A bout with boredom.

All Anna could do was wait in the classroom now, trapped from her clothing. From what she could tell, the classroom she was in was probably safe, with no signs of use in some time. She sighed, knowing it was better to wait things out. But what would she do while she waited?

She looked over her naked body, and she was still moist between her thighs as a result of her arousal earlier.

Anna shook her head. Those feelings got her into this mess in the first place. She did not want to repeat doing that. Instead, she wrapped her arms around her naked form in an effort to cover herself, even though she didn't need to. She couldn't let her mind wander onto that again.

But despite trying to shake off that bubbling feeling, Anna could feel her heart rate pick up a little bit. Anna bit her lip and gave herself a light squeeze between the legs, enjoying the pressure that created.

No! Anna **** herself to pull her hand away. "I... can't do that again," she said to herself. Although, why couldn't she? The room was unused, the door was locked, and she was the only one there. Technically she could feel herself all she wanted, and remain undiscovered.

It was getting harder to ignore her own body. Anna looked around the classroom. There had to be something that could distract her from bubbling arousal again. She checked every drawer and every little cupboard and shelf the classroom had, but she was unable to find so much as a text book.

There was nothing to take her mind off her arousal, and as a result, her nipples were hardening again.

"Mmm... there's gotta be something," Anna sensually felt herself. She glanced towards the window and remembered something. The other students were playing soccer! Anna wasn't that into sports, but she would take anything to not think about how naked she was!

So, she walked over to the window and got on her knees, peeking through the blinds, looking out onto the soccer field. It was a just a gym class, so there were no team uniforms, which meant Anna couldn't properly root for a team, but it was at least something to do besides touch herself.

After a few minutes of watching the ball get kicked around with no goals scored, Anna's knees began to get sore from her sitting position. Her fingers tapped the window sill and glanced around. Anna's eyes landed on the teachers chair.

"Oh, right!" Anna gave a light giggle. She got up and wheeled the chair towards the window. However, when Anna sat back down, she felt the seat was moist from what she had done earlier. She blushed, and tried to ignore it, going back to watching soccer from the window.