Authors Note: This is part 2 of Naughty Kate, reading part 1 will give you a better idea of the story. You don't have to read it but if you like this, then you'll like it as well. All characters are over 18 and sexually transmitted diseases and other unexpected negativity from sex doesn't exist in the, very, fictional universe this story is set in. Enjoy.
Kate walked into the outer office early the next morning and saw Ms Lewis already sitting at her desk typing away at her computer. The secretary was dressed this morning in a mini skirt so brief that it rode up to flash her stocking tops as she was sitting at her desk, and a bright red blouse that had the top few buttons undone to reveal the edges of a black lace bra and the swell of her milky tits. Kate clutched her essay to her chest and hoped that she would be allowed to go into Professor Kings office, she would die of embarassment if the secretary was to take it off her to give to him when he arrived.
"Ms Lewis, Professor King said I was to put this on his desk, can I go in there?" Kates eyes were wide as she looked hopefully at the older women who looked her up and down briefly before nodding her head. Kate wondered if she was pushing her luck, todays skirt was only marginally longer than the one she had worn the day before and her school blouse was thin enough that you could see the fire engine red bra she had on underneath. She had gotten up early that morning to put the finishing touches on her essay and had spent an hour agonizing over what to wear, she had wanted to make it clear to Professor King when he saw her that her essay wasn't just empty words. A pair of Mary Janes with frilly white ankle socks decorated her feet and she had worn her white g string with little black hearts, which she could already feel was getting damp. She stepped behind the door of the office when she was inside so that Ms Lewis couldn't see her and lifted her skirt to inspect her panties quickly, they kept riding into her pussy lips and she wanted them to be covering her slit more, she wanted to flash her panties, not her pussy.
Kate let her skirt fall back over her hips and giggled and leaned against the wall as she realised that she was alone in the headmasters office, then hesitantly slipped her finger inside her panties and began to finger her cunny. She wondered how long it would be until Professor King arrived and imagined the trouble she would be in if he caught her masturbating in his office, she imagined him furiously ordering her to bend over his desk again for another spanking before this time he would take his cock out and fuck her needy snatch. Kate bit her lip as she climaxed and quickly readjusted her panties. She walked on somewhat unsteady feet to the headmasters desk and glanced out the door to see Ms Lewis still working on her computer. Kate looked at her wet finger, then wiped it across where Professor King had written the title, smearing the words slightly, before she kissed the bottom of the page to leave the impression of her lipstick behind. She placed the page in the center of the desk, where she remembered her panties had lain the day before, then walked out the door and nodded at Ms Lewis as she walked past her.
"Ms West, did you think to return the panties I leant you yesterday?" Kate stopped as she heard the voice float up from behind her. Had she heard her when she had been in the office? Kate had tried to be quiet but the door had been open.
"No, Ms Lewis, umm, they're, uhh, they're in the laundry." She turned her head and saw Ms Lewis' eyebrow raise.
"Very well, I'd like them returned tomorrow, please."
"Yes, Miss." Kate hurried away at the dismissal and breathed a sigh of relief, she would wash them tonight, they needed it anyway. Kate had left her study period early yesterday after it had become apparent that it was almost impossible for her to concentrate on writing her essay unless she had been toying at the front of her panties. When she had gotten home she had stripped down to her borrowed underwear and slipped her vibrator down the front of them. She had spent the evening imaging Professor Kings tongue lapping at her clit as she had tried to justify her choice and by the time she had finished writing it her panties and chair were completly soaked. Kate looked at her watch to see if she had time to duck into the toilets for another quick finger session, then cursed as she heard the bell for first period ring. She hurried to where she had left her bag so that she didn't get into trouble for being late, she wanted to be sent to the headmasters office but that was unlikely for being late, school policy was one spank with the ruler for every minute late to class. Kate shuddered as she imagined having to bend over and show the entire class her ass, the thin strip of material nestled between her cheeks offered her no modesty whatsoever and her bum was still somewhat pink from her spanking the day before.
