"So, I'm not wearing panties." Rachel said casually as we stood there in front of the high school.
She had just sent her daughters off on a school bus to the local zoo. One of our school groups was hosting a "Parent Day Out" at the school and they'd just loaded everyone on the bus to the zoo. I'd come up earlier to check my mail and pick up a textbook. When I came out, I'd been trapped in by the buses.
Now that everyone was gone, the school was deserted again except for the few office staff members and custodians.
She was wearing a short denim skirt, sandals, and a polo shirt. She looked great.
"Do what?" I asked, unsure of what I had just heard.
Rachel had her arms crossed which of course just pushed her breasts together and upward. She casually leaned over a bit toward me and repeated, "I'm not wearing panties."
That's isn't the usual type of conversation I have while on the school grounds, so I know I looked dumbfounded when I turned to look at her.
She smiled and said, "I'm not wearing panties. You know, no undies? If I was to pull this skirt up you'd see my bare ass and freshly shaved pussy."
I got over the shock enough to say, "Well, let's not do that. I believe you."
She smiled over at me and replied, "I could prove it to you if you'd like. Where is your classroom?"
Now keep in mind, to anyone driving down the road, we're just two adults standing on the sidewalk talking. No one has any idea of what we're discussing.
"Why do you want to know where my classroom is?" I said with a nervous smile.
"I really think you need proof that I'm not lying to you," she said. "So show me where your classroom is. There's no one at the school now, right?"
"No, no kids are allowed during summer hours. There's just the office staff and maybe a few custodians," I replied. "My room is upstairs away from everything anyway. Nothing to be excited about."
"Show me," she said with a smile. "I'll provide the excitement."
Damn.
I opened the door of the school and we went inside.
I gestured toward the stairs and we started up. Being the polite gentleman, I let her walk ahead of me. Of course, if you've ever been behind a woman in a short skirt going upstairs, you will know that I enjoyed the view. In short order, I had my key out and was fitting it into the door lock.
"It's not much to see," I began as I opened the door and turned on the light. "It's just a regular old classroom."
Rachel entered behind me and scoped out the room. She turned and closed the door. My room has a solid door but with a side window. We have to keep the blinds open, but Rachel pulled them shut and flipped the deadbolt.
"This will do nicely," she said and began to pull up her skirt.
"Whoa! Shit!" I yelled. "Rachel, what the hell?"
"Hush!" she replied calmly. "It's just so you'll believe me. Calm down."
I won't bore you with the rant I delivered on how dangerous of a situation she was putting me in. Work. Job. Career. She just kept shushing me the whole time and in a minute I was looking at her bare pussy and ass as she held the denim skirt up and turned around a few times.
I was hard and stiff immediately.
She pulled her skirt back down and said, "Satisfied?"
"Are you?" I countered back. "Can we go now?"
"No, not yet," she replied and walked to the far corner of the room. "I have one last thing to do."
I stood there, nervous and worried watching Rachel over on the far side of my classroom as she took all of her clothes off.
Soon she was completely naked and I was sporting one big hard-on. She walked over to me, her bare feet sliding along on the carpet, breasts jiggling a bit. She came up to me and leaned forward until our bodies were separated by just a few inches.
Then she reached over and grabbed her shoulder bag. She started pulling clothing from the bag. A few minutes later she was dressed totally. Totally inappropriate, that is.
She was now dressed as the stereotypical sexy school girl. She had the short gray plaid skirt, little socks, and a white dress shirt tied underneath her breasts. If someone had caught us in the room right then, she might as well have been naked. The sweet Mom from next door was now Britney Spears.
"Look, this is for a dare someone posted on my blog. I needed a classroom and you...well, you know all about me and this is safe," she said calmly. She pointed out the camera she had removed from the bag. "Just take some pictures for me and we'll be done really fast."