Comic Strip

Yawning Mark walked into class, looking as if he hadn't slept last night. However an expectant look shown through as he sat down. His sketch book now filled with five panels of a comic he spent all night drawing. Two for setup the other for pay off. He looked over to his sexy blonde teacher working at her desk before the bell. She wore her normal outfit however one thing stood out to Mark making him feel giddy. Not only was the blouse the same design he had drawn, which could be a major coincidence, but it was also the exact same shad of blue he had used coloring in this drawing.

And if that was any indication of something, now Mark had to do was sit and wait. Stealthfully positioning his phone, ready to record at any moment.

...

Twenty minutes later Ms. Layman was full swing into her lesson for the day. Calmly going over it all in her normal demeanor. It seemed as if what happened yesterday didn't happen at all.

Turning to face the white board the marker slipped from her fingers. Quickly going to pick it up everyone suddenly heard a rip. Hearing gasps come from behind her Rachel looked back to see what was going on. Some were wide eyed, others stifling laughter. Suddenly the blonde woman felt air where she shouldn't. Her eyes widening in horror.

Just a moment ago the back of her skirt ripped open, and she was now showing her entire class her ass. Comically so the skirt had sprung open so widely that all of her butt and most of the back of her untanned legs, partially clad in stockings, were showing. Most horrifying of all was her embarrassing choice of underwear. She didn't know what came over her this morning, nor where she got them, but she was wearing a sheer lacy black thong. Leaving none of her pale untanned booty cheeks to the imagination.

"Oh my god!" she yelled out before standing up straight and turning herself towards the crowd of shocked and amused students. Just in time for the skirt to fully fall apart in the back and fall to her feet. Revealing her choice of garter belt and stockings, the tight thong accenting the shape of her crotch. Her pale thighs mostly uncovered by the black straps.

"Eep!" she cutely yelled out both her hands launching to cover her naughty undies. Backing up, pressing her bare cheeks against the cold white board. Making her yelp again in surprise, turning around again in instinct. Showing off her toned snow white butt, framed by the straps connecting the garter belt to the stockings. Then as if her mind cleared and she could think for herself again the embarrassed woman quickly scooped up the skirt and awkwardly wrapped it around her legs the long way around. All while the entire class went hysterical, unable to contain their laughter anymore.

A sheepish embarrassed smile appeared on the woman's face and she nervously chuckled before side stepping her way to her desk. A deep nearly crimson blush covering her face.

...

Mark stopped the recording with a satisfied grin. The exhaustion from a nearly sleepless night completely gone. Replaced with pure excitement as he thought of his sketch book. Of what he drew last night. One page with two sketches of a certain blonde choosing her outfit for the morning. The other with three. One of a the blonde going to pick up a marker from the ground, her skirt split open, a surprised looked on her face. The second, the skirt falling to the floor as she faced the class. Then the last, showing her turned around again. The whole thing playing out as he imagined, and now he had the real thing caught on video.