The Tick Incident Ch. 03

"Dick," she said clearly, "are you ready to go in?"

He nodded, and the three boys headed away from the pool and towards the patio, with Carrie walking alongside them.

"Is it cool if we go skinny dipping here from now on, Mrs. Parker?" Barney asked with utmost sincerity.

"Jesus, dude," Craig laughed.

Carrie smiled at Barney's enthusiasm.

"Just don't make too much of a racket, that's all," she suggested. "The Fishers are away on vacation. No one should bother you as long as you act civilized."

Barney was overjoyed.

"I may just stop by to check on you guys, making sure you're behaving yourselves," she said plainly.

With that, Carrie was basically saying she would be there to watch. Sure, she implied that it was for safety reasons, but Barney dwelled on the fact that Carrie would be watching them swim nude.

As his friends anticipated the next afternoon, Richard had something to look forward to that night.

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Richard sat at the kitchen table, getting ready for dinner.

Carrie was out on the patio grilling steaks, and her stepson could see her big round butt hugged nice and snug by khaki shorts.

He enjoyed the view for a few moments until she came back into the kitchen, with a big smile.

"Sorry my friends were such idiots today, Carrie," he apologized.

"Oh," she said, waving her hand, "they're harmless."

Richard eyed the steaks Carrie was holding on a platter, and looked forward to the meal. Carrie went on chatting.

"I bet," she began, then licking her fingers, "oh wow, this steak sauce is so good. I bet that uh..."

Her mind drifted as she set out plates and began laying out the food.

"I bet Barney is going to have a very tough adjustment next year in college, especially without you and Craig around," she said, placing a good helping of mashed potatoes on Richard's plate.

"Carrie, he's only going to junior college, I'm sure he'll be okay," the stepson answered.

"Well that's what I mean, Dick, you'll be off at Baylor and Craig will be at Oklahoma - poor Barney's gonna be lost," she said as she finally sat down and began eating.

She had set a place for Janet, but kept her daughter's food warm in the oven.

"Maybe you can watch after him," Richard joked as he took a bite of steak. "Wow, this is really good...I'm sure he would enjoy your company."

Carrie smiled.

"He has taken quite a shine to me, hasn't he," the step mom said with a glowing smile.

"He's in LOVE with you," Richard answered. It only made Carrie even more delighted.

"He's adorable," she said. "You guys pick on him too much. You know he's always felt a void since his father left..."

"I know, I know," Richard said.

"Well? That's probably why he makes up all those stories, just to feel more important," she said. "Is your steak cooked well enough, sweetie?"

Richard was almost half done eating his steak, so clearly he had no problem with it.

"Yeah, it's great," he said. "This is one of the best steaks I've had in a while."

Carrie slowly put one bite in her mouth. Richard loved to watch her eat. Anything that brought more attention to her lips and mouth aroused him greatly.

"Do you think they'll really do it?" Richard couldn't help but ask.

"What's that, hon?" Carrie replied.

"Go skinny dipping," the young man specified. "What Barney was talking about."

Carrie had a delightful grin on her face as she took a sip of iced tea.

"I don't know, Richard, what do you think?" she asked.

Richard sensed the ambiguity to that question. In one sense, Carrie was simply asking him if he thought his friends would go through with it, but at the same time, it was like she was asking Richard if HE would go through with it.

"Um, I don't know," he answered. "It wasn't my idea. I mean, they were talking about doing it, really just Barney was. I don't know if I..."

She gave him this warm smile, as if she thought the more bashful he got, the more adorable he seemed. But at this point, Carrie was intent on stripping Richard of his bashfulness, among other things.

As the two enjoyed a nice moment, Janet came storming through the front door.

"God, cheerleading practice sucked," she said. "The coach is such a bitch."

"It was just your first day, sweetheart," Carrie said as she got up and fixed her daughter a plate. "Give it time."

"Yeah and besides," Richard chimed in, "this is junior college cheerleading. The BIG show."

He and Carrie smiled at each other, having a bit of fun with the young girl.

"Oh ha-ha," Janet answered as she sat down. "Yeah so Temple College (laugh), isn't exactly the big time...But you won't be poking fun when I'm a Cowboys cheerleader someday. Then you'll get to see these beauties on T.V. every Sunday."

