Go streaking

Realistically, Tiffany knew she was going to have to go streaking. She was naked and what remained of her clothes were outside. At this point, she couldn't even trust her students to return her clothes to her. So really, the fact that it was a dream of hers to walk through the hallway naked was pure coincidence!

Tiffany made her way to the door, passed students who called her to come back. When she got in the hallway, she breathed out, then started running. She could hear people following her and it excited her. She slowed down when she got to the stairs, appreciating how her students hovered to make sure they'd catch her if she fell. Then, she resumed running down the hall to the exit.

When she got to the door, she kicked the push bar to open it and quickly walked down the front steps. While there had been nobody around to see her streaking in the building (aside from her students), there were about a dozen people milling around outside, either hanging out or heading to class. She tried to hold in a smile as she saw their jaws drop at her appearance, and focused on finding her clothes.

Considering where the window to her classroom was, she walked over to that area. She looked around spotted her bra immediately, but not her skirt. That annoyed her, as it wasn't a cheap purchase. A few of her students still in the classroom directed the students with her where to go. As she couldn't use her hands, she had to wait for them to find it. Considering how dense the ivy was against the building, she knew it would be difficult to get through.

Tiffany heard people laughing behind her, which reminded her that she was still naked outside. She paused and took in the feeling of the sun on her back and the breeze that caressed the side of her thighs and pussy. She enjoyed the feeling of being naked in public more than she thought she would.

That's when she realized how turned on she was. Her pussy wasn't dripping liquids down her thighs just yet, but it was close. She needed to get to her office before anyone found out.

"I got it!"

Tiffany breathed in relief when she saw her skirt grasped in a student's hand. "Okay, let's hurry back!" She quickly went back into the building with half of the class following behind her.

When she got to the second floor, she noticed doors were opening and students were pouring out. She took a deep breath, then walked down the hallway. She wasn't in a rush to get back to class, so she soaked in the shocked faces and laughs. People pulled their phones out to record her naked walk, as she headed back to her classroom. A few of her colleagues even joined in.

When she entered the classroom, she was surprised when her students applauded her.

"Damn, prof. That was the most ballsy thing I've ever seen. You went out there like a champ."

She chuckled, rolling her eyes. "What else was I going to do? Now, can you please untie me? My wrists are killing me."

Dave apologized as he undid her blouse restraint. Once it was removed, she rubbed her sore wrists.

“So, are we going to finish up the lecture?”