Time again for another chapter (I took a long break from studying for a calc exam to get it done). And aslan, glad to see someone else shared that view.

This chapter gets into Jazz's first true time alone with Spectra. Enjoy the story.

Phantom of the Asylum

Chapter 3

The day seemed to drag on. More classes were brought in to see Miss Spectra in an attempt to get school spirit up. The students seemed to leave the office in a bit of a depressed state. The end of the day finally arrived, Bertrand already left Jazz stayed with Penelope, having already explained she would stay late today to her parents. But she also noticed the colder temperature in the office today.

"Miss Spect…uh Penelope, why do you have this room so cold?"

Spectra had a couple of reasons. First off, if Danny would enter and see his breath then he'd suspect it was the colder air causing it, not the fact that she was a ghost. Next she figured she would have a bit of fun with the students without them noticing. By lowering the temperature she could see which of the girls around the school didn't wear a bra when they came in. The cold air would cause their nipples to harden and start to poke through their shirt. Her sunglasses hid her eyes that would look over each of the students' breasts. But she figured a quick lie might be best for Jazz.

"Well I always believed that a colder room temperature keeps the mind icy sharp, so I always turn up the air conditioner," she said casually.

"Never heard of that notion, but it might be something to remember for later on."

"Jazz, stick with me and I can teach you a lot. Now, do you want to go back to my place where we can do virtually anything you want, or do you want to just stay in the office today? Can't say Casper High really sets a romantically memorable atmosphere but it's your preference."

"Let's just stay here today. We can go to your place tomorrow."

"Hmm...a bit risky with the thought of getting caught. I like your style. But first, let's clear off my desk. I brought a small blanket to lay on. Go make sure the door is locked."

After the desk was cleared, the door locked, and the blanket put on the desk to act as a makeshift mattress, Penelope began the next stage...

"Now Jazz, we'll start off slow today. You seem a bit tense. Why don't you undress and lay on your stomach? I'll give you a nice, relaxing massage. That's how my roommate and I started out."

"Well...ok..." Jazz said, still a bit nervous. But she wasn't in some stranger's house where who knows what could happen. Then again a school wasn't a place to strip down with your teacher as well.

"Here, let me help," Penelope said with a seductive grin.

Jazz took off her shoes and socks. Penelope slowly helped Jazz remove her shirt. From there the pants were next to go. Now Spectra could see her a bit more clearly, but wanted more. She motioned for her to turn around so she could undo the bra latch. Jazz held it in place for a moment, but Penelope slowly tugged on it to put it with the rest of her clothes. All that were left were the panties and Penelope could finally view Jazz in her nude glory. She let her take them off.

"Now Jazz, turn around. There's nothing to be ashamed about, it's only us here."

She turned around, still a bit reluctant and blushing. She never let another woman see her naked except from her mother. She finally let her arms fall to her sides revealing her breasts. Her nipples stood erect from the cold room.

Spectra was taking in Jazz's form. Her figure reminded Penelope of hers when she was that age. So cute, so curvy, so...delicious. And she could see that even Jazz fell victim to the cold air. She could even make out the goosebumps Jazz was getting all over her body. She let her eyes wander lower...Jazz's legs appeared completely smooth but her mound was unshaven.

"Did you shave last night?"

"My legs I did. I didn't learn how to shave my pubic hair and was afraid I might cut myself."

"That's perfectly fine Jazz, I never shave my pussy either. Tried it once, decided I always liked my hair there, but it is always personal preference. We could try it sometime if you'd like."

"No I think I'll keep it. I like my red hair."

"Understandable. But you seem to be a bit self-conscious still, so I'll just quickly undress."

Penelope knew what she was doing. She unbuttoned her jacket and let it fall onto her clothing pile. Next was the tie and shirt. The bra was next. Spectra felt much more free when she was topless. The last thing to go was the skirt and heels. She wore a small black lace thong that Jazz just kept staring at. The front of it was transparent enough that she could see Penelope's lips right through it. But down it went slowly, letting Jazz take in the sight of Penelope's form. Her body was perfect. Jazz noticed Penelope's small bush as well, a small little bundle of red hair suchlike her own.