Again, she taunted him - and teased him and aroused him - with her great legs. The shorts she was wearing barely reached down below her thighs. Richard dreamed of planting kiss after kiss on her soft, supple tan beauties, and all the while he loved how their playful back-and-forth dialogue.

"At least I'm already doing college stuff," Janet said as she had some steak - Carrie always gave her the smallest one, which Richard thought was cute.

It looked so tiny compared to the huge T-bone he had already woofed down.

"What did you do all day, hang out with Tweetle Dee and Tweetle Dumb?," Janet asked.

"If you mean Barney and Craig, yes, they were all hanging out in the pool all afternoon," Carrie said as she sat back down.

"Oh God," Janet answered. "Craig is nice...I used to think Barney was kind of cute until I found out what a screw-up he is."

Just about everyone thought that, except for Richard, who had always been chums with the lad, and Carrie, who saw something special in young Barney.

Before they began a debate on the topic, Janet changed the subject.

"Hey, Mom, did you tell Richard the BIG news?" the young girl asked teasingly.

She even followed up her question with a wicked laugh.

Richard then glanced over at his step mom, who also was sporting a rather amused grin.

"I did not," Carrie said with conviction. "After dinner, Richard and I will have a talk about it."

"Ha!" Janet cried out. "Wait til you hear this, Ritchie boy."

Richard could do nothing but sit and wait for Carrie and Janet to finish eating. A second ago, he felt full, content. Now, his stomach was in a tizzy, butterflies flapping about.

He was nervous, and somehow greatly aroused. He had a feeling Carrie had something planned for him.

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"Okay," Carrie began as she and Richard sat on his bed, with the door closed. Just as the step son readied himself for this supposed big news, Carrie sat quiet for a few moments and just gave Richard a beaming smile.

"What is it?" he asked with a laugh.

"Oh, Richard, I hope I haven't put you in an awkward position," she said.

Richard started to get the feeling that whatever this big news was, Carrie had already decided Richard's fate on the matter.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"Well, lemme go ahead and explain," Carrie answered him, crossing her legs.

She took another deep breath, and calmly glanced around at all of the posters that decorated Richard's wall. One in particular stole her attention.

"Oh, is that a new one?" she asked him. "I haven't seen that one before."

She was trying to make Richard comfortable before delving into a more serious topic.

"Yeah, it's Tony Dorsett," Richard told her. "I just picked it up at the mall last week."

"Very nice," the step mom said. "I love the posters. I just wish you would clean in here..."

Richard glanced around at all the clothes and magazines and papers that cluttered the floor.

"Seriously, Dick, it's like a twister blew through here," Carrie laughed.

The young man shook his head, unsure of what to say.

"Anyway," Carrie began, now moving her body a bit so she faced Richard more directly.

"As you know, I think you know anyway, I took up teaching again this past year?" she asked. "You know, just some part time stuff. My schedule at the hospital is kind of crazy but I do love teaching so I try to fit it in."

"Oh yeah, I remember, doing some substitute jobs," he said.

"Exactly," she replied calmly. "And, well, the last class that I was supposed to teach was sex ed."

"Oh. Okay," Richard answered.

"But as you remember, we had the freak snow storm, and classes got cancelled for a week and everything got bumped back..." she went on, "and the class got postponed to the summer, which ultimately meant it got cancelled all together. Because you know as well as I do that the kids weren't gonna want to come in during the summer just to take some one-week class."

"Right," Richard said.

"Until," Carrie interjected, "I got a call from Miss Weathers over at Temple College and said they were still having the class, only it was now going to be offered for college credits. You know before it was just for high school kids, but now they've kind of expanded the curriculum where it's, well, I think sex seminar would be a better term for it since it's a much more expansive class. Sex ed, you just think of kids first learning how babies are made. Kind of basic stuff."

"Right," Richard interjected.

"It's also," Carrie went on, "sort of a social tool for the young women who decide to partake. Of course a lot of kids will join because they think it's an easy one or two credits. Kind of the dangling carrot to lure them in. But they really all should take advantage of the class. It's really going to be great."

Richard nodded in approval.

"And wouldn't you know it, about 15 or so girls went right ahead and signed up already," Carrie said excitedly.

"Wow," Richard said. "And the class is all girls, right?"

