I managed to park as close to the gymnasium as I possibly could but I still had to walk bare-legged some distance in broad daylight. Needless to say I received a few awkward glances from a couple of passerby's but nothing as lingering as I would have gotten if I were walking around naked. I was grateful that the tacky silk shirt I was wearing at least had a hem low enough to hide my embarrassing underwear, in a standing position. If I tried to bend over in this thing however, well...lets just say a couple of onlookers will really see a whole other meaning to 'Shock Value'.
Finally entering the gym, I spotted the same trunk that was in the dance studio right next to the bleachers. Thinking of that place now, I start thinking about those erotic moments Bridget and I had pressed up against the mirror. I shook off that risqué thought with a blush. I held myself to a high standard even now, I cannot allow myself to be tempted by a student...no matter how tantalizing.
Think about your job first Finn.
I bent over the trunk to open it, giving Bridget a taste of that 'Shock Value' I was so desperately trying to conceal. She smiled, "I stand by what I said to Delia yesterday Prof. Your ass is Yuuu-mmm-y!" I blushed again. The trunk was empty, so I sighed knowing what was going to happen next. "You can move that trunk underneath the bleachers, you can change there." I liked that idea, it would at least give me a few moments of privacy before I had to expose myself to a court full of people again. It was another small comfort but it beats putting on a strip show in front of everyone.
Bridget helped me carry the trunk to the darkest part beneath bleachers. Once we set it down I gave Bridget a look in an attempt to dismiss her. She either ignored it or didn't see it because she stayed right where she was, awaiting eagerly. We were pressed for time at this point so I didn't see the sense in arguing. I opened the trunk and turned my back to her as I undid the buttons on my lavender shirt. The silk felt smooth across my skin as I dropped the cloth into the trunk. Hooking my thumbs into my briefs I had believed that I had gotten used to having Bridget see me strip naked moments ago but I was wrong. If anything, I seem to be getting even more embarrassed every time she sees me disrobe. That lewd look in her eye filled my head with forbidden desires every time she glanced my way. I shucked off my underwear in one swift motion and tossed them into the trunk right on top of the shirt.
Cupping myself, I turned around to meet Bridget's gaze in a huff. She stepped towards me, desire burning in her eyes as she slammed the lid to the trunk closed. She swiped my glasses right off my face before she grabbed me by the nape of my neck to pull me down for a kiss. I was a little surprised, so I used that to savor the feeling of her tongue for a few seconds before I pried myself away from her. I tried to sound offended, "Now...umm...Bridget! We can't continue this...whatever this is...I am a professor and I can lose my job if..."
"I was just readying you for the pose Avery." Bridget breathed, even in the darkness under the bleachers I could tell her look was dreamy.
"What?"
She leaned against me, sliding her hand down my pecs and abs all the way down to my strategically placed hands. "For your pose, you have to be 'up' remember?" She pulled away my fingers one by one as she spoke in that damnably alluring accent. "I figured kisses were the fastest way to get you fully erect." What she was saying was complete and utter bullshit and I knew it. So why did I play along pretending that I believed her?
"Oh, right...well heaven forbid me from stopping you from doing your job as a teacher's assistant." I let her pry away the last of my fingers that covered my crotch. As I slowly pulled my hands away, Bridget gave my manhood a generous stroke from scrotum to head. I was hard in an instant but she kept rubbing away. We held each other's gaze, our faces so close our breaths intermingled. I had nowhere to put my hands, so I placed them on Bridget's hips so I could pull her closer for another kiss. I moaned inside her mouth as she made a pleasured sound in the back of her throat. Her hands moved wildly, our lips molded together, my touch discovering the roundness of her derriere, her breasts pressing against my abs. As we reluctantly pulled our bodies apart we were sweating profusely, our breathing was so heavy we were panting. We gave each other one last kiss as if to savor the feeling of what just occurred.
Bridget's eyes fell down between my legs and smiled proudly. "Well, I would dare say that's a mission accomplished." My dick throbbed from all the excitement. It was so large at this point, covering up with just my hands just wont do the job. I turned away from Bridget, too embarrassed to show her anymore of my obvious arousal. I wiped some sweat off my brow and still placed a hand in front of my engorged member as I decided to offer Bridget my free arm. "Shall we be off to class then my lady?" I mustered as much gentlemanly composure as I could summon under the circumstances. Bridget let out a laugh and accepted my arm graciously as we stepped out from under the bleachers and into the fluorescent lights of the gym.
What we saw was a full gymnasium.
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