"Alright, now lie down on the desktop," Penelope instructed. Jazz followed without any questions, still memorized by the psychologist beauty in front of her.

The blanket wasn't exactly cozy, but it was better then a cold, hard desk. Penelope thought of everything, perhaps when she turned 18 they could...

"Ohhhh," Jazz moaned softly as she felt Spectra's hands on her back. She brought some oil and began kneading her shoulders softly. The tenseness Jazz felt melted away at Penelope's caring touch. She felt the hands now rubbing her shoulder blades and running along her back.

"How's it feel?"

"Heavenly..."

"Good."

She worked her way down Jazz's body. She let her hands slowly encircle the girl's firm ass as she continued the massage. Jazz seemed to really enjoy it. She continued down her right leg, stopping at her foot (no need to tickle the girl...yet). She followed the pattern with the left leg, then went back up her body.

Jazz had no idea why it felt so good, but it did. She thought the kiss yesterday was good, but it was nothing compared Penelope's handiwork with massage. Slowly she felt Penelope's hands wander around her sides, almost trying to get to her breasts.

"Ok now Jazz, flip over onto your back. This is where the fun starts," she said. Jazz had no reason not to trust her now. Penelope was right, so far it felt great. And the best was yet to come? She turned onto her back quickly and carefully. She closed her eyes again to let the touches come as a surprise to her.

Spectra started on her legs this time, just rubbing the muscles into a completely relaxed state. Then she went up her sides, feeling the girl's frame entirely. Now was the true test to see Jazz's comfort level, she worked her way to caressing her breasts. Jazz sighed with relief as Spectra gave her nipples a light squeeze. Since no objection was made, Penelope continued her fondling.

'She was right...this feels great!' Jazz thought. But her moments of mild arousal were cut short as Penelope's hands withdrew from Jazz's chest. At first the teenager thought it was all over, until she felt the hands again...this time on her stomach and moving lower.

Spectra finally decided to give Jazz the final test, if she was comfortable with some mild vaginal stimulation then she was ready for something more. But if Jazz wanted her to stop, which from her mans and reactions seemed unlikely, then that was it for the two.

Jazz felt Penelope's hands mildly trace her pussy. To her it felt odd, it was a new feeling. It was pure pleasure. Spectra decided to give Jazz's lips and clit a mild stroke. She moaned quite loudly.

'Perhaps I should take Jazz to my place for the girl's first orgasm. If she's this loud with some mild touching, she's probably a screamer...' Penelope thought.

She decided this was good enough for today and finished the massage off with a quick rub down both legs. The girl lingered in her own world a bit longer until finally she finally sat upright. Penelope handed the girl a towel so the massage oil wouldn't get onto her clothes.

"Penelope...that was great! I was really nervous, and it did get a bit out of my comfort level at times, but the feeling I had was completely new. Is this how you felt after your first encounter?"

"It sounds identical Jazz. Perhaps we could go to my place tomorrow, I noticed you moaned a bit loudly and even though the door is locked I still don't want to raise suspicions or get caught."

"Good idea. This was a new experience, and I'm now completely comfortable. Plus I would like to experience an actual orgasm."

"We can work on that tomorrow," she said as she looked at the clock, "hmm...4:15. Tomorrow will probably be quite a bit later. Do you think your parents would believe the paperwork excuse again?"

"Oh they're too wrapped up in their latest anti-ghost weapon. It turns ghosts back into their living forms. They said it'd be easier to restrain them before they experiment on the ghost. I myself think you'd get more information about them if you talk to the ghost, but my parents are set on the idea all ghosts are evil. But yeah I don't think they'll even notice I'm gone tomorrow."

'Ghosts turned human? Need to keep that idea in mind,' Spectra thought.

"That sounds good Jazz. Just take the bus to school tomorrow. We'll meet up here at my office and drive back to my place after school. Afterwards I'll drive you home. And here, be sure to wear this tomorrow," Spectra said as she handed Jazz the thong.

End Chapter 3

Things are starting to heat up between the pair. Read, review, and watch for the next chapter. You won't want to miss it!