This is the first chapter of this story, the second one can by found here.
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Ch. 01 Friday detention
It was my lucky day again. I had drawn the shortest straw in the staff room and had to do double duty on a Friday and 'teach' detention. All I usually did during these situations was sit and read for an hour and half and get paid for it. Doesn't sound too bad except that it was Friday and everyone else would be going home as soon as the bell rang to end the day. Naturally being the youngest teacher at the school had its 'privileges.'
I got to the detention room which today was classroom 24. It was in the back wing of the school so I had a few minutes walk to get there. Why do they make these high schools so big? When I got to the room I got the detention list. The list stated that there were two girls today and that was it. One was Kelly Johnson, who was a good student, but for some reason had missed too many days of school this quarter and now had a day of detention for it. The other girl was Marsha Callaghan, one of the resident 'hot girls' at the school. Both were eighteen year old seniors and only had a few months left of high school before going on to college. There was a special note from Mrs. Brown attached to the list.
It read that Marsha had been caught, again, not wearing underwear to school. I wondered how Mrs. Brown had obtained this information but nevertheless it intrigued me. I decided I would get to the bottom of this when Marsha arrived. If I was in luck maybe she hadn't gotten a pair of panties on since this morning.
Kelly was the first to arrive and seated herself on the right side of the room to my left, my desk being in the front of the room. I said hello to her and told her to make herself comfortable. She was wearing a brown t-shirt with blue jeans and sneakers. Her shoulder length brown hair was up in a ponytail and she quickly made herself busy writing something in her notebook. She was cute but not in a way that any high school boys would appreciate. Me being a bit older was more able to appreciate her looks. I presumed that once high school reunion time came around, all the boys would want what they couldn't have and kick themselves for not trying earlier.
After waiting another ten full minutes, Marsha finally walked in and loudly seated herself in the second chair from the door to my right. She was five feet five with blonde, curly hair and an athlete's body. She was captain of the soccer team after all. She was wearing a pink baseball style shirt and a pink skirt to match. Basically, it was high school Barbie sitting in front of me. She was known for her nice butt around school and the rest of her body was gorgeous to match. She didn't have big breasts, but her breasts fit her body, which is usually more important anyway. Again, this is an older guy talking. The high school boys probably wanted them bigger of course. Her legs were nice and smooth and her tummy to match. I should know since her shirt barely covered her navel and when she lifted her arms to play with her hair, it didn't cover it at all. Her blue eyes completed the package and I wondered if her parents had actually birthed her or bought her in a package complete with attitude.
"Hello, Marsha, so nice of you to join us," I said mockingly to her.
"Thank you, Mr. Jones, I'm sooo glad to be here."
She went about arranging her things, putting her cell phone away for the time being, fixing her hair and basically staring at the clock. I decided to have fun with her since her 'entrance' had annoyed me a bit.
"Marsha, will you please tell me and Kelly why you are here today?" I asked her.
"Ummm, I don't know, why don't you tell us why I'm here? No one told me, that bitch Mrs. Brown just told me I had detention. I complained to Principal McGuire but he said I had to go. I think he's doing Mrs. Brown. I don't know why though since she's so ugly."
I wasn't particularly fond of Mrs. Brown either but I was part of the staff, albeit a new one, and I felt I had to stick up for a fellow teacher when they were under attack from a student.
"Well Marsha, Mrs. Brown informed me earlier that the reason you are here is that you forgot a certain part of your outfit today; is that true?"
"What the hell are you talking about? I look dressed to you don't I? And is there any way we could get this over with? I have soccer practice in thirty minutes and I need to be there. We're playing the Dragons tomorrow and we need to win this game. I am not going out a loser."
This latest outburst had pretty much ticked me off beyond repair. Kelly particularly rolled her eyes during the soccer speech. She is more of the academic variety over athletic. I decided once and for all to actually teach a lesson in detention on this day. One I knew I would enjoy, and hoped Kelly and maybe Marsha would too.
"Well Marsha, Mrs. Brown, informed me that you didn't wear panties again today. Not even a thong, which I was surprised about frankly."
Marsha's faced contorted to something between shock and anger at this while Kelly merely smiled and giggled a bit, enjoying the fact the Marsha was being exposed as being the slut Kelly supposed she was.
"That's ridiculous! How could Mrs. Brown even know that? What a dyke! Is she looking up my skirt or something?"
Kelly butted in at this point, offering some help for Mrs. Brown, which I assumed was one of her favorite teachers. She stated, "Mrs. Brown is a nice teacher and there's nothing wrong with her. She's also not a 'dyke' and if you didn't leave your legs open all day she probably wouldn't have noticed."
Before Marsha could berate Kelly, I jumped in. "Listen, Marsha, if you really want to go to soccer practice and Mrs. Brown was wrong, why don't you just stand up, pull up your skirt and show Kelly and I that you are wearing panties. If you do that, you can go."
"What!? I'm not gonna do that in front of you. What are you, some kind of sicko?"
"Well you wanted a way to get out of detention early didn't you? I'm offering you one. Take it or leave it."
"No, there's no way I'm going to show you anything. I don't need to; I can go call Principal McGuire and get you fired for sexual harassment. You'll never be able to get a job again."
I got up and walked over to the door and shut it, locking it in the process. I had the only key. I walked back and sat on the corner of my desk, facing Marsha.
"Look, obviously you're not wearing panties which is the reason you are here in the first place. So that means you have to stay for the whole detention. No exceptions. Your soccer practice is not my concern; if you wanted to make it there you probably should have thought of putting on some underwear this morning."
I turned to Kelly as Marsha fumed at her desk. "Now Kelly, since you've been nothing but great since getting her and are above all a good student, I will offer you the same proposition as Marsha. You show your panties to the both of us, you get to go home early. If you don't feel comfortable doing this and want to remain here for the next ... hour and twenty minutes then that's okay by me." I gave her a smile.
Kelly smiled back to me. After a few seconds she spoke. "Alright, I'll do it, I have some studying I need to get done and I can't do with her here, causing problems." She gave me a wink and stood up.
She unbuttoned her jeans as Marsha and I watched. She slowly slid them down till her pink heart panties were exposed. My cock instantly started to harden and I couldn't believe I'd actually gotten Kelly to show me her panties. She even turned around once and showed us a very cute butt. I was a bit shocked because Kelly didn't wear tight clothing on the outside, but her body seemed to be nicer than she was letting on.
