Kevin gets embarrassed

Olivia felt pretty good that people kept complimenting her today.

"Nice rack, Liv!" Thomas whispered to her from his seat.

"Thanks!" She smiled back. Everybody was being so nice today, all of the sudden. It was weird though, sh thought, that so much of today's weirdness had been focused on her melons. First, she'd walked around topless and told boys to look at her titties. Which was plenty weird but also because she had melons, not titties! Next, she'd fondled herself in front of her roommate while thinking about titfucking (titfucking!) Kevin, of all people. And now people were complimenting her on her melons but seemingly not even glancing at them. Which was the weirdest of all! She knew her big melons looked great and they always attracted a lot of attention, but almost nobody ever said anything about them. Today, though, it was the exact opposite.

Kevin nervously smiled back at Karen, now for the fifth time this class. It seemed that his last command to Karen was working perfectly, she was blushing and smiling at him, something he'd never seen a girl do... Well not with him, at any rate!

She looked so hot in her tight jeans and silky blouse. It looked like she might even be wearing a push-up bra... He reached for his transmitter and began typing.

Karen Genato, sit up straight with excellent posture. Karen, your breasts feel warm. It is a very good idea to unfasten the top few buttons on your shirt and expose as much cleavage as you can. This will cool down your breasts, Karen.

Kevin watched with glee as Karen sat up ramrod straight, her fairly big chest straining her shirt slightly. Then she followed his command to the letter. She seemed to flush and began fanning herself with her right hand. Actually, she seemed to be fanning her boobs. With her left hand, Karen began unbuttoning the buttons on her blouse. One, two, three, four... Five!

Kevin bit his knuckle as his hard on almost busted through his pants. There sat beautiful blonde Karen, delicately pulling open the top of her blouse to reveal almost the entire tops of her tanned boobs and just a hint of the shiny blue bra that held them up and together.

He didn't know if he could make it through class. He gazed longingly, hungrily, greedily, and pervertedly into her deep cleavage. The world seemed to wash away and he imagined touching them. Tasting them. Fucking them. And it wasn't just her, but Olivia too! And her boobs were even bigger than--

"Mr. Carter!" A male voice boomed.

Kevin almost fell out of his chair he was so startled. Prof. Smithe was staring at him, eyebrow raised.

"Uh, um yes?" Kevin choked out.

"Would you care to summarize today's lecture?"

"Uhh..." Was all Kevin could muster. There were a few snickers in the class.

"I thought not. I've not seen you once look away from your phone..." he lowered his gaze slightly to fix it on Karen, "or Ms. Genato and her... Outfit." By now the class was openly laughing, Kevin was sweating while Karen blushed deep deep red. "Perhaps if you were to sit closer to the front, next class, you won't be so distracted?"

"Oh er... Yeah um..." Kevin felt deeply embarrassed as the class laughed at him and was unable to focus on the assignment that Smithe gave the class. He tried to catch Karen's eye but she resolutely faced forward. Kevin could see that she was still blushing all the way from her hairline to her bust line.

Strangely, her steadfast refusal to look his way as class was dismissed and they all filed out only added to his bubbling anger at being humiliated during class. He would exact his **** on everybody, Karen included. Olivia, too. The whole school would pay...

Olivia exited Devonshire Hall and began making her way across the quad. She noticed that lots of people were still looking at her, so she tried to ignore them.