"Good day to you class, I am back again," my heart was hammering wildly "I have come to supervise and assist this study group any way that I can." There was some cheerful hollering and applause all through the room. I knew they weren't clapping at my aid they were happy seeing me practically naked again. I blushed and walked towards the whiteboard that was left here since my last visit; keeping my hands around the waist of my towel. I could tell by the equations already written on it that my students were actually using it to study. I felt a brief moment of pride for them before they started talking, "Now if you would just turn your attention to the board..."
"The board ain't what got my attention." One of the girls who was checking out my ass spoke.
"Tell me about it. How am I supposed to concentrate on anything but that sweet ass?"
"Forget about that ass, since when did he shave 'down there'? Not that I'm complaining."
"Still it was nice of him to come teach us in the buff. Now if he could just drop that towel..."
"This must be our reward for getting our grades up."
"Dude! Had I known the teacher would get naked for a higher class average I would have been studying months ago!"
Trying to ignore their jibes, I cleaned off the board with one hand while holding my towel with the other. I crossed my legs for additional concealment as I stood next to the board to give a lecture. As I wrote a variety of variables and numbers on the board some of the girls snickered at my state of undress while secretly taking pictures with their phones. "You had better be using that phone as a calculator otherwise I am going to be quite cross!" I shouted.
"Crossed? Like your legs right now?" My student, Tia was her name, chuckled.
"Seriously Prof. we know what you're packing down there, give it some air so we can admire it some more." Another girl in my class, Estelle, shot me a wink
"A-Absolutely not! I will not permit any more distractions during the lesson!" My face was burning hot as I clutched my groin. As if that would make me feel less exposed.
"How about if we answer the next question correctly you give us a little flash?" Another student, Doris, suggested.
"Honestly class, do all of you enjoy seeing me naked that much?"
My question was followed by a unilateral 'YES' all around. "It's the best you ever looked Prof!" Estelle commented.
I frowned but I agreed to their terms thinking I could conjure up equations so advanced that my slacker students couldn't possibly answer them. "Very well, but in exchange, for every question you get wrong you have to come back here next week for another hour of study group understood?" Everyone nodded happily.
I wrote down an appropriately college level equation to solve on the board. With my legs uncrossed now I called up a volunteer to come answer it the difficult problem. The first up was shy quiet Merta who volunteered to come up first. She walked up to the whiteboard trying not to glance at her almost naked professor. Her cheeks were a shade of pink. Perhaps she was emboldened by the fact that she was not the most bashful person in the room right now.
She grabbed a marker and wrote down an answer to my equation. Her eyes darted in my direction for just a moment. "I...I'm sorry!" Merta rushed back to her original setting in the room. Her mouth formed a funny squiggle pattern as she tried to hide her enamored smile.
Oh dear, did she have a little crush on me? I don't think Bridget would be too happy about that.
I turned my attention to the board to check her answer.
I had of mixture of pride and fear as I realized Merta granted a perfect answer. Crap, where was this commitment back when I was still wearing pants to lessons? I could never lie and say she got it wrong. I encourage my students to prevail and I gave them my word that I would sneak them a peek.
I cleared my throat, "Well...Merta...excellent work, you answered correctly..." I looked around the room, every expression was hungry and expectant. I let out a sigh, and with one hand, I opened one fold of my towel revealing my bare leg. The class rocked back and forth in anticipation as I held the other end of my towel in front of me to cover my privates. With one last curse, I parted the last fold away from my crotch unveiling my penis. There was a short wave of applause and whistling at my flashing then I quickly retied my towel to regain my modesty. "Alright you hyenas! Who's next?!" My face flushed as I erased the board and tried scribbling another difficult equation.
"I am!" I knew this voice.
This time it was Tia, she confidently skipped up to the board awaiting for the next problem. "Oh, professor can we up the ante a bit here?"
"What do mean?" I queried as I wrote down another problem to solve.
"If I get this question right, how about you lose the towel all together?"
My face fumed, "I will not agree to that! Just write an answer to prove to me how smart you girls are! Goodness sake, aren't all of you in college to improve your intellect for your own career opportunities? Just answer the damn question!" I huffed.
Tia frowned but didn't appear to be upset in the slightest. She wrote down her answer.
"My apologies Tia, but that is not the correct answer." I crossed my arms over my chest.
"Aw, I could have sworn I got it right." Tia pouted as she returned to her seat.
"Keep your promise everyone. Next week I want you all back here for another hour of studying, understood?" A collection of nods gave me confirmation. "Good." I smiled as I erased Tia's answer from the board to put in the correct answer. A hand went up from crowd as I was finished writing. It was Bridget.
"Ave...er...Professor Finn," it was nice of her to behave formally in front of the other students in this instance. "Sorry for interrupting, but you seem to be a bit confused. The equation you gave us to solve this problem is inefficient. A couple variables are off and it upsets the results once input."
"That's absurd! If you honestly believe that I actually made that mistake again, then I challenge you to come up here and give us all the right equation Bri...er...Ms. Bernard!"
Stone-faced, Bridget walked right up to the board and readjusted my example equation by a few integers. Demonstrating her work as she input it into the problem she arrived at the correct answer.
I was stunned. I reviewed her equation and compared it to my own and ultimately came to the conclusion that Tia was not the one who got this wrong...I did. I slapped myself on the brow mentally cursing myself.
[How could you make the same mistake twice you buffoon?! Are you a math professor or what? You complain all the time that your students are incompetent, but in truth, the problem is you! Y.O.U. moron! If they mess up their futures it is all on your head! Stop holding them back! You should just quit and let someone else...]
"Professor?...Professor Finn?...Avery!" Bridget placed a hand on my shoulder snapping me out of my self-loathing. "It's okay Ave." She was being informal now. Probably to ground me back to my senses. Once again I failed as a teacher, it had to be her helping me.
I shook my head, "No. No! It is not 'okay', I have a sacred duty to educate all of you and I am letting you all down. You would all be better off with a more proficient educator." Bridget tossed her arms around me and I was surprised. I looked to the rest of my students to see if they would react to the situation but thankfully they only perceived her actions as consolation for their bumbling professor.
"Seriously, you need to chill out Prof." Estelle called.