked up speed again.

Kailani's pussy was so wet from her orgasm that wet squelching sounds filled the hallway as Jake picked up speed. He could feel himself approach his climax, an thrust into her harder and harder, his length prisoning in and out of her hot, silky channel and his hips making her butt ripple with the impact each time he bottomed out inside her.

Kailani, meanwhile, whispered encouragement in his ear. "Yes, fuck me! Show her! Harder!"

It meant that he wasn't going to last long. He soon felt the tingle at the base of his cock and the tightening of his balls that meant he was on the edge. With an effort of will, he slowed down a fraction.

"I'm close," he announced, between ragged breaths.

Kailani moved quickly. She twisted out in front of him, his cock slipping out of her, leaving him with a sudden sense of loss the feeling of her hot pussy was replaced by air, cold against their mixed fluids covering him. Before Jake quite knew what was happening Kailani was behind him, maneuvering him into place until he was leaning forward with his hands against the window. A second later her arm was around his waist and her fingers closed around his shaft.

"Remember the mall?" Her voice was close by his ear as she pressed herself against his back. He could feel her hard nipples poking against his skin as she began to stroke him. It took her only a few strokes to get the hang of it, and then she found a quick rhythm. She wasn't gentle but her hand jerked back and forth hard, slapping into his crotch with every stroke. It took her only a few moments to bring him back to the point he had been at when she had stopped him fucking her.

"Close..." he panted as pleasure shot up his body with every stroke of her nimble fingers. Her other hand slid down his side and landed on his ass, giving it a firm squeeze.

"Cum for me! For her! Show her what you can do!" Kailani was almost moaning as she spoke.

It was enough. Jake had just enough time and breath for a shouted, "Yes!" before his cock pulsed in her grasp.

She didn't stop pumping him as he came, making his seed jet out into the air to splatter all over the window. He spurted again and again, his cum landing on the glass, on the windowsill, and on the wall below.

When it finally stopped, Kailani squeezed hic dick and shook off the last few drops, the sensation of her hand on his overstimulated tool almost uncomfortable.

"Huh," was all he was capable of saying at first as he stumbled aside on unsteady legs until he was leaning against the opposite wall.

There was a giggle from Kailani as she took up position next to him.

"I guess we're gonna need to clean that up," she laughed, gesturing at the window. "You were really... productive today."

Jake followed her gaze and burst into a fit of giggles at the sight of the cum-splattered window.

"I guess I'm a bit of an exhibitionist, too. But you did the aiming," he said, eventually.

Kailani held up a hand, wrinkling her nose at the whitish fluid all over it.

"I did," she admitted, making it sound like an accusation. She wiped her hand on his chest.

Jake grinned and stood up straight as his legs began to feel steadier. He looked around.

"Have you got a towel with you? I didn't think to bring one."

Kailani half-sighed, half-laughed and went to her bag, bending at the waist and waving her ass in his direction as she rummaged around. Jake admired the view, but his spent cock didn't give a twitch.

Then a towel hit him in the chest.

***

It took some time to properly clean the window -- and the wall, and the floor -- and by then the last class was already halfway over, so Jake and Kailani decided against going in and simply went home.

With the upcoming exams looming large in his mind, Jade tried to spend some time on revision, which went pretty well until his concentration was broken by the buzzing of his phone.

He was happy to see a text from Angela.

Didn't see you at end of day. Hope you got let out early. We were bored silly in our after lunch classes 😴. Am looking forward to Friday. 😚 See you tomorrow!

Jake smiled as he replied and assured her he was looking forward to their date as well.

As he tried to continue studying, however, he found it hard to concentrate. It took him a while to identify the growing sense of unease, like a ball in his stomach. When it finally clicked what had been bothering  him, and that it had been building all day, he groaned.

He and Angela were going on a date soon, and that meant that they were actually dating. The fact that he had been having sex with Kailani and the rest of his friends hadn't meant much while they were all single, but now that something was starting to happen between him and Angela...

He knew that she would assume that meant they were exclusive. In fact, he would have assumed as much as well, if he hadn't had the amulet. And the fact that he had the amulet meant that Angela couldn't think properly about what his actions meant, and couldn't form her own opinion.

His head dropped to the desk. He could argue that he hadn't yet done anything like cheat on her, since they weren't officially together, yet. But he knew that if he hadn't been distracted by the freedom that the amulets offered, he would never even have thought that this might be okay.

He lay there for a while, eyes closed, while the thoughts whirled through his head. He had always thought of himself as a good guy, and that meant this couldn't go on like this. He just didn't know what to do about it. The amulets meant that he wouldn't even be able to explain to Angela what was going on. He could simply break things off with her, but the prospect of that made his heart clench painfully.

Simply stopping things with the others was possible, but even that, letting Angela go on believing that nothing strange had happened, felt unfair to her.

He didn't know what to do.

In the end, he dumped his feelings into a long, rambling e-mail that he sent to the entire group. He didn't know how coherent it was, but at the end he simply asked for advice:

I don't want to fuck things up with her, but the situation might be too messed up already. I don't know how to fix this. Help?

Then he put his phone down, not yet willing to see what the others might think, and started up his Playstation, trying to distract himself by shooting a bunch of aliens.
