Caught Braless

Lindsey couldn't believe her ears.

She had foolishly let her boyfriend get to second base behind the gym where the dance was being held. She had let him pull down the top of her dress and remove her brasserie. He had stuffed her bra into his back pocket.

Hearing someone coming her asshole boyfriend had hauled ass still with her bra. She slipped her dress back in place, but while trying to sneak away had been caught by the principal. Now they were in her office along with two teachers, Miss Owens and Mr. Oneal

"You know that girls aren't allowed at school without the proper clothing, Miss Johnson and it certainly appears you have broken that rule and probably several others. Now here are your options. One, you can pull down the top edge your dress and show us your brasserie straps thereby proving me wrong in which case I will apologize profusely and you can go on your way. Two, you can refuse to pull down your dress and you will be suspended for two weeks, which will cause you to miss final exams and you will fail to graduate. In addition we will notify your parents of your behavior and punishment. Or three, you can pull down your dress and prove me right, in which case the three of us will decide on the appropriate punishment. It's your choice."

Lindsey knew option one was impossible. Option two would probably cause she to repeat her senior year with all of her friends gone not to mention she would have to explain what had happened to her parents.

"If I chose option three will it just be the two of us?" she asked Principal Meyers.

"I'm afraid not. School board rules require three school officials be in the room during any disciplinary action," was her answer.

"But Mr. Oneal is a man," Lindsey protested.

"I'm am aware of that fact, Miss Johnson, but we need three witnesses. Now which option are you going to select?"

A glance at Miss Owens revealed that she could expect no help from there. There was no sense looking at Mr. Oneal since he was a man. It was either let the three other see her breasts or repeat her senior year, probably with additional punishments from her parents.

After a brief hesitation she slowly reached up and pulled the straps of her dress off her shoulders. She paused and glanced at the others hoping that they would change their minds, but that hope was quickly dashed.

Gradually her neckline drooped as she let gravity slip the dress downward. She stopped it one last time when the neckline reached the top fringe of her nipples hoping for a last second reprieve.

One look at the others clearly crushed that possibility so with the school's principal and two of the teachers watching she allowed the top of her dress to fall to her waist.

Too embarrassed to look at the others she stood there staring at the floor.

After an eternity the principal said, "Miss Johnson, now we need to see of you have any of the other required undergarments. Please continue."

Lindsey looked up in surprise. She had known that the others knew she was braless, but she hadn't considered that they might want to check out whether she was wearing panties. Truth be told she was, but it was a tiny thong that provided about as much concealment as a bee's wings. Her girlfriends had insisted she wear it to the dance to help her feel sexy.

If she had known what else they might want to see she possibly would have made a different choice, but now naked from the waist up in front of the three witnesses if didn't do as told all that she had already been through would be wasted.

It was too late to stop now Lindsey thought as she hooked her thumbs in the dress and pushed it down her legs.

Nobody said a word, but if wishes wereo horses they could have ridden for free.

Principal Meyers was both shocked that anyone would wear such a tiny scrap of cloth much less in public and dazzled how perfect Lindsey's body appeared.

Miss Owens was thinking that Lindsey had to be one of the most beautiful females she had ever seen.

Mr. Oneal was hoping no one noticed the sudden bulge in his pants and at the same time intently committing the picture of the nearly naked student to his memory. If he ever wrote his life story this moment was going to be the highlight.

"Well, you're technically wearing panties, but for all practical purposes you appear naked to me. What do you think, Miss Owens?" the principal asked.

"I would have to agree with your assessment, Principal Meyers. The rule book say 'students will wear appropriate undergarments' and that minuscule piece of cloth does not qualify as appropriate in my book. I think she should be suspended for two weeks as you mentioned earlier."

'Oh shit. I've went through all this and I'm still going to get suspended. I should have just refused to cooperate,' Lindsey thought.

"Your opinion, Mr. Oneal?"

"I agree with Miss Owen's assertion that Miss Johnson has failed to met the school board's standards by any stretch of the imagination. However since she did choose the third option which I'm sure has been very stressful for everyone here, I feel there is no justification for suspension."

