The door began to Open!

As Jessica was finishing the last touches to her dress, she heard the distinct creaking sound of door opening.

In that moment it was like time was moving at a snail’s pace. Jessica was wide eyed in panic as she stood there, clad in nothing but a pink thong in the middle of an empty class. She was about to be seen by someone, or even multiple people! She needed to think fast in order to disappear.

She turned around on a dime and saw a small closet was behind her. She hoped and prayed it wasn’t locked as she rushed to it for her salvation. She quickly turned the knob, causing the door to open and dust to fly into her face. Despite the dust, she practically flies into the closet and closes the door behind her.

Now in the dark room, she leaned up against the door and slid down till she was sitting on the floor. It was mildly uncomfortable though, as her bare ass was sitting on the hard wood floor of the closet, but at least she was safe. She held her chest as it heaved up and down, as the panic from before was still fresh in her mind.

This was the second close call for Jessica, and she prayed she’d never have another one again, as her heart couldn’t take it anymore.

But as Jessica tried her best to calm herself down, she began to hear some voices behind her.

“Sir, why are we in the old Home Economics class?” Said a younger man, but Jessica couldn’t tell due to how muffled it was to her.

“Cause this piece of shit is emblematic of the problem, Johnny! We’re bleeding money on a room no one except smokers use. We outta tear this whole room down and sell the lumber at a profit. Hell, maybe we get the students to do it as a “Course in Demolition” class for some free labor!” Said an older, much angrier man.

“I get that sir, but wouldn’t it be better to revamp the room? I mean, we’ve had a surge of new students this semester, and it wouldn’t hurt to have a second Home Economics class. Ms. Agatha’s classes are already full as is.”

“Oh, so we can pay more money to fix the room, get new equipment, hire another teacher, and pay for an increased electricity bill? This damn county just voted to slash our budget, AGAIN! We can’t afford another damn Home Ec class that these stupid motherfuckers will only take to pad out their resumes!”

Jessica’s curiosity got the better of her as she opened the door slightly ajar to witness the argument between the two gentlemen. The younger man looked to be in his early 30’s, with tied up hair in a ponytail and hipster glasses. The older man had slicked back hair that was beginning to grey. He was noticeably taller and muscular than the younger man.

“Think of her students sir—”

“THINK OF THE STUDENTS?! I’ll start thinking about those dip shits when they start donating to our monthly food drives or heaven forbid a fundraiser for the school! Why I…” the older man tuned around to slam his hand against the table, but before that he saw Jessica’s dress lying there in the sea of dust and old tools.

“Johnny, do you recall a dress ever being here?” he said as he picked it up, noticing the staples along the seams of the dress.

Jessica tied to hold back her panicked cries and pleading as she saw what she presumed to be the principal holding her sole piece of clothing. She felt so ashamed and embarrassed that such a powerful authority figure currently had custody over her clothes like this, and without even knowing she was in the room.

“N-No sir. And it seems to be quite new, so it couldn’t be an old project that was abandoned.”

“Hmm, whatever, probably some streaker who forgot their clothes,” the man threw the dress at the younger man, “Here, take that to lost and found, maybe they’ll find it and we’ll find out streaker.”

Jessica was not only completely shamed being called a streaker, but also in full panic mode as she watched the two men leave the room with her dress! She couldn’t move in sheer shock as the two left.

“Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!” She exclaimed, barging out of the room with her tits in her hands. She needed to think fast, or else she would be late to class and stuck in her thong!