It's getting hot in here...

Twenty-one year old Mike was having a frustrating day. Not only was it perhaps the hottest day on record, but his bitch of a girlfriend had dumped him after seeing his manhood (which, at five inches, wasn't even that small) and then revealed she had been sleeping with his former best friend Carlos! He needed to go home and blow off steam.

Mike pressed the button of the elevator and was just about to step in when...

"Hold the elevator!"

Mike turned around to see his two favorite professors from his college heading towards the door. There was his biology professor, thirty-two year old Cassandra, and his math professor, thirty year old Linda, walking towards his direction. Mike was confused but then remembered hearing from his ex that both teachers were roommates in her apartment building.

"Good afternoon, Micheal." Linda greeted as she and Cassandra stepped into the elevator next to him, the latter pressing the button for the ground floor as the doors closed. "Didn't expect to see you here."

"He is dating The Dean's niece, Lin." Cassandra stated. "Of course he's -"

"Not anymore. We just broke up this morning." Mike muttered in annoyance.

"Oh, I'm terribly sorry, Mike." Cassandra said as she wrapped the young man in a one armed hug. "I know how close you two were."

"Not close enough, apparently. The bitch cheated on me with John."

"Yikes!" Linda said with a cringe. "What happened?"

"Lin! He doesn't have to talk about it if he doesn't want to!" Cassandra scolded as she let Mike go.

Mike opened his mouth to say something... Only for the elevator to jerk to a stop, causing the three to yelp in surprise.

"I told you we should've taken the stairs!" Cassandra spat.

"In these shoes? Not likely! Hang on..." Linda said as she walked forward and pressed the call button.

"Okay, so good news and bad news." Linda said as she ended the call with maintenance, turning to Mike and Cassandra who were fanning themselves. "The good news is that the maintenance crew is working on the problem as we speak."

"And the bad news, Professor?" Mike asked.

"It should take anywhere between six and eight hours."

"Eight hours?!" Cassandra gasped in shock as she pulled out her phone, letting out a groan. "Great! I got no service. Anyone else?"

"Nope." Linda sighed as she checked her phone.

"I do, but my battery's at three percent." Mike said.

"Well, we're just going to have to stay put for a while."

"God! It's too freaking hot in here!" Linda groaned, all three of the trapped individuals sweating up a storm. "What? Did the freaking AC burn out, too?!"

"I kept telling the landlord to fix that stupid thing in the elevator..." Cassandra panted, wiping her brow.

"We gotta do something!" Mike groaned, "We're gonna fry in here!"

Cassandra thought for a minute before her face became slightly redder than before. "I might have a weird idea..." She said as she began to remove her black jacket before unbuttoning her white shirt, causing Mike to go wide eyed in shock.

"Whoa! Whoa! Cass, what are you doing?!" Linda exclaimed, grabbing the other teacher's hands. "Put your clothes back on!"

"Lin, the human body loses one and a half pints of water through sweat." Cassandra explained, removing her roommate/friend/coworker's hands before continuing to unbutton her shirt. "And **** occurs after the body loses fifteen to twenty-five percent of it's water. We're going to die if we don't!"

"But... But what about Mike?!" Linda asked with a blush, gesturing to their student as Cassandra threw off her shirt and stepped out of her shoes. "He's our student! This would be extremely inappropriate!"

"He's twenty-one, Lin! I'm sure he's seen plenty of women in their underwear." Cassandra replied as she undid her skirt and let it drop to the floor, now standing in her bra and panties. Turning to Mike, she asked, "Isn't that right, Mike?"

It was correct that Mike had seen thousands of pictures of women in their underwear and less online... But he had no idea how to respond to telling his teacher that. Especially when the teacher stripping in front of him was actually kinda hot.

"I... That's..." Linda stammered before groaning. Turning to Mike, she began to remove her clothes as she said, "This does not leave this elevator, understand?! Now you strip too!"

"Huh?!" Mike asked coming back to reality.

"If we have to stand here in our underwear, so do you!" Linda exclaimed as she threw off her shirt.

An hour later, all three of the trapped individuals were now standing in the hot elevator in their underwear. Linda and Cassandra were in their bra and panties while Mike sat in the corner in just his boxers, crossing his legs to hide his erection.

I mean, when your two favorite and attractive teachers were standing in front of you, standing in their underwear and glistening with sweat...

"I don't think this is working, Cass." Linda said, "We're still sweating like pigs."

"Well, technically, pigs lack sweat glands like humans -"

"That was a figure of speech."

"Be that as it may, we're not sweating as much as we were before." Cassandra replied, "And we are cooling down a bit. That said," she blushed a bit, "I'm afraid we might have to go... All the way, in order to get cooler."