Let Jessica talk

As Jake hesitates, coming up with an answer, the teacher gives him a grin.

"Better turn around now, or you'll have that perfect record of yours ruined. You may even get suspended the sports team." The teacher threatens passively.

"ImSorryIJustNeedToPeeeeeeee!!" Jessica squeals, her skirt becoming wetter by the second, spurts now hissing from her pee hole almost constantly.

"JakeWasTakingMeToAToiletAndNowImGonnaPeeJustLetMeGo!!!"

The teacher blushes at this, realizing her **** situation, noticing her legs were bouncing, her hand pressed into her pussy through her skirt.

"I... I see. Well, you may go." The teacher says in sympathy, reaching into their pocket and taking out a hall pass, handing it to Jake. "Hurry on ahead." The teacher says, letting them go.

"Thank you," Jake says, taking the hall pass from him and leading Jessica around the hall.

Once out of earshot, Jake breathes a sigh of relief. "Come on, Jessica. The bathrooms are just ahead," he encourages.

"Jake?" Jessica stammers, stopping in her tracks, pee hole quivering and threatening to release a full stream. "I'm about to pee myself..."

Looking over to Jessica, then looking ahead towards the bathroom doors, Jake looks for anything. A bucket, a closet space where she could pee, or even somewhere he could stand in front of her in the hallway. Between the lockers, restroom doors just ahead of them, and a janitor's bucket just nearby, Jake weighs their current options...