Wait while the students work

As the students start their work, Emily slides her stool next to you.

“Well that certainly was unexpected.” She whispers to you, being careful not to disturb the concentration of the students.

“Yeah, it was,” you reply. You look over at the students drawing the scene and wonder what they must think about this whole situation. But then again, maybe they’re used to seeing strange things like this happening in their art classes. Who knows?

“Well, I certainly enjoyed watching it,” Emily says with a laugh. “And it certainly looks like you had fun too.” She adds while giving you a poke in the ribs.

She shakes her head and looks over at the professor. “I wonder what she’ll make us do next week?” She asks playfully.

You look back at Emily, surprised by how funny and relaxed she seems to be about this whole situation. You can’t help but smile as she pokes your ribs lightly.

“I have no idea,” you say, chuckling along with her. “But I guess we’ll just have to wait and find out.”

You turn back towards the class and watch the students continue their sketching, still trying to process what had just happened.

You can feel yourself starting to relax around Emily. It feels natural talking to her, as if you’ve known each other for years rather than a week. You are so relaxed in fact, that you don’t even think about the fact that she has now see you cum on panties, twice.

As the students continue their work, Emily leans in closer to you, her body pressing lightly against yours.

“I’m just glad I had a chance to meet you,” she says quietly. “You seem like an interesting guy.”

Her words make your heart race.

“The last guy Professor Becker has was a total douche. When he wasn’t trying to hit on me, he was trying to hit on every single student. I was so glad when Professor Becker told me she finally found someone I could work with again.”

You look over at Emily as she tells you this, and you can’t help but blush a little. It feels like a huge compliment coming from her.

“Well, I’m glad too,” you say truthfully. “I think it’s pretty great that we both get to spend our afternoons naked in an art classroom.” You laugh a little, trying to match Emily’s nature cheeriness. Emily giggles along with you, her hand sliding over your leg and giving it a squeeze.

“Yeah,” she agrees. “It’s definitely an experience.”