Starting Back At School

It's nice to be back at school but also absolutely terrifying. Over the summer when you popped a boner it was easy to get away to a bathroom or at least just out of eyeshot. Now you'll be stuck in classrooms for 7 hours a day for months.

A bit of relief comes when you see your best friend, Jack walk up to you. "Hey man what's up? I feel like I haven't seen you all summer."

"Yeah man I was just-"

"Holy shit, its Karen. Look a her. She's like a fucking goddess in that skirt. I wish she would step on me so I could look up it and get just a glance at her panties." Jack interrupts you before you have to make up a lie.

"Isn't she a huge bitch to you every time you try and talk to her? Also, do you even think you'd be able to see her panties if she stepped on you?" you reply, willing to follow this new topic.

"You make a good point. I bet she doesn't wear panties."

"You know that is not what I meant." With that though you look at her and have to agree that she looks incredible in that skirt as she saunters down the hallway with her posse of jocks and fellow cheerleaders. You wish you could see her without her panties. As she walks by, every girls cowers and every boy struggles not to get a boner. Then she walks by you and just barely glances at you. Shit. Your pants are getting tight.

"Oh. Hey I just remembered Ms. Norville retired."

Jack goes from drooling to confused. "The ancient bitter math teacher who acted like she hadn't had an orgasm since the 90s?"

"Yep. The one who's tits sagged to her knees."

"So?"

"Nothing just felt the need to mention it"

Jack seems disappointed you ruined his boner while you are so happy that your pants have loosened. You two go back to some other conversation and you silently rejoice that your secret stays safe. Little did you know that some time this week someone you know would find out.