Pretend to be looking for clothes

“...Ok, just a minute.” Eric muttered lowly under his breath.

“Stupid! All your clothes are gone, so now you’re gonna be stumbling around like an idiot all while she watches!” Eric said, cringing as he turned around. Eric suddenly realized his teacher now had an unobstructed view of his behind, and blushed. Eric slowly reopened his locker, despite knowing there were no contents inside.

“So do you know why I gave you detention?” Mrs. Jackson calmly asked, as she raised an eyebrow. Eric paused his faked rummaging to glance over his shoulder briefly. Her eyes were locked in his direction, indicating that she had no intention of at least backing away to give him some privacy.

“I...uh... I have no clue.” Eric lied.

“Well, according to a certain student they saw you leaving my class with a small bottle of epoxy in your hands.” Mrs. Jackson began. Eric gulped, realizing he was caught red-handed.

“If you don’t recall, I had an unfortunate incident following your class’s departure that day. My skirt became attached to my chair by some mysterious means, and when I went to stand up I tore myself out of my skirt.”

Eric gulped. The story went down as his teacher recalled it. Only, matters were made worse when an unfortunately timed fire alarm **** Mrs. Jackson to abandon her skirt and stand outside in her underwear amongst the school’s student body. It took a full ten minutes for administration to track down the art teacher to fetch some nail polish remover to free her skirt from the chair, all while Mrs. Jackson became a laughing stock among the students. Eric had never intended for the prank to end as is, just for his teacher to get stuck to the chair and have a great hassle trying to unstick herself.

Now the tables seemed quite turned with his teacher standing fully clothed in the open doorway, and Eric stood fully nude in the left wing of the locker room.

“Listen Mrs. Jackson, I’m sorry. I never meant for it to go down like that, I-“

“Oh no Eric! I wasn’t trying to make you feel bad! It was a harmless prank after all. Nobody got hurt, so I’m fine!” Mrs. Jackson explained quickly, a smile spread wide across her face. Eric smiled back, before awkwardly turning back towards his locker.

“Eric are you going to get dressed? We have to go down the hall to detention. I forgive you, but I can’t let students cause trouble as they please.” Mrs. Jackson asked, as she looked over Eric’s shoulder into his locker. She noticed there were no contents inside, and quickly raised an eyebrow.

“...Eric where is your towel? What about your gym clothes? Why aren’t they in your locker?” Mrs. Jackson inquired curiously.

Backed into a corner, Eric was **** to come clean. “...Someone decided to steal all my stuff while I was in the shower.”

Mrs. Jackson stood flabbergasted for a moment, before laughing uproariously. Eric began to blush, realizing that his situation was beyond turning for the worst.

After laughing for a full minute, and wiping tears from her eyes, Mrs. Jackson began turning her attention back to Eric. “Oh, I’m sorry if that was rude. You see, I had something similar happen to me in high school. As a senior, all my friends were trying desperately to get me and my crush to get together, so they decided to steal all our clothes and **** us into the same locker room together after school. We found a way to open the door into the hallways, and took off out the back door of the school before they knew we were gone!”

Eric stood in silence, a strawberry red blush coloring his cheeks. The pressure of standing naked in front of his attractive teacher for so long was starting to overwhelm Eric, causing him to sport a semi underneath his cupped hands.

“Well, either way. As much as I like a fun story, let’s go to my room. There’s no use waiting around in here. Basketball practice will start any time now, and there’s no telling what pranks they’d decide to pull on a naked senior.” Mrs. Jackson explained, stepping out of the doorway and motioning down the hall.