"Oh shit dude I forgot my uniform at home!" I groaned rifling through my overnight bag.
"Oh crap, I don't think we have enough time to run to your house Tash," my best friend Becca frowned.
I'd spent the night at her house last night so we could finish up our power point for our presentation this morning and I thought I had packed everything I needed. Apparently I was wrong however.
"I know and we can't be late for class," I bit my lip.
"Well my stuff is going to be short on you, but you can borrow my clothes if you want," Becca suggested.
Becca was barely 5'4'' and was about a B cup... I was a leggy 5'9'' and had a D cup sometimes a DD depending on the bra brand.
"Thanks Becca, I'll make it work," I sighed resigned as I grabbed a white button up and dark blue plaid skirt from her closet. I quickly dressed and heaved a sigh at my appearance, I hoped none of the teachers gave me detention today for violating the dress code. The white button up was pulled tightly against my chest, you could just see the outline of my hot pink lace bra. The skirt barely and I mean just barely covered my ass and definitely violated the dress code. We had to wear skirts that were as long as our fingertips with our hands at our sides. I don't think this skirt came down past my wrists it was so short.
"Well you might get detention, but at least we know all the guys in our class will be paying attention to our presentation," Becca laughed.
I rolled my eyes and we grabbed our bags and headed to school.
Becca was 100% right however, when we did our presentation every guy in the room stared at me. It excited me a little knowing all of those boys wanted me.
When class was over our extremely hot teacher Mr. Evans stopped me from exiting with the rest of my classmates.
"Natasha I'd like you to come to my classroom to talk about some missing assignments after school today, okay?" he said and I couldn't help notice his eyes darting to my chest a few times.
My pussy quivered making my panties wet at the thought of a man like Mr. Evans checking me out. Mr. Evans wasn't like the silly boys in my class, sure he was only six or seven years older than us, but he was all man. Rock hard muscle, light stubble, chiseled jaw, deep emerald green eyes, Mr. Evans was extremely sexy.
I bit my lip as I checked him out, "yes sir," I said a little huskier than I intended.
I turned to leave the room and just because it excited me I 'accidentally' dropped my pencil. I bent over slowly knowing full well that my hot pink G-string was on full display. I wiggled my ass a little before standing up straight my pencil in hand.
"See you later Mr. Evans," I smiled over my shoulder as I skipped out of class.
The day went by agonizingly slowly and I was uncomfortable the entire time. I was so turned on all day my panties were a sodden mess and by the time 7th period ended I was very wet and very uncomfortable.
"Ready to go home and binge watch Netflix?" Becca asked when I met her at our lockers.
"No I have to go to Mr. Evans class room, but first I need to go to the bathroom," I said switching out my books for the ones I'd need tonight and stuffing them in my backpack.
"Hot Mr. Evans?" Becca giggled and made obscene gestures with her tongue in her mouth.
"Becca!" I squealed.
"What I'd do him," she shrugged.
"I'll see you later you horn dog," I chuckled and headed for the bathroom. I couldn't stand being in these wet panties any longer. I slipped into a stall and quickly pulled them off stuffing them in my backpack before heading to Mr. Evans classroom.
"Close the door behind you Natasha," Mr. Evans said when I entered his classroom.
I quietly shut the door behind me and sat in the desk directly across from his desk.
"So I'm going to give you a chance to makeup your missed assignments right now, but I want you in here doing them and you have until six to finish them," he said plopping a stack of papers on my desk.
"Yikes," I said skimming through the assignments.
"You can begin whenever you'd like," he said going back an sitting behind his desk.
I frowned and decided to pick the easiest assignment of the bunch. It was a simple vocabulary worksheet I just had to write definitions on.
It was close to six and I was on my last vocabulary sheet, finally.
As I worked diligently, my legs unconsciously parted, the cool air felt amazing on my hot and bothered nether regions.
I could feel Mr. Evans eyes on me, particularly my lower half. I moved my hand down to slowly caress my thigh, slightly pushing my skirt up as I did so. With my other hand I toyed with the first button on my shirt as I pretended to be stumped on a word. The first button came undone easily showing off the tops of my milky white breasts.
I tugged at the second button of my shirt and smirked to myself as I bent over and unzipped my bag. I pulled out my dictionary along with my thong and I fake gasped as it fell to the floor.
Mr. Evans stood up abruptly and walked over to the door locking it. He turned back to me with a stern expression on his face.
"Natasha stand up please and come over to my desk," he ordered quietly.
