Doing Random Pop-ins - Part 2.5

Satisfied with the contrived chaos he constructed, Màximo leaves the class to their party of bare flesh and intermingling of private parts. Outside in the hallway still looked pretty much the same since the period still hadn't ended. Still possessing the will to intrude on other class sessions, Màximo got on the move.

"Think I might go up to the third floor now." Màximo stated his intentions whilst looking into the rooms he passed.

"Word? A'igh— oh nah."

"What? What happened?"

"Damn, my shit got lower faster than I thought."

"What got lower, man?!"

"My phone's battery."

"How?" Màximo asks as he opens up the door that leads to the staircase.

"Well, obviously me video calling is why, but mainly it's 'cause my shit ain't charge overnight."

"How?" Màximo asks whilst ascending the stairs.

"My fucking cable is buggin'! I need a new one."

"Damn. Well... guess we end our call here."

"Yeah. Peace, bro."

"Peace."

Màximo ends the call and pushes his way through the doors that lead to the third floor's hallways. The first thing he notes is a male student entering a class, a very ordinary and uninteresting event which was intriguing to Màximo due to the fact that he hasn't seen any activity since leaving the classroom he was last in. Thinking about how Jamar had to go due to his phone's battery running low, Màximo turned his phone on to see how his battery was doing.

"THA— that does not say 11%." he rubs his neck out of stress, "Who am I kidding? These have gotta be the longest video calls I've ever done on my phone. Only makes sense tha— woah!"

While Màximo wasn't paying attention, he would accidentally be bumped into by a teacher coming around the corner.

"Oh my! I'm so sorry, Màximo!" they apologized.

The teacher was a 5'6 Hispanic woman in her early thirties, with raven hair that'd been tied up into a high bun, a style that went well with her gray button-down and black trousers.

"It's cool, it's..." Màximo said before leaving his sentence hanging.

"Something the matter?" she asks, her head now cocked to the side ever so slightly with her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"You've got some nice, big boobs on ya." Màximo says with his eyeballs stuck to the very pronounced protrusions coming from underneath the teacher's modest top.

"Oh, thank you! Um... I have to go somewhere. Have a—"

"No, you're staying here until I say otherwise. Got that?"

"Yes." she easily submits.

"After all, you did bump into me, so you've gotta make that up."

"You're right. I'm sorry." she nods.

"Sorry ain't gonna cut it." Màximo raises his hand up and points at her chest, "Grip the front of your shirt with both hands, and with all your might, rip it open."

"Why, of course." she obliges.

With no delay, the teacher brings her hands up and clutches her shirt with them. Mustering every ounce of strength she can, she tears open her button-down, sending its buttons all over the place and filling the area with the sound of tiny objects hitting the walls and floor as they scatter everywhere. Such a sudden and forceful act had the teacher's large breasts jiggling a bunch in the white satin bra she was wearing, something Màximo's eyes very much welcomed.

"Good. Now open up your bra and let me see 'em titties." Màximo said whilst rubbing his bulge.

"Mhm."

She reaches at the gore of her bra ands and pinches the clasp, unlatching it and spreading her cups open. The teacher's 34DD breasts fall out, dropping down more than Màximo had anticipated, but their unforeseen sagginess was in now way a problem to him. She had these large and dark areolas that contrasted with her light brown skin, and her nipples were inverted, too.

"Oooooooooooooooooooh!" Màximo expressed surprise towards the teacher's breasts, reaching out to grab one and pinch it by its thick nipple, "I think from this day onward, you should never wear any upper garments inside of this school." Màximo issued the teacher an order that wasn't limited to just this day, doing so because he was turned on by the thought and reality of on occasion seeing this specific woman casually go around the building completely topless, and even teaching class in the semi-buck.

"Will do." she accepted the conditions.

The teacher began moving her arms and shoulders as a means of taking them out from her shirt sleeves and bra, this act sending her tits into a light frenzy. With her shirt and bra off, the teacher was now abiding by the unofficial dress code created by Màximo and directed only at her. Màximo kept enjoying his inappropriate touching of a faculty member, that is until he felt his phone vibrate. Reaching into his pocket and pulling it out, Màximo turned his phone on to see why he was notified, but instead of seeing a message from someone he knows, it was instead a reminder that his battery was running low, coming in now at 10%.

"(Shit, I've really gotta charge my phone!)" Màximo thought in a panic.

Thinking what to do next, Màximo concludes that it'd be best to just go into a classroom and use someone's cable and adapter. Since Màximo saw that guy enter a class earlier, his intrigue was put there due to a sort of vague familiarity, leading him to go there. Màximo took his hand off the teacher and headed for the room, but then remembered what he said earlier to the teacher.

"You're free to go now— oh, and have the school notify everyone about me telling you to not wear upper garments in the school anymore." he said to the teacher who didn't even think to move from where she was when Màximo left.

"Okay. Thank you. Have a good day." she replied and got to walking, showing no difficulty with adapting to having her DDs now freely swinging around in the openness of her work, totally **** to the scrutiny of those that see her from the front.