"All girls," Carrie told him, as the step mom and stepson looked each other right in the eyes. "A lot of it deals with you know, female sexuality, and also social topics, like how to steer clear of trouble in a college setting - whether it be dating or parties...it covers a wide range of topics."

Richard loved the way her eyes sparkled as the sun shined through the window. He was lost for a second, but Carrie quickly broke him out of his trance.

"But there is (giggle), a rather large part of the curriculum dealing with the male anatomy," she said. "You know, the male sex organs. This part of the class is designed to give the women a better understanding of all those special parts of a young, healthy male."

Richard's penis twitched in his shorts. The discussion was getting a lot more interesting.

"And we were supposed to have a live male model come in for that part of the class," Carrie explained.

"But, contract difficulties - basically he wanted more money - prompted us to find someone else," she said.

"Gladys - you know, Miss Weathers, was going into panic mode until I told her I already had someone in mind," Carrie said. "I said he's young, handsome, real easy going, great with others, and I told her, quite honestly, he'd probably do it for free."

"Who'd you get?" Richard asked, interested.

Carrie gave him a surprised smirk.

"Sweetie?!" she said, surprised he had to ask. "You. I told Gladys you would be glad to do it."

"Me?" he asked surprised. "You told her I would do it?"

"Well of course," Carrie said. "In fact she was overjoyed considering it was someone I knew well because, we are dealing with young women here...We want someone we feel comfortable with."

The butterflies returned in Richard's stomach, and his penis also began to rise.

"What would I have to do?" Richard asked.

Carrie crossed her legs, and calmly rested one of her delicate hands on her right knee.

"Do? You won't have to do anything," she reassured him, although Richard would in fact have to do plenty, but she didn't want to overwhelm him.

"I just have to...what?" he pondered aloud

Carrie smiled.

"Well the biggest thing, obviously," she began, "is you will have to be completely naked. For the entire class."

"H-how long is the class?" he could barely get out.

"Uh, 90 minutes," she told him hesitantly.

Richard's penis now grew to a full erection as it stretched down the right leg of his shorts. But at the same time, he had a feeling of anxiety in his stomach. He loved the idea of being naked in front of Carrie and Janet, but 15 girls? Possibly more?

"We are going to cover a lot of ground," she told him with a cute grin. "There's appearance - you know, just getting a good idea of the physical appearance of the male genitals. We'll talk about the penis, the testes - BALLS, if you will."

She was trying to lighten the mood. Richard chuckled.

"And we'll ever so delicately delve into erections, ejaculation..." she went on.

"Ejaculation?" Richard asked surprised.

"Um-mmm," she calmly nodded. "I'm sure you'll really enjoy putting on a show in that regard."

"Oh wow," he couldn't help but say. Richard was excited on the inside, but he looked nervous.

"I just thought," Carrie said soothingly, rubbing his knee, "that, given your um, very unique endowment (giggle)...this would be a lot of fun for the girls...And for you."

Their eyes met again, with Carrie offering Richard a heart-warming smile.

"And plus," she added, "girls sitting in the back row won't have to squint to see what we're talking about. Yours - you can see it from a great distance, let's just put it that way."

They both laughed as the mood lightened.

"But all kidding aside, sweetie," Carrie said, "it is going to be rather intense. There is going to be a heck of a lot of emphasis on your cock."

There were times when Carrie would mince words, or be delicate when regarding Richard's anatomy. This was not one of those times. She felt this was not a time to be coy.

"A whole lot of eyes are going to be on you, on your cock," she said with utmost sincerity. "Just to give you fair warning...but I think you would be really good for this."

She then playfully pinched his cheek. His face was flushed so red with excitement, Carrie's fingers created a white hue on the boy's cheek for just a moment.

"I really think the girls will warm up to you," Carrie went on. "You have a certain quality, Richard, and I'm not just talking about your mammoth cock."

Her candidness got Richard's attention.

"You have a certain sweetness about you," she said.

"Thank - " he began. He was trying to thank her but she went right on talking.

"Now I feel," Carrie said, holding her hands over her chest. "The best way to get you ready for this...because, sweetie, I'm gonna tell you, it can be overwhelming. I can't speak from experience - I've never been nude in a room full of men, but I've spoken to a few male models who have done this sort of thing and they tell me the first time it is pretty nerve-racking..."

