It came to the point where my Dad and Terry were going to legally tie the knot
at the end of the week.  It was okay, I still had my controls in place.  Dad
would still be furious if he knew she had cheated on him, and there was always
the video tape I had of her.  That would definitely freak him out.  If she
thought it could go back to the way it was before, she had another think 
coming . . .

"Can I come?"  I asked my dad.

"No Son.  The bachelor party is just for adults, I'm sorry."  He replied.

"I'll show them."  I thought.  "I'll have my own."  So I got on the horn and
polled my friends for a time and place.  It really had to be at the same time as
my dad's since the two of them were pretty busy, even though it wasn't such a
big wedding.

"So, tonight you're coming with me to Jason's house."  I told Terry.

"I can't go with you anywhere tonight, I'm marrying your dad on Saturday.  There
is too much to do."  She protested.

"You won't be doing anything with Dad tonight.  He'll be at a party.  So you are
going to go to a party with me."  I said.

"Am I going to have any choice?"  She asked snidely.

"That's more like it."  I thought.  "You're the guest of honor, you have to go.
Dad is going to have his one last fling with freedom, and so are you.  You'll
thank me for it."  I said.  "I'll need you to wear your best business attire.
You're coming to the party as 'Ms. Nelson,' our history teacher.  I'll get you
some glasses at the drugstore."

Then I got on the phone.  "Jason, are you sure this is cool?"

"My folks are with my sister's family to help with my new nephew and my brother
Jeremy is cool with it if we let him come to it."

"Okay, we'll leave here just after my dad leaves."  I told Jason.

"Have fun Dad." I said, after he kissed Terry "Goodbye."

"Get dressed now, and don't be long.  The party is waiting for us.  Oh, and put
your hair up like this."  I said demonstrating how Ms. Nelson would have her
hair tight on top of her head moving handfuls of Terry's hair as best I could.

She was taking way too long, so I barged in on her.  She was holding clothes to
her body, looking at herself in the mirror.  "Geez woman.  The green one is just
fine."  I said impatiently.  I decided to supervise the rest of her dressing so
we could get underway as soon as possible.

"What are you planning to do?"  She asked me in the car on the way.

"We're gonna to live out everyone's fantasy, including yours."  I said.  "Here
it is.  Pull over."

We knocked on the door.  "Hey Jason.  This is Terry.  Terry, Jason." 

"Well, well, well.  She is prettier than Ms. Nelson, Bro."  Jason said
appreciatively.

"Here Terry, try these."  I said handing her the glasses I had for her.

"Perfect, Bro.  Very tearcherly.  This is gonna change my thinking in class big
time."

"I can't see very clearly with these."  Terry complained at the blurriness that
the reading glasses created for distance vision.

"You won't need them for long.  Where can she hide out?"  I asked Jason.

"Kitchen, dining room, living room, wherever you want.  We're all downstairs."
Jason said.

"Okay Terry,  wait in the living room until I announce you as the 'Guest of
Honor.'  Get a drink from the bar over there.  You'll be glad you did."  I
instructed.

We partied downstairs for almost an hour.  I came up a couple of times to make
sure Terry didn't sneak out on me.  I got her watching TV and refilled her drink
each time.  Then it was time for me to bring her down.  "Here, remember to wear
these."  I said referring to her glasses.  I held her arm as she wobbled in her
heels down the stairs to the basement.  It was mostly dark except for a few dim
lights.  To her it must have been the same as completely dark.  I really hadn't
paid much attention to the strength of the glasses when I picked them out, just
the style.  When I had her in the rec. room, the lights went up at our end,
music started and there was whistling and cheering.  As I backed away to join
the others I told her, "Turn us on, Ms. Nelson.  Let's make a little history
tonight."

She looked at all of us wide-eyed, well the glasses made her eyes look big at
least.  Looking through them later myself, I realized that she could see the
number of people in the room, but not identify them with the glasses on.
"Dance for us, Ms. Nelson."  I called out. 

Now you're probably thinking I'm a shit and she's the victim here.  Well, you
have to understand that it was her selfish nature to turn on and tease whomever
she pleased, whenever and for as long as she wanted.  That's what she did to me,
until I took charge.  Only feel that way to the extent that now I was telling
her "when" and "whomever" then.

She knew what to do now and she made it clear with her expression that she
didn't like it.  There were more friends of mine present than she had met before
and there was Jason's older brother Jeremy who was eighteen and in charge.
Terry lifted the glasses to check the crowd.