Hope sprang up in Lindsey. Maybe it wouldn't turn out so terrible after all.

"I must confess I find myself torn in two directions. On the one hand Miss Johnson has clearly violated the rules of this school and by means of her clothing choice has brazenly displayed her body for all to see."

Hope plummeted in Lindsey.

"However," the principal continued, "she has visibly cooperated with our investigation so I also do not think suspension is warranted. However there must be some form of punishment, preferably tailored to fit the infraction."

Lindsey held her breath as the other studied her and tried to come up with a solution.

"Well I for one find that thing she's wearing worst than if she were naked and I think as a start she should remove it immediately," Miss Owens stated.

"I agree," Principal Meyers said.

"Might as well make it unanimous," Mr. Oneal added.

"You all want me to take off my thong?" Lindsey asked.

All three nodded.

'What the hell,' Lindsey thought, 'it wasn't hiding much anyway and cooperation might win her some points. So she pinched the sides and quickly pulled the tiny scrap down her legs and stepped out of it.

Mr. Oneal was in agonizing ecstasy. One of the most beautiful girls in the school had just willingly stripped totally naked for him. Part of his mind was thinking 'don't stop' and part was thinking 'don't drool on yourself dummy' he thought.

Miss Owens was thinking 'this is too good to stop. I have to think of some way to draw this out.'

Principal Meyers was thinking 'I wonder how far we can get this girl to go?'

Lindsey was the only one thinking, 'please let this be over.'

Then Miss Owens said, "If I'm not mistaken you're supposed to give the graduation speech this year. Aren't you, Miss Johnson?"

"Yes ma'am," Lindsey replied.

"Well, I for one would like to her what you plan to say. You do have your speech prepared, don't you?"

"I have prepared an outline to speak from, but I didn't want to write out the whole thing and risk having it sound like a canned performance. I want it to be more casual."

"More casual, you say," Mr. Oneal said thoughtfully. "I have an idea. Miss Johnson wants it to be more casual. What could be more casual than for her to provide us a preview of her speech in her current 'casual' state of dress."

"You know I like that idea too," said Principal Meyers.

"So if I do my graduation speech now, then I be free to go?" Lindsey asked somewhat puzzled.

"Well, not now. After all we need to get the full effect of your speech so I think we should all go over to the auditorium and you can present it there," Miss Owen stated

"Yes that is a great idea," agreed Mr. Oneal.

Lindsey bent down to get her clothes when Principal Meyers stopped her. "What do you think you're doing Miss Johnson? You have a speech to make."

"But Miss Owen said that I should make it in the auditorium," Lindsey explained.

"But nobody said for you to take your clothes," Miss Owens interjected.

"You want me to walk over to the auditorium with you three while naked?!" Lindsey asked in disbelief.

"Definitely not," Miss Owens said.

'Whoo, thank you' Lindsey thought.

"What you said indicated that we would also be naked. Only you are going to be naked, you silly goose," Principal Meyers joked.

"And we won't be walking with you. That could cause all kinds of problems. Principal Meyers will go unlock the auditorium since she has the key. Miss Owens will lock up this building to ensure no one steals your clothes before you get back. And I will escort you from a distance so I can intercede if something unexpected happens," Mr. Oneal stated.

"What is someone else sees me?" Lindsey asked pleaded.

"Well I think it would be better if no one does, but based on your clothing choice I doubt if you'll find it that embarrassing," Miss Owens answered.

Reaching out she took Lindsey by the arm and herded her out of the office, across the common area, and out the door. Principal Meyers and Mr. Oneal followed. It would be difficult to say which one was watching Lindsey's ass more intently.

Once outside Principal Meyers left to go unlock the auditorium while Mr. Oneal and Miss Owens stood there with Lindsey. The situation was made all the worst since they were standing under the entry way lamps. Anyone passing by would have a clear look at the group.

"Please let me go," Lindsey begged.

"Okay Lindsey," Miss Owens said, "you can go."

"Really?" Lindsey said is surprise.

"Of course you can go silly. How else are you going to get to the auditorium?"

