The tour of Fairfax had been educational to say the least. Luke had seen the school grounds, observed a few classes, and had a chance to set up his classroom. He had planned on working on lesson plans in the afternoon, but the English teacher appeared at his classroom door at one o’clock. “Hi Luke.” She said, reaching out a hand. “I’m Angela Miles, the English teacher. You observed my class earlier today.”
Luke stood and shook Angela’s hand firmly. “Yes of course.” He said. “I’m just settling in.”
“I know it’s your first day and you are busy setting up your room. But Dr. Kroft suggested I ask if you’d like to help me with one of our more interesting teacher responsibilities.” She said.
This sounded interesting. “Sure.” Luke said, wondering what she meant.
“We’re about to have a dress code inspection.” Angela explained. “We do it three times a week to make sure the girls are up to par. You would think 18 year olds could handle dressing themselves. But then again, they aren’t here because they are the brightest in the bunch.”
Luke laughed at Angela’s last comment. “I know, Dr. Kroft explained that to me during our tour. I’d love to help out.”
“Follow me then.” Angela said, leading him out of the classroom. “We do the spot checks in the front hall. Dr. Kroft officiates, but we have a teacher or two to help out. Eventually you’ll be participating on a regular basis, so Dr. Kroft wants you to get some experience.”
Luke nodded and followed Angela into the front hall where Dr. Kroft had gathered the students.
“Alright girls!” Dr. Kroft shouted, walking down the center of the hall and clapping her hands twice for attention “It’s time for a spot uniform check! Line up!”
The girls rushed to put their books down against the walls and form two lines facing the teachers in the center. Luke couldn’t help but glance at several panty covered asses as the girls bent down to place their books on the floor before returning to the line. A few muffled groans were heard from the older girls, but they all lined up with shoulders back and arms at their side, standing at attention as though they were in an army boot camp.
“Now, we have had some problems with girls losing the buttons off their blouses a number of times this month. Any girl found to have less than the required amount of buttons on her blouse will lose her shirt for the rest of the day. Is that understood?” She asked sharply, throwing a firm glance at Emily, in the center of the line closest to Luke.
“Yes, Dr. Kroft.” The girls answered in unison.
“Very well then, Mr. Ryder and Miss Miles will be performing the inspection today. You may begin.” She said, nodding at Angela Miles.
“Come on, Luke, you’ll enjoy this. Just follow my lead” Angela whispered to Luke as she gave him a sly smile.
The two teachers walked slowly down the first line of students, donning stern faces as they looked the scarcely dressed young women up and down. Luke followed Angela’s lead by placing his hands behind his back and pausing for a moment before each girl, taking in the opportunity to stare blatantly at each of the students’ ample breasts and hard nipples pressing against the straining white blouses each girl was required to wear. The first few girls were up to par according to dress code standards. Shirt buttoned below the breasts, nipples hard and visible through the fabric, shirt tucked in to her painfully short skirt, which ended just below each girl’s pussy. Luke nodded in approval as each girl he passed met the dress code standards. Ahead of him, Angela had come to a tall brunette girl named Emily who Luke had seen earlier in the day get reprimanded by Dr. Kroft for missing buttons on her blouse. Her shirt was unbuttoned to the waist, buttonless, yet it seemed she was attempting to hide her predicament by tucking the shirt tightly into her skirt.
“Emily, this is just not acceptable.” Angela remarked, shaking her head as she reached for Emily’s blouse. “You know the rules, I’ll have to take this for the rest of the day.”
Angela slowly eased the blouse off of Emily’s shoulders, getting only inches from her beautiful round breasts as she did so. Emily pushed out her lower lip in a small pout for a moment, but quickly withdrew it as the cool air hit her exposed nipples. She allowed her English teacher to peel the shirt off her arms and straighten her skirt. “You can pick up your blouse in Home Economics class at the end of the day, where you will be required to sew new buttons on before returning to the dormitory this evening.” Angela explained to the now half-naked student.
“Yes, ma’am.” Emily huffed.
“And just because you are topless, does not mean you are exempt from the other uniform requirements.” Angela reminded her as she moved to the next girl, still holding the damaged shirt.
Luke passed several more young women until his gaze came upon a short redhead whose blouse was buttoned in the correct fashion, but her nipples left much to be desired. All girls were required to have hard nipples during the school day, by whatever means they saw necessary. The girls were encouraged to touch and pinch their own titties, as well as invite their classmates to help them with this portion of the dress code. But this girl seemed to have been neglecting her own lovely breasts.
“What is your name?” Luke asked, trying to imitate the authoritative mannerisms he had been observing in the other teachers since he arrived at Fairfax.
“Jeanette.” the redhead replied, looking straight into Luke’s eyes and batting her thick lashes.
“It seems you have overlooked something.” Luke told the girl, raising his hand slowly and placing it on one of the girl’s breasts.