She looked around as she entered the class and was pleased to note she had beaten the teacher there, then took her seat and waited for Ms Prince to arrive and start the lesson. She barely listened to the social studies teacher as blathered on about something or other, preferring to draw dirty pictures and write crude things about herself on the inside of her folder and before she knew it the bell was ringing to dismiss them. Theoretically they were supposed to stay seated until the teacher told them to leave, but no one ever paid any attention to Ms Prince anyway, she was the only teacher in school that had never assigned detention and she would only ever spank the girls for being late, and even then not very hard. Every boy in the school knew that if they were late to social studies they only had to suggest that they spank their teacher instead for Ms Prince to get flustered and try to change the subject, there was a rumour that in her first year teaching three boys had done just that and entertained their class by reddening her asscheeks while she bent over her desk and panted. Kate didn't think the rumour was true, but she had seen Ms Prince leaving the staff toilets hurriedly buttoning her blouse on only to be followed by a whistling senior a few minutes later. Kate knew how to recognise cum stains, she had washed many of them out of her skirt and blouse, and had recognised the teltale signs around the neckline of her teachers shirt the next period.
"Ms West! Wait a moment." Kate stopped and turned to see Ms Lewis walking down the hall towards her.
"Yes, Miss?"
"Professor King Asked me to give this to you, hurry along, you don't want to be late." With that the secretary turned and went back towards the staff offices, leaving Kate to examine the note in her hand. She opened it and read it as she walked to class.
'Ms West,
After reviewing your essay I have decided that you will henceforth sit in the front row of all your classes. Your teachers have been informed of the changes to their class seating plan. You are to report to my study at the end of the day.
Prof. King'
Kate walked through the door to Mr McDermotts' class and looked around, sure enough Donna Troy was sitting where she normally sat and she blushed as she realised the rest of the class was staring at her and wondering why they had swapped seats. She ducked her head to avoid there gaze and quickly took her new place, she looked up and saw that Mr McDermott was already writing the days lesson on the board, he never spoke to the class much he just wrote down their instructions and watched them like a hawk to make sure they were carried out. She opened her book and started working on her problem, concious of the gaze of her classmates on the back of her head.
Kate kept her head down and worked diligently for about fifteen minutes, feeling slightly uncomfortable with so many eyes on her, until she realised that the class had gotten on with her work and the only person staring at her was at the front of the room. She looked up at Mr McDermott and gulped, not only was he staring at her but his brow was creased and he was clearly irritated with her. She tried to think what she ight have done wrong when she saw his eyes drop sharply to her legs and up again, Kate swallowed as she realised that her classmates stare had unconciously made her press her knees together. As she looked back at her teacher she tried to think what was the best thing to do, yesterday when she had flashed him she had been sent to the headmasters office and even though she was eager to go back this afternoon at his summons, she dreaded the thought of being sent there and making him angry before then. On the other hand, Mr McDermott clearly expected her to continue her display from the day before and she didn't think she could stand him glaring at her for the entire period, she gave a shy smile and slowly parted her legs.
Kate shuddered as se felt the cool breeze from the air conditioning chill her wet panties, she had no fears that they would dry out she could feel herself lubricating again as Mr McDermott smirked at her and glanced around the classroom before lowering his gaze to her pussy again. She let her knees fall wider apart and turned back to her work only to find herself doodling in the margins of her text book, most prominent amongst her drawings was a crude representation of her face with cum dripping down her face to drip onto her tits. She glanced at Mr McDermott again and felt her pussy flood with juice as she realised that, unlike yesterday, she was now sitting close enough that Mr McDermott would be able to see every fold of her pussy through the sopping white material. She tried to concentrate but found that her eyes kept drifting up to seek out her teacher, who was ignoring her in favour of watching her soak her panties.
Kate closed her legs slightly, but stopped when she saw Mr McDermotts's gaze snap back to her face, when she felt a tap on her back. She waited a moment until Mr McDermott was focused between her legs again, then reached behind her to recieve another note.
'Hey Babe, what's with the seat change? J'
Kate thought for a second, then scribbled a short reply.
'I got into trouble for passing to many notes, this is supposed to make it harder for me. lol.'
She folded the note over and held it behind her until she felt it removed from her hand, that should keep the rumour mill happy while keeping them distracted from the real reason she had been moved. She bent over her book and made another attempt at her work, this time though she took a pencil and used the end to trace little patterns on her panties. Kate figured that since he hadn't gotten to see her doing that from up close yesterday it wouldn't hurt for her to do it again, she shivered as she felt her pencil scrape over the material covering her clit and used the pencil to push her panties into her pussy slightly. Kate grinned at Mr McDermott as he looked back at her face and lifted the pencil to her mouth, she glanced down and noted that it was shinly with her juice then she darted her tongue out and licked the length of it before sucking it into her mouth. Kate smiled at Mr McDermott as the bell ending the period rang and everyone started to pack away their things. Mr McDermott stood up and walked over towards Kate as he dismissed the class.