With her heart beating faster than it ever had Lindsey took a tentative step away from the administration building. She thought she was going to have a heart attack when she received a stringing slap on her bare ass.

Spinning around she realized that Miss Owens was the one who had slapped her.

"You if don't walk faster than that none of us will every get to the auditorium tonight, Lindsey," Miss Owens snapped. The she turned and locked the door to the office and Lindsey's clothes.

With no alternative Lindsey started moving towards the auditorium. Her quickest route would have been straight across the quad between the admin building and the auditorium however she would have been fully exposed for the whole distance. So instead she chose a more circular route. It would take her longer, but if offered more concealment.

When she was out of earshot Miss Owens turned to Mr. Oneal and said, "Did you see the way her ass wiggled when I whacked her on the butt? It was sweet, don't you think."

"I particularly liked the bright red hand print it left behind, on her 'left behind'."

Both laughed at his comment.

"You'd better head out after her," Miss Owens said. "I'll try to get ahead of her and see if I can get a video of her walking naked on school grounds."

"Good luck," he replied.

Lindsey was moving as quietly as she could, making sure there was no one around. She would only move from one position of shelter when she had her next spot selected. As a result it didn't take Mr. Oneal very long to close in behind her. It didn't help her nerves when Mr. Oneal would calmly walk up behind her.

He got close enough to have a clear view of whatever parts of her naked body were visible. If he thought she was taking too long he would start whistling. The longer she stayed put the louder he would whistle.

The whistling had two purposes. First it keep Lindsey moving. Second it provided Miss Owens a way to track Lindsey's route. With this guidance Miss Owens got ahead of Lindsey. She picked a place where there wasn't any cover. Lindsey was going to have to walk across the thirty yard wide space completely exposed.

Miss Owens found a place to hide that provided a shield from Lindsey's eyesight and was far enough to the side that it would be doubtful that Lindsey might head in her direction.

Miss Owens got into position a few seconds before Lindsey reached the edge of the open space. She hated the thought of having to cross over without any cover.

She might have stayed longer but Mr. Oneal arrived and began his irritating whistling.

Lindsey stood up and walked across the clearing. She was so relieved when she got to the other side and had concealment.

While Miss Owens took the video she got clear shots of Lindsey, her boobies bouncing and the area at the junction of her legs was clearly defined. Whoever eventually saw the video would have no problem identifying Lindsey and seeing all her feminine charms.

The most direct route would probably have taken three to four minutes. Lindsey's roundabout took her closer to twenty. However she finally reached the auditorium. The first door she tried was locked so she went around the building. The second door was also locked as was the third. The other two doors were on the side of the building facing the gymnasium where the dance was still going on.

Lindsey checked to ensure the coast was clear and she darted over to the first of the two doors. She expected it to be locked, but it pulled open with no resistance. She lost no time rushing inside.

The door she entered was to the right of the stage when viewed from the main entrance. The door opened into the space between the stage and the first row of seats. Principal Meyers was standing by the stage.

"You took your time getting here, Lindsey," she said, "What were you doing showing off to some friends?"

"Just making sure I wasn't 'showing' off to anyone," she replied, "other than Mr. Oneal of course."

"So you were showing off for Mr. Oneal?"

"I didn't have any choice in the matter since he was usually only ten feet behind me," Lindsey explained.

The door she had entered suddenly slammed open Lindsey nearly jumped out of her skin. Mr. Oneal and Miss Owens had arrived.

"Now that everyone's here let's get this show, no pun intended Lindsey, on the road as they say," Principal Meyers said.

She motioned for Lindsey to get up on the stage. When she got there she asked if Principal Meyers wanted her to start. She was told to wait a minute.

Principal Meyers asked Miss Owens and Mr. Oneal to pick seats in different areas of the seating. She told Lindsey to pretend the seats were full and to keep her eyes roaming like she was looking at various audience members. Then she told Lindsey to wait till she got up in the control room where she would work the lighting controls.

After Principal Meyers got to the control booth she checked out the controls. When she was ready she announced over the intercom for Lindsey to begin.

Lindsey was standing behind the podium since it did provide some measure of concealment for her naked body. She began her speech.