"Well that's not good," Richard answered.

"But," Carrie said. "We're going to have you ahead of the game. I feel, the best way to get you ready for this is to get you, well, used to being naked in front of clothed women."

Richard's erection threatened to burst through his shorts. He loved Carrie's line of reasoning.

"How can we do that?" he asked nicely.

"Well," she answered calmly, letting out a sexy sigh. "I would suggest you go nude around the house. For a while. Maybe up until the class, which is, lemme see now, two weeks away."

"Just go completely naked?" he asked, both excited and surprised.

"Completely naked," she stressed.

"Because Richard," she said, now rubbing his knee nice and gently, "when people say the best way to deal with the anxiety of being in front of a big group of people is to imagine everyone is naked...you've heard that right?"

"Yeah," Richard said.

"Well that's bullshit," she told him. He chuckled.

"We're not gonna try to play any mind games here, with you imagining all of the women are naked too. Because they're not going to be naked, Richard, only you're going to be naked, right?" she said, sympathizing with him.

"Right," he answered.

"They're gonna have their clothes on. You're going to be the naked one," she emphasized. "So instead of silly mind tricks, let's simply get you used to the real thing, which is being naked in front of fully clothed women. Because you're gonna be the one on display, not the other way around."

"Yes, mam. I understand," he said. "I understand what you're saying."

She slapped the inside of her big gorgeous thigh.

"Good, Richard, good," she said, rising to her feet. "Because in a couple weeks you'll be so used to displaying that big willy of yours, it won't even faze you."

This was getting better by the moment.

"You with me so far?" Carrie asked him with a sweet smile.

"Yes, mam," he answered her obediently. She urged him to rise to his feet.

She drew him in close, and looked in his eyes.

"It is up to Janet and myself to prepare you," Carrie explained. "I don't want you running out of that classroom petrified with your dick between your legs."

Gulp.

Usually, the expression was 'tail between your legs,' but Richard liked how she improvised.

"I want you bursting into that room full of women...large and in charge," Carrie said.

Richard was in awe of her majesty, her way of taking charge in this situation, and her desire for him to follow her lead, which he did.

"Yes, mam," he told her, his voice cracking out of nervousness, but his heart was racing and his erection throbbed in his shorts.

Carrie looked at her watch.

"Okay, good," she said. "There's still time tonight to sort of get you started. So why don't we march right downstairs, hang out with Janet for a while, and you can begin your, well, your training."

"You mean, I should start going naked, tonight?" he asked.

"Um-mmm," she nodded with a big smile.

Richard gave a brave smile, but seemed nervous. Carrie felt the need to give the boy deeper insight to the reasoning behind her methods.

"You know, Dick, when I was a swimmer," she began, crossing her legs, "I had this real hard ass for a coach."

Richard couldn't help but sneak a quick peak at her beautiful thighs, so toned and so luscious as a result of all those years in the water.

"Oh my God, the drills she would have us do," Carrie remembered. "Laps and laps and laps...and more laps. And do you know the reason for this?"

"To torture you guys?," he asked jokingly.

"So it would seem," she laughed. "No, no. The reason, dear Richard, was to build up our stamina, our endurance, and quite frankly, by the time the races rolled around, it seemed like nothing compared to all the yardage we put in weeks back...do you know where I'm going with this?"

Richard was filled with so much excitement - and some jitters as well - that he couldn't answer quick enough.

"Well," she went on. "This seminar that I will be teaching, that you have so bravely volunteered for, I think by the time it rolls around, you will be so used to being naked around fully clothed females you won't even realize you're nude."

"And why is that?" Richard asked, wanting Carrie to know she had his full attention.

"Because, Dick, over the next two weeks, I plan to keep you naked as much as possible," she said plainly.

"Oh man," he said, blown away by the whole concept.

Carrie, all the while, maintained total composure.

"Your full frontal nudity will seem perfectly natural. The norm, if you will," she explained with the utmost ease.

Richard took a deep breath, and felt the urge to kid with Carrie to break some of the tension.

"So you and Janet will be naked too the next couple weeks, right?" he kidded.

Carrie rewarded his attempt at humor with an amused grin.

"No, silly, Janet and I will not be naked," she laughed. "We're not the ones preparing for a BIG unveiling."