Janice's Naked Journal

** All characters mentioned or named in this story are 18+ years old. **

Tuesday, April 15

The bell was about to ring for first period senior Calculus, when Sam walked in naked. Jack was right behind her. I assume she caught a ride with him. My morning classes went well. Applause, hoots and compliments as always are a fun start to each class. The lessons went on well and very few questions as I made my slow walks during the homework sections.

The bell rang after third period. As the students left, the photographer along with Ms. Kang entered. The first picture he took had me posed, just as all other teachers, standing beside the American flag in the classroom. Usually shot from the waist up, my website picture would be only topless. Then I posed in front of the whiteboard with several formulas left over from third period. Standing 45 degrees towards the board, but facing the camera, that was a head to toe nude shot. That was to be sent with the press releases later today, I thought I looked cute with my dry erase marker, and 4 inch bright red heels. Shot at the angle, my protruding inner pussy lips were not as obvious. I asked, could get a copy of that pic sized for an 8x10 print?"

He assured me he'd email it to me later today. Then he and Ms. Kang headed out. I followed them out and headed to the girl's restroom before my afternoon classes.

Before the bell for fifth period, Sam walked in with the box containing her cap and gown. She handed it to me. I smiled, opened the box and removed the gown. I put the lid back on, "That's what you'll wear to graduation." I placed her gown in a desk drawer until I can pass it to Mr. Jones.

My afternoon classes, otherwise, went great. The applause, hoots and compliments get louder, and I take my bow before starting the lesson. During my homework section slow walk, I made a stop to answer a students question. From behind I felt a hand touch my ass. I turned to face the culprit.

He blushed, "I just had too."

He looked pitiful. I smiled, "Yeah. It's okay. I get that." I let him get away with it and turned to finish answering the other student's question, then continued my walk. After the bell rang, the class gathered their stuff and headed out.

A few minutes later, Ms. Kang arrived with five girls. Two of the seniors I knew being in one of my classes. Both of them whipped their dresses over their heads, nothing underneath, walking in naked. I smiled and applauded their enthusiasm.

Ms. Kang started, "The reasons for this being a club are so the school has a list of the girls approved to be naked. Also to verify they don't start until they are 18 years of age. It also legitimizes their common behavior. They have a common set of rules and goals. And, if they want, they can promote the club to maybe expand membership."

I nodded, "I see nude at school. Where does 'Nude for Knowledge' come in?"

Kathy, a nude senior smiled, "That's where maybe your classroom comes in. We want a place, as we gain members to cross tutor each other during lunch period. Help each other get better at our weaker subjects."

I nodded, "And that's where recruiting a few others to round out the talents helps, right?"

Cheryl, the other nude senior nodded, "Exactly."

I looked at the girls, "How are you planning being naked here? Arrive naked? Strip on arrival? You're deciding for future members as well."

Kathy started, You know, coming in the main entrance, the first area between the outside doors and the lobby doors. There's a rack with hangers, I guess for coats."

Cheryl continued, "My mom has an embroidery shop. She made me this." She pulled on a t-shirt long enough to just cover her ass by an inch. Embroidered over her left boob in pink was 'Nude for Knowledge' with 'Cheryl' centered below, "We wear these to that coat rack and then hang them up for the day before entering."

One of the others chimed in, "We all thought that was a great idea."

I asked, "So, you're going to hang them out in the open where every student passes by them? What if it's stolen?"

Cheryl, "Ohh, my mom is going to make each of us a half dozen. These are the thinnest, cheapest t-shirts she can get."

Kathy added, "That element of danger is kinda exciting. Will my shirt still be there?" She giggled.

I asked Ms Kang, "Are parents, like Cheryl's are, aware or signing permission slips or something? Anything like that required?"

At the age of 18, we can't require it."

I asked, "What if we installed a rack here on senior hall, or in the girl's restroom just down the hall?" Another student spoke up, "See, the closer to outside, the better. Sam walks in the school naked, we kinda want that experience, or as close to it?"

I looked at Ms. Kang, "What would be the official school opinion on this?"

She looked at the girls, "Now that it has been asked. As 18 year old adults, with permission to be nude on the property, we have no say on what they wear to and from. But, in the same light, the club can only issue a preference, not a rule."

Kathy asked, "So, basically, nudity can be required inside the building when they sign up for it, but off the property, everyone is on their own?"

Ms. Kang nodded, "I would prefer one unified decision. Go with the t-shirt for commuting. If you want, we'll put a rack somewhere outside to remove it before you enter."

Kathy smiled, "I like that idea." Cheryl and the others nodded.

Ms. Kang smiled, "I'll get a location approved, and a rack installed with weather proof hangers by Thursday, ready for club members on Monday."

Cheryl looked at Cathy, "I'll bring your t-shirts tomorrow.

Brent walked in, "Pay no attention to me ladies."

The girl's all said "Hi Mr. Parker."

Ms. Kang looked at him, then me. Brent smiled, "Janice was kind enough to give me a ride in this morning." He figured Ms. Kang would think his car was being serviced or something.

I asked, "Unless there is something else girls, my classroom is yours during lunch period, and I'm your teaching sponsor. Ms. Kang will certify your club. You are ready for Monday."

Another girl walked in my classroom, "I think I found the naked meeting? Brenda. I want to join." She paused, "Hi Mr. Parker." Brent smiled as she lifted her dress and took it off.

Kathy knew her from senior literature, "Brenda, I'll give you the run down." She's also in Brent's senior General Chemistry class.

Cathy smiled, "Shirts for Brenda too."

