Disaster Strikes !

Debbi tried to continue the presentation she had prepared for the students as if nothing had happened but even she could see as she glanced down that the students she had leant over just now must have had a clear view of her chest, given how much the blouse was gaping. Certain expressions on the faces of the boys did little to reassure her in that regard.

Just get through it, she told herself. It didn't matter in the big picture. So, some kids got a cheap thrill. Who cares ? There were only a few more slides to go. She reached up to pull on the chord that would lower the projector screen when disaster struck.

Everything happened at once. The strain on the remaining two buttons of her blouse was too much as she stretched to reach the chord. They flew off across the room and her blouse swung open. Instinctively, Debbi chased after the buttons and bent down to pick them up off of the floor. Which in turn was all too much for the seam at the back of her too tight trousers, causing them to split completely from crotch to waistband !

All of this delighted the class of students who collapsed into raucous laughter. Debbi froze momentarily, unable to think of how to respond and not even bothering to gather the two flaps of her blouse together. Jody was much more decisive and jumped out of her seat. "Oh, you poor thing" she began in mock sympathy. "Here, let me help you. My friend Aditty always carries an emergency sewing kit in her bag." She began to slip the distressed blouse from Debbi's shoulders. "Stop, what are you doing ?" cried Debbi. "Don't be silly" Jody replied reasonably. "We can't sew the buttons back on while you're still wearing it can we ?"

Debbi was left standing there topless. "Now, how many buttons have you found ?" Jody asked.