A high school

As you drive, your mind can't help but wander to your shower with James. You get turned on as you recreate the encounter in your head. You chose to wear a tight blue dress that goes down to above your knees. Taking advantage of your style choice, you reach a hand under your dress to rub yourself quickly. You push the dress up slightly as your hand gets closer to your pussy and...

Shit!

Your hand comes in contact with your bare pussy lips and you immediately realize that, in your rush to get ready for work, you forgot to put on panties. You're too late to work to have time to go back to your house. You realize that it won't be that big of a deal, you just have to cross your legs when you sit down. It will just be a funny story to tell James tonight.

You reach your destination and park your car in one of the spots reserved for faculty. You hurry into the entrance to the main office. You are greeted by your boss, principal Gregory Danvers.

"I'm so sorry, Greg. I didn't mean to be so late, i just got sidetracked and..."

"Nonsense! You just back from your honeymoon. I think we can excuse it. We're just so glad to have you back, Katherine!"

He wraps his arms around you and gives you a hug. You are surprised by his embrace, but you are in no way mad about it. Greg was the opposite of the stereotypical image of principals. He was in his late thirties and he was in great shape. You've heard both female students and teachers gush about his looks, and you've heard tons of rumors of him having slept with students and teachers. Greg soon releases you from the hug.

"So, how is James?" Greg asks.

"He's great. A little bummed that the honeymoon is over and he has to go back to real life, but he'll get over it."

"He gets to be married to a woman like you, I'm sure he'll be fine," Greg laughs.

You are surprised by his comment. Was he trying to flirt with you? You dismiss the thought and say goodbye to him, as you head to your classroom.