Good afternoon faculty and staff, students, and distinguish visitors of our beloved high school.

Today I'm here to provide to you all some information that I believe you will be able to use to improve all the relationships you have now and all the ones you will have in the future.

It has been said that nearly ninety percent of all human conflict is a result of differing expectations.

What do I mean by differing expectation? I believe I can best explain the concept through the use of examples.

Principal Meyers interrupted to announce that for Lindsey's speech to be better received she needed to move about the stage. She said that remaining behind the podium formed a barrier between her and her audience.

Lindsey began again. This time she began behind the podium, but despite her misgivings she forced herself to step out into the open.

Good afternoon faculty and support staff, attendees, and welcomed visitors of beloved high school.

Today I have been given the opportunity to talk about something that I personally believe that if you apply this information it will enable you to strengthen the relationships you have with other both now and in the future.

It has been said that nearly ninety percent of all human conflict is a result of differing expectations.

What do I mean by differing expectation? I believe I can best explain the concept through the use of examples.

Once again as she launched into her speech she was interrupt when Miss Owens stood up and motioned Lindsey to stop. She walked up to the stage.

When she reached the stage she removed her high heels and toss them up to Lindsey. Lindsey caught the shoes, but looked at Miss Owens puzzled as to why they had been provided to her. Miss Owens told her to put on the heels and start again.

Lindsey looked up at the control booth. Although she didn't know what Miss Owens intended, Principal Meyers flipped on the intercom and told Lindsey to do what Miss Owens said.

Lindsey pulled the heels on and returned to the podium to begin again.

Up in the control booth Principal Meyers decided to make a recording of Lindsey's speech. She scanned the controls and pushed the button that was marked record.

Up on the stage Lindsey moved back to the podium and began for a third time.

She began speaking and after her welcoming to the audience she stepped out from the podium as she launched into her actual presentation. This time she wasn't interrupted.

She would walk in one direction. Stop and look directly at the audience when she had a point to make. Then walk back in the other direction.

Her speech lasted a little over five minutes. All the time she was walking and speaking Miss Owens, who had joined Mr. Oneal after providing Lindsey with her shoes and Mr Oneal were watching Lindsey.

"Don't those high heels really make her legs look good," Miss Owens commented.

"I like the way they make her ass tighten up. The way that butt wiggles is more erotic than any X rated movie I've ever seen," he said, quickly adding, "not that I seen very many."

"Yeah, right," she retorted. "I like the way her titties are moving. It's like a couple of puppies play fighting. I'd love to have a video of her speech."

"Not much chance of that, dammit," he replied.

When Lindsey finished her speech Principal Meyers let the recording go on for a few extra seconds then punched the stop button.

The she shut off the lights and went back down to the main floor. "I have to say Lindsey that was a very impressive presentation. Great subject matter artfully presented. I really like the way you incorporated your body movements to add emphasis to the key points. I look forward to seeing you present it on graduation day."

Turning to the others she announced, "I think we can all agree that Lindsey has fulfilled her end of our arrangement. Do you both agree?"

Mr. Oneal and Miss Owen added their approval.

"In that case I will take my leave. Mr. Oneal if you will make sure the building is secure and Miss Owens if you will escort Lindsey back to the office so she can retrieve her clothes I will see everyone tomorrow," Principal Meyers said.

"We'd be happy to," the others promised.

As Principal Meyers was walking off Miss Owens said, "I'll be needing my shoes back Lindsey," Miss Owens stated. Lindsey unfastened them and passed them over. Miss Owens took her time putting them back on.

Mr. Oneal checked all the doors other than the one they had all used to enter the building and all were secure.

The three of them walked over to that door. Miss Owens held it over for Lindsey to step through then said, "Lindsey, Mr. Oneal and I have something we need to discuss. Just wait here and I'll be right back and we'll go get your clothes."

With that she pulled the door shut and engaged the catch.

Mr. Oneal was already pulling her sweater off. She turned and each quickly began removing the other's clothing. As soon as they had removed enough garments she lead him over to the stage. He boosted her up and jumped up beside her.