A tough day.

The weekend flew by for Bree, she lost count of the times she had masturbated to her experience on Friday night. But when she woke up Monday morning, all she could think about was how she would make it through school wearing only a shirt.

She was a nervous wreck on her walk to school, she managed to grab one of her fathers nicer shirts as to not draw to much suspicion, but she overestimated how big his shirt would be on him. It only covered her ass with about 2 inches to spare, but it was the best she could do. If she walked to fast or took to big a stride she risked flashing the entire street. She was scared senseless but it also had the side effect of making her more and more aroused. By the time she got to school, she was already soaking wet between her legs.

“This is crazy, this is crazy, this is crazy.” She kept repeating to herself as she entered the school. She headed to her first class, chemistry.

As luck would have it, Mr. Wilson was out sick today. As Bree enter the classroom, the lights were out and there was a tv setting in the middle of class.

“Thank goodness, nobody will be able to see me, at least not yet.” Bree thought as she took her seat near the back of the class. As she sat down, the shirt shot up, leaving her bare ass in the seat, if anyone were to see, there would be no hiding it.