Reflect...and Destress...and more

Courtney sat behind her desk, thinking about how her day had gone. How long had she been naked? No matter how much she considered everything that happened, all she knew was she was fully dressed the moment she had gotten into the classroom...or had she been? A pair of memories stirred, the first was her 1st class's unusual question. Sure, perhaps they had just noticed her breasts swaying under her shirt since she hadn't worn a bra, but it might have been because even then, her top had come off and she was exposed to her student. The second thing she considered was how her 2nd class had not mentioned anything on the subject, not even bringing up her breasts. The third class had definitely reacted to something about her, and given the Dean's reactions, she was very sure she was naked before the 2nd class was done. The final thing she remembered, and the key to her knowing when she had lost her clothing, was Tracy staying back behind after the rest had left. That would explain the lack of discarded clothing in her class, as well as why the 2nd class hadn't reacted to her nudity, Tracy must have told them not to.

Suddenly, a soft moan came out of her lips. Courtney, freed from her mental backtracking, realized that she was breathing heavily and her right hand was soaking wet. She had been subconsciously playing with her bare pussy and she was dripping wet. Courtney couldn't help but think that it felt good despite the terrible situation she found herself in. As the feelings of panic and concern began to ebb away from her, she decided it would do her some good to lean into this desire she had rather than fight it.

Courtney closed her eyes, leaned back in her chair, and dove headfirst into releasing all her built-up tension and stress. Her left hand found her breasts and hard nipples with ease as her right continued to tease and stroke her drenched womanhood. It didn't take long for her to work herself up into a frenzy, she was moaning and panting so loud that she would have been surprised if no one heard her. At least if she was considering such things, as it was, she was completely lost in her ecstasy and after passing her first orgasm, she had quite forgotten that she was naked at her teaching job, and masturbating in her classroom. She had also forgotten a few other things, namely locking her door and the time.

By the time Courtney was done, she had cam four times and finished with a huge squirt that sprayed her desk. She sat there, basking in her afterglow, for a long time. When her breathing had slowed back down and her body had cooled off enough, she opened her eyes...and wanted to scream. There were a host of students, and a few teachers, staring at her in complete fascination, and almost all of them had a camera phone out. She had no time to consider how long she had been being watched, which happened to be from just after her first orgasm, or why no one had thought to say anything. Instead, all Courtney could think about was how she had just put on a show for her 4th class of the day and this one was now on video and likely would be online and on every student's phone before the end of the day.