Abigail decided to be a bad girl

Abigail had always been an excellent student. She had studied hard and was proud of her 3.7 GPA. She was also a very well behaved student who always followed the rules. However, she had a fantasy about being the trouble maker in class. After a twenty minutes of watching her hot, new teacher explain derivatives, she decided it was time to play out that fantasy.

New Rule: The girls at Washington High can adjust their clothing in any way that they like.

Abigail took off her school jacket, then she pulled off her jumper. It was getting to be too hot for a jumper anyway, but until now she'd had to wear it. She noticed a couple other girls taking off their jackets, but she was the only one taking off the jumper. She noticed several guys looking at her, doing a terrible job of hiding the fact that they were trying to get a look at her large breasts. Of course, the guys still had to stick to the official uniform and couldn't take anything off.

However, the guys didn't really care about that as they watched Abigail unbutton her formal, white blouse. She undid the top buttons enough to let a lot of cleavage show. Then she undid the bottom few buttons and tied her shirt in a knot. This gave her braless breasts a bit of support. It also showed off her chest and her tight belly.

At this point, several of the guys in the class were blatantly staring, some even smiling at her. Mr Santori turned around and said, "So class, as you can- uhhhhh." He completely lost his train of thought as he saw the incredible display of teenage flesh. "Um, as you... can see.. very clearly... this variable is..." He turned back to the board, clearly unable to do anything about the major distraction of Abigail's terrific body.

From next to Abigail's desk, Mike let out a little whimper. Abigail leaned over and slapped his little butt. "Hush!" Then she stood up and moved toward the front of the classroom.

Hearing her movement, Mr Santori turned back around and said, "Excuse me, Miss Richards, do you need something?"

"No," she said with a smile. "I just thought I'd get a closer look at the example on the board."

The teacher seemed to forget his discomfort at how she was dressed as he became annoyed. "You can see it just fine from your desk. Please sit back down."

Abigail turned around, but she didn't sit. She bent over, making sure to bend at the waist so that her short skirt flipped up and presented her ass to the teacher. She leaned over her desk and started writing.

"Miss Richards, if you don't get back in your seat right now, I will send you to the principal's-"

New Rule: Abigail Richards can not be punished for anything that she does.

"I mean," said Mr Santori, taking a moment to think. "I would really appreciate it if you would take your seat."

Abigail stood back up and walked to the front of the class. She stood right next to the teacher. "No, I like it here. I can definitely see the board much better."

Mr Santori sighed and turned back to the blackboard. "Well, at least try not to block the other students' view. Anyway, in this example..."

Abigail let him continue teaching. Everyone in the class looked like they were holding back laughter. They all knew the teacher couldn't do anything to stop her, and they weren't even worrying about why that was true. Abigail listened to the lesson for a few minutes, then got bolder. She walked up behind the teacher and put her arms around him.

"Miss Richards," said the teacher with a deep inhale. "Could you please not do that? It's very distracting."

"You know what else is distracting?" asked Abigail as she ran her hands over his chest. "These pecs! Mmmm, you definitely work out!" She pulled herself close to him, pressing her large breasts breasts into his back. Guys always loved it when she did that, and the little hairs straightening on the back of her teacher's neck told her that he wasn't any different. Then she slid her hand down his front until she was cupping his crotch. She could feel his cock hardening through his trousers, and it was much bigger than the cocks of the teenage boys she'd dated up until now.

"Miss Richards!" The young teacher's voice was almost an octave higher than usual, and he sounded out of breath. "Please return to your seat! I can't teach the class this way! I would really appreciate it if you would return to your seat!"

Abigail let go. She walked back to her seat as everyone stared at her, amazed at what she'd just done. However, instead of sitting down, she bent over her desk again, with her ass pointed at her sweating teacher again, and wrote another rule.

New Rule: Mr Santori has a huge crush on Abigail Richards.

Abigail patted Mike on the head, since he was whimpering in frustration as he jerked his tiny penis. Then she walked back up to the front of her class, right in front of her teacher, and put her arms around his neck. She pulled him in tight, until her chest was pressed against his and her lips were just an inch from his face.

"Are you sure you want me to sit down?"