"Hey, what's she doing here?"  She asked of me referring to Shauna.

"She's one of us, now get dancing."  I said.

"Yeah.  Let's have those tits go down in history."  Shauna called out.

Terry started to dance with a worried look on her face.  With the glasses back
on, she couldn't see the faces to match the calls from the observers in the
room.  It was clear that she was too uncomfortable to take over the
entertainment and let me sit back and enjoy it, so I had to tell her to take off
the blazer, slowly; then the blouse slowly; and the skirt slowly.  Then I
thought, "What the hell," and told her to take off the bra, but leave the slip
on.  It was fun watching her juggle that maneuver.  My pals were mighty excited
when her womanly assets came briefly into view.  When I had her take off the
panties from under the slip, my friends were ready to turn on me.  I looked back
at them with a look that asked them to be patient.  "Okay, Ms. Nelson, lose the
glasses."   My friends were quiet.  Nobody had seen the real Ms. Nelson without
her glasses that they could recall.  The fantasy was catching on.  "Now let down
the hair Ms. Nelson and shake it out."  I turned on a lamp that was directly
behind her.  "Dance for us Ms. Nelson, dance."  I said turning up the music just
a little bit.

Terry started to get into the music with her eyes closed, probably to recover
from the strain of the glasses, or to block out the humiliating looks from my
friends.  The womanly jiggle of her breasts under the sheer slip and the
silhouetted form cast by the light behind her mesmerized my friends as they
watched.  This was a first for most of them.  Still, they were being driven to
distraction after awhile, so I stood up and started to lift her slip by the hem
teasingly to show them real leg and then her hairless pussy.  Eventually, I
stood behind her and pulled the slip all the way up and off of her body.  She
immediately covered herself up with her arms and hands.  I told her to dance and
went to sit back down between Shauna and Steve. 

"Are we gonna get her to touch us tonight?"  Steve asked me.

"You'd like that would you?"  I asked jokingly.

"Look."  He said, directing me to his bulge in his pants.

Shauna smiled, "Down boy."  She said.

I looked around and noticed that Steve and I were not the only ones with tent
poles.

"Can we get her to jiggle those tits more?"  Shauna asked me.

"Like how?"  I asked back.

"Like  . . . like maybe jumping rope or something."  She suggested.

"You've really got a girl's boner for her tits, don't you?"  I said.  "Don't
worry, Shauna babe, your tits are developing nicely, but yes, jumping rope is
good."  I agreed.

Shauna blushed and smiled.

I got up and turned down the music.  Terry covered up again, but I held up her
right wrist like declaring a title fight winner and directed her to bow to the
applause and cheers.  "Now show us your athletic capabilities, we know you used
to be a dancer."  I said.  Everyone but Shauna was confused.  Shauna asked Jason
for a clothesline or rope.  Jason produced a nylon ski rope.  People gave us
some room and Shauna and I started to swing around the rope.  "Com'on Terry,
jump in."

She looked around covering her breasts and pubic mound, stepped out of the
heels, and tried to jump, but she found she was going to need her hands out for
balance.  Shauna was chanting a skip rope song to the rhythm and I told Terry to
face Shauna while she jumped.  When she stopped the rope between her feet,
Shauna followed my lead as I pulled the rope up between her legs.  I got down on
one knee and Shauna did the same, helping me pull the rope taught right at
Terry's crotch.  Then I had Terry walk up and down the rope having her show us
her ability to walk on tiptoes to keep the rope from abrading her tender pussy.

This was driving Jeremy nuts.  Terry's denuded pussy was already driving him
crazy, but when we had Terry focusing her every fiber on protecting her pussy
from the raspy rope, he was beside himself.  "I've got to get some of that."  He
told me.

"I think everybody would like that."  I said.

"Me first."  He said frustrated.

"I'll tell you what.  Get the chairs lined up like musical chairs.  I've got an
idea."  I told him.

He hurriedly got people out of the chairs and put a chair for each person backed
in a circle.  "Okay,"  I announced, "anybody who has a stiffness they'd like to
get taken care of, sit in a chair with your pants off."  To my surprise, there
were only six of us willing to participate and one of them was Shauna.  The five
others were too embarrassed and just wanted to watch.  Jeremy took out the extra
chairs and sat down with his big woody pointing up out of his lap.  He made us
all feel a little inadequate, but we all had strength in our numbers.  When we
were all seated, I had Terry get everyone worked up with her mouth for ten
seconds each.  Had to keep the good thing going around ya know.  When she came
to Shauna, Terry tried to skip her.  Shauna put her right hand in a fist with
her thumb up in her lap and said,  "Don't forget me, Big Tits." 

