Stick with the plan

Anna opened her eyes and **** her hands to her side. She was letting her arousal get the better of her. First with Claire, and now with this. She could feel herself on the verge of coming; a few more touches and she'd be having an orgasm. There would be time for that later. For now; get the skirt and get to safety before the final bell of the day.

She began to walk towards the reception area. After a few steps she became aware of an unusual sensation; with her upper half covered by the blouse and bra, and her feet covered with shoes and socks, she didn't actually feel under dressed. She could feel her backside jiggling with every step she took, but she sometimes had the same sensation when wearing skirt and panties too. The movement of her walking created a slight breeze against her hips but otherwise she felt... normal. She walked very casually through the school hallways, passing open doors without covering herself and entering new corridors without looking.

After a few minutes she arrived at the reception area. On one side of the room were glass windows and doors looking out into the street outside; the school was in a suburban area and directly opposite was a public park, while to either side stretched streets of houses which meant that the pavement outside was usually busy. The other side of the room was dominated by a white wall into which were set three doors; one to the staff break room, one to the headmistress' office, and another into the receptionist office. A square had been cut into the wall - the lowest part was just above Anna's waist while the top was a head taller than her - so that students could speak to the receptionists without entering the room. Barely aware of her own lack of bottoms, Anna strode towards the window. The receptionist was rummaging through a filing cabinet with her back to Anna, so Anna decided to look around. Her gaze fell on the window where she saw her own reflection. Realising that the receptionist might be able to see Anna's bare behind reflected in the glass, Anna clasped her hands behind her back so that they covered most of her rear. This left her bare crotch exposed but the receptionist wouldn't be able to see her lower half anyway.

Anna shifted her weight, and her bare pussy brushed against the concrete wall. She bit her lip. It felt surprisingly nice.

"Oh sorry," the receptionist said, cutting into Anna's daydreaming. "I didn't see you there. Is everything okay?"

"Oh, yes." Anna replied. "I, uh, was just wondering if I could have a look in the lost and found?"

"Ah, we don't have it I'm afraid. After two thirty the lost and found is kept in the headmistress' office for security reasons. She should be in her office, though. Let me buzz her."

"That's okay-" Anna said, but the receptionist had moved too fast and Anna heard a muted buzz come from the headmistress' office. Anna pushed down her panic.

It's okay. She assured herself. She'll speak over the intercom, I'll just say I don't want to disturb her, and I'll go hide out with Claire until-

The door to the headmistress' office opened. The headmistress - a stern looking woman in her late thirties with glasses, brown hair tied into a tight ponytail, and a navy blue pencil skirt suit - stepped into the reception area. She performed a double take as she saw Anna standing there, hands on her bare backside and crotch pressed against the wall. She raised an eyebrow.

"Anna?" she asked. "Or Claire?"

"A-Anna, miss."

"Very well. Please come inside before somebody sees you."

Gripped with terror, Anna didn't know what to do with her hands so kept them clasped behind her back. She turned, flashing her pussy at the headmistress, and moved into her office. The office was dominated by a desk with a cushy leather swivel chair on one side, and a pair of cheaper metal chairs covered in a thin layer of cloth and cushioning on the other. Anna moved towards the nearest one and grabbed the arms, ready to sit down in it.

"Wait wait wait!" The headmistress snapped. She dashed behind the desk and picked up a bright blue crate with 'Lost and found' written on the side in marker pen. She placed this on her desk, rummaged inside of it, and pulled out a worn and ragged looking towel. She handed this to Anna. "Please place this on the seat before sitting down."

Blushing furiously, Anna did what she was told. The nerve! She sat with one leg crossed over the other and placed her hands on her knees, which kept her covered and meant she didn't have to risk touching her already sensitive pussy.

"Now, Anna, I've received some reports today of you and another girl - Claire - attending classes in the altogether this morning."

"The teachers didn't seem to mind." Anna replied.

"At the time? No. But they contacted me afterwards to clarify the school dress code. And I can see that you're still putting it to the test."

Anna remembered the bullshit story she'd planned to use on the receptionist. "Actually Miss, this is an accident. I was getting ready to shower after gym class and my skirt fell out of my locker. I decided to leave it on a bench while I took my shower. When I got back I found it missing, and one of the other girls told me that another girl had taken it to the lost and found. I threw on my clothes and ran out into the hallway to see if I could catch her, but the bell rang while I was in the hallways. I hid-"

The headmistress held up a hand. "Anna, I'm going to stop you there. Such an unlikely story might have been barely believable from most students on most days, but I happen to find you wandering the hallways bottomless on the same day that-" she picked up a piece of paper. "-Mr Ward, your French teacher, reports that you and another girl waltzed into class 'buck naked and unashamed'? Please don't insult my intelligence."

"Really miss. If you look inside the lost and found there should be a skirt there."

"I'm sure there might be." The headmistress agreed. "But this does not allow me to ignore your actions this morning. I have been reviewing the school dress code. It lays out the uniform requirements for the students - that is to say, what items MAKE UP the uniform for both girls and boys - and it finishes by saying that students may wear the uniform and nothing else. This, I feel, is open to interpretation. If I am being harsh then it means that the uniform is absolutely mandatory at all times since nothing else - not even nudity - is permitted. If I am being more liberal then it could mean that wearing nothing else is also an option, and therefore your nudity is permitted."

Anna swallowed. "Oh. I see."

"If you are breaking the rules, then you must be punished. The regulations state that the punishment will be at my discretion. If you are within the guidelines, however, then you may take your skirt and leave. I have been wrestling with this problem since it was brought to my attention, but now that you're actually here I see I have to make a decision."

The headmistress tapped her fingernails against the desk.