“Hello… McCoy…”

“Hello… McCoy?”

You freeze in place, hand wrapped around your cock mid-pump, on the verge of orgasm as you hear someone’s voice speaking to you.

Confused and terrified, you slowly move your eyes upward to see a woman, someone in her mid 30s peering around the corner, staring right at you.

She has nice, shiny orange hair tied up in a low bun with locks of hair dangling at the sides of her head. She is wearing a band shirt, probably something from the 90s, a black and red flannel jacket, and a pair of blue jeans. Her shoes are regular black shoes you’d see at a middle of the road shoe shop. She doesn’t look like a teacher, but she’s too old looking to be a student. But that question isn’t something you are particularly worrying about at the moment.

“Erm… Earth to McCoy? Can you read me, Heath?” She says, walking out of the corner as she approaches you.

“I-I-I, ahhh… It’s not what it looks like! I slipped and fell an—” You say before being cut off by the woman.

“Huh, you think I’m stupid or something? It’s obvious you were just masturbating.” The woman says casually, yet not in a judgy way like Mrs. Graves would.

You’re terrified! She’s totally going to report you to the principal, and you have no clue how bad of a punishment she’ll give you. “Please don’t report me, Ma’am! I swear I won’t do it again!” You plead.

“Calm down McCoy! I ain’t going to rat you out. Guys will be guys I always say, and I kinda expected something like this to happen.” She says, crossing her arms and giving you a reassuring smile.

You are so confused right now that your brain momentarily forgets you’re naked on the floor with a woman staring down, all that and you still have your hand around your cock. “What do you mean you expected this?”

“I mean, when I heard we were going to have a nude male student attending class, they were likely going to be incredibly shy or incredibly worked up. And it seems you’ve ticked both boxes.” She says, looking you up and down, not necessarily in a suggestive way, but more in an analytical way. Still you can’t help but feel weird as she looks you up and down regardless.

“Anyway, I was just wondering what made that loud bang noise. Did you slam the door?” She asks.

“Yeah…” You reply. It’s weird having someone not so transfixed on your nudity.

“Ahh, good. Damn door broke off of its hinges before, and I didn’t feel hunting down a maintenance worker to waste their time with a door hardly anyone uses.” She says.

“Wait, no one uses this door?” You say with slight defeat in your voice.

“Yeah, everyone just takes the long way. It’s deceptively short, and the students don’t like getting cat called by dudes on the road.” She replies. The fact that you went through all of that embarrassment when you didn’t even need to makes you scream internally.

“Alright, now that that’s out of the way, why don’t you follow me to class? I’m pretty sure Ophelia put you in my class.” She says as she looks down at her watch. It looks like one of those smart watches you’ve seen your old rich friends use all the time.

“Oh, are you my history Professor?” You ask.

“Yep, Mrs. McNelly. Now come on, you’re gonna be late, follow me,” Prof. McNelly says as she starts walking away.

This entire encounter leaves you speechless. No teacher, hell no student, has treated you this way before. Everyone else has either been a lustful teaser, an overly curious scientist, or a by-the-books hardass. Having someone be so casual with you and treat you like a semi-normal student is refreshing.

As you get up off the ground, you notice a lot of things. Firstly, you remember you are completely naked as you feel your ass cheeks peeling off the tile floor. Secondly, your hands are wet and slightly sticky. Finally, as you fully rise up from off the ground, you realize you are still incredibly horny. Just the subtle bounce of your cock sends shivers down your spine. While it isn’t at full mast anymore, it is still erect.

Mrs. McNelly notices your hesitation, as well as your wet hands and crotch.

“Come on, I have paper towels in my lecture room if you need them.” She says before moving forward and down the right hall. You take a moment before rushing back up to her, walking alongside her as you head to your next class.