Terry put her mouth down on Shauna's thumb, after getting no reprieve from me
and sucked it for ten like the others.  Now those that were participating had
stiff ones cooling in the air from the moisture of Terry's mouth.  Then I talked
to Terry aside, "Remember I said that everyone's fantasy would be fulfilled,
including yours?"  She looked at me with blank apprehension.  "Well, I'm gonna
have you sit down on everyone's pricks one at a time for five strokes."

"Don't make me do this.  It's not decent."  She protested.

"Decent.  Ha.  Now you'll keep on doing it until somebody cums, then they get
pulled out of the circle.  Now you should be able to get yours in this deal too
I figure, because you are always so hot."  I said.

"No, please."  She pleaded.

"Do Jeremy or Jason first, they're the hosts."  I directed. 

Terry started with Jason, who was sitting next to Shauna.  She backed up to his
lap with a disgusted look on her face, her hands on her knees, her breasts
hanging down.  Jason had an "Oh boy!" look on his face.  He lifted up from his
seat to touch the tip of his prick to the supple lips of Terry's cunt.  She
looked at me with contempt as she lowered herself down onto his prick for one,
then two, then three, then four, then with five, then I reminded her to move on
to Russ. 

She was starting to get into it with Russ.  She knew she would have to continue
with my game, so she resigned herself to getting as much enjoyment for herself
as she could.  When she was done with Russ, it was Steve's turn.  He was so
excited that he was going to lose his virginity right then, he was going limp.
I told Terry to take care of it, which she did with her mouth, but he was so
freaked with embarrassment from this humiliating situation, he took himself out
of the running and left the room for awhile.  One of the holdouts became a
player, however, and Pete took Steve's place as Terry gave him five strokes
after seeing that he was stiff enough.

Terry worked her way around finally to Jeremy.  He was the biggest of everyone.
When Terry lowered herself down for a stroke, he hooked his hands on her upper
thighs and wouldn't let her up.  He squirmed around under her making her moan.
"Let her do her thing."  I reminded him after awhile and he let her up again
until five, where he did it again. 

When Terry got up from him, she was sweating.  She tried to skip Shauna and move
on again to Jason, but Shauna had a little surprise for her.  She had snuck out
and found a huge cucumber upstairs in the kitchen and brought it down with her.
There she sat with the cucumber sticking up form her lap smiling at Terry.
Terry looked at me and I nodded her on to do it.  With an expression indicating
her humiliation, she lowered herself onto the cucumber which stretched her to
two or three times the size of all but Jeremy's cock.  She was so juicy from the
action she was getting, that she had no problem with it, other than the size.
It was apparent that she wanted to stay with it once she got used to it, but I
only let her hang out with it for five strokes.  It was on to Jason's small one,
by comparison, again.  Neither she nor Jason got much satisfaction from the
contact this round as she was temporarily stretched out for it.  She went around
the circle again and eagerly went for Jeremy's lap.

"Hey Man, lets do ten or twenty."  Jeremy requested.

Not one to argue, I just let nature take it's course for everyone.  I just kept
it going around in the circle to keep my hand in the game of it.  Jeremy was
content to wait until the next round to get his rocks off.  Terry seemed to cum
every time she was with Shauna.  She grew very fond of that cucumber and Shauna
felt very superior.  It ended up to be down right work for Terry to get everyone
else off that wanted to get off.  She was so spoiled by Jeremy and the
vegetable, that the rest of her young suitors didn't quite measure up.  After
cumming with the cucumber she stayed dilated with her lips laying opened like a
gooey blooming flower.

The evening kinda petered out at the end.  It was kinda strange riding home with
my stepmom, all fucked silly by my friends and a vegetable.  I had been one of
the few that didn't dip it in her warm moist tube.  Putting it where my dad puts
it, how weird is that.  I was not without my needs however, and I had her kiss
it until it spewed forth before I let her go wash up for the evening.  I guessed
it was going to happen after all, that marriage thing to my dad.  I guessed
there was no stopping progress.