Brenda sent a text, then announces, "Maria is on her way too. We didn't know where the senior math classroom was."

A minute later Maria stepped in the room already naked, "Hi everyone. Hi Mr. Parker."

Kathy waved her over to join Brenda, and Cathy made note of her name for t-shirts.

The meeting ran longer than I thought it would, but after they left, Brent and I headed out to my car. I drove us to the wine shop. A cell phone was aimed my way before we even entered. Stepping in, we looked up towards the assistant manager in his booth. He grinned at us and waved us to go on in the store. I gave him a treat, bending over to grab a basket.

I followed Brent slowly through the aisles. Others followed me here and there, probably taking videos. Others took videos of me heading their way when I walked beside Brent. He'd say, "Smile." whenever he spotted a cell phone out. We spent an hour or more looking at wines selecting eight bottles to buy. It didn't take long to check out, posing with the clerk for his selfie. Then we headed out, with our bottles in a box. Brent put them in the back.

As we were heading back to his cabin, I spotted the big pool and hot tub warehouse store on the right, "Let's go look at hot tubs, for fun."

He laughed, "You're dressed to try them out."

We stepped in the store and a salesman greeted us with the same joke, "Ready to try out a hot tub?"

I laughed, "Let's see what you have, smaller, maybe 4 seats at the most? Do they all use the same chemicals, or do some use something more gentle on my skin? See how I keep it soft?"

Brent just stood by my side watching me work the salesman. I turned, running my hand up my back, "I want jets from my ass to my shoulders?" I turned back, "Maybe one that shoots between my legs, massaging these inner thighs?"

Brent wanted to laugh because the salesman had a hard time finding words. He motioned for us to follow him as he collected his wits. We arrived at a square deep hot tub with fancy lights changing color. He smiles, "This is a salt water tub, good on the skin. The tub converts the salt to quick evaporating chlorine, but no stabilizer to irritate your skin. Different settings for the 37 Jets in there, and 115 volt, quick setup."

I surprised him going up the two steps, then I gave the big show as I lifted my leg over the tub wall, rested my foot on a seat. Legs spread, I gathered my hair over my head, then finished climbing in. I sat in the lounging seat with the line of jets. He turned those jets on with a touch of one button. Another button and a blaster between my feet came on. My pussy was vibrating, "Ohh, yes. Yes. That's the jet." The salesman was blushing.

I started getting up and Brent kinda turned like he was looking at another tub as I stood, water dripping and running off my body as I straddled the tub wall wide to get out. Standing there wet and dripping, Brent looked. I asked the salesman, "What else should I look at?"

He lead us to another hot tub. It was similar in specs but had a lounger for two, tight side by side. And a bench for two on the other side of the footwell. I made the same entry, stepping down to the bench holding up my hair. I crossed over to the double lounger and he turned on the same jets, plus all these bubbles forced up from little holes down the center of the seat, "That tickles my, ahh, butt."

Brent laughed, "That's the one!"

Brent turned as I started climbing out. I gave the salesman my wet exit, spreading my legs over the tub wall. Then stepped down. I asked, "How much is this one?"

He listed with delivery, setup, an easy open folding cover and the steps, $8,950." I gave him my pouting face as my nipples hardened in the air conditioning. He looked at me, "Say $7,750, our previous big sale price." I went to the tub and bent over the side, looking at the jets and lighting. Staring at my wet ass and pink star. I heard him trying to say "$6,475 for everything."

I walked over to Brent and put my arms around him, then wrapped my legs around his waist getting him wet. He held me up by my ass cheeks. I whispered, "If I stop paying rent, I can swing this. Be nice on the deck corner by the outdoor shower."

Brent whispered, "Let's move you in."

He set me down and I went to the salesman. I gave him a wet hug, "I'll take it."

His shirt was damp and his jeans bulging when I released him. He took a minute and then we headed to the front counter with the product information sheet. He told the clerk, "Full package, $6,475."

The clerk said, "Damn! What a deal. When can we schedule delivery?"

Brent replied, "What time works on Friday, maybe late morning?"

She replied, "Where are we going?"

Brent smiled, "Woodside."

The clerk looked on the computer, "Friday. How would sometime between 10:00 and noon work for you?"

Brent was writing the address down for her, "That'd work great."

The clerk looked at me, "With tax it's $7082.35."

I gave her my debit card, "Put $3000. on this card." She rang up that part, then I handed her my credit card, "The rest goes on this card."

She rang that up and handed me all the paperwork, "We'll be there Friday. You two are going to really enjoy that hot tub."

Paperwork in hand, we headed out of the store. Brent smiled, "You are just full of surprises."

We talked about my moving in, how little I have to move. Once we were home, Brent got a simple dinner going on the grill and joined me grading homework. We took a break for dinner, then back at it. After we finished up, I took Brent's hand and took him in the pool. Late in the evening, the lights were on. As we stepped in the cool water, our naked bodies glowed.

I wrapped my arms around him and gave him a huge passionate kiss. He lifted me by my ass cheeks as I wrapped by legs loosely around him. Another long deep kiss and he started lowering me onto his dick. He took over easily raising and lowering me, taking control of the stroking as we shared more passionate kisses. We were moaning and groaning with each deep stroke. I let out a scream slammed by an intense orgasm, then felt Brent erupt, his hot cum contrasting with the cool water outside of my pussy. It was heaven.

I kept holding onto him, extending that moment. But it was time to dry off and carry our stuff in. Grabbing a couple cold waters, he followed me up the stairs. We finished our nighttime routines and slipped under the covers. We hugged up tight, nose to nose, and after a long kiss, Brent watched me fall asleep.