Still life

The class groaned as Autumn Bethany made the announcement.

"That's so boring!" Donny protested. "It's just fruit and bowls!"

"It's very important for beginners to learn the basics." Ms Bethany countered. "Now, we have some objects to paint in the storeroom. I'll need a volunteer to come and help me collect them."

A few of the boys threw their hands up in the air eagerly, obviously keen to be alone in the store cupboard with the scantily clad teacher. It was for this reason that Autumn selected one of the girls, Claudia. The girl shrugged lazily and climbed out of her seat.

Claudia pretended to be calm as she followed Ms Bethany into the store cupboard. In truth her heart was pounding uncontrollably, and she felt herself sweating nervously. Ms Bethany had been her crush - THE crush - that made her realise that she was a lesbian. When she'd shown up for class with her breasts practically on display, Claudia had wondered if she was dreaming. Now she was going into the store cupboard - the small, cramped store cupboard - alone with the teacher. She was beginning to worry that she'd died and gone to heaven.

"Pretty c-crazy get up you're wearing." Claudia managed once they were alone.

"Yeah. I wish they'd given me some advanced notice though. It wasn't very fun having to strip in Mike... sorry, in the Principle's Office. If I'd have known, then I could have come dressed appropriately."

Claudia pondered this as Ms Bethany moved a small stepladder into position. "So you came in this morning having never heard of this, and when the Principle told you about it you just believed it?"

"Of course. Why wouldn't I? It's perfectly plausible. Here, steady my legs while I get the empty bottles off the top shelf."

Autumn climbed to the top of the small ladder, and Claudia - her palms slick with sweat - placed her hands on the warm, soft legs of the teacher to hold her steady. Ms Bethany began gathering up the bottles in the nook of her arm, the glass clanking together gently as she did so. Claudia looked up. The only light in the room was a bulb hanging in it's centre, meaning that the area beneath the teacher's skirt was hidden in shadow. Claudia had a fair idea what was there, however - or, rather, what was not there. The signs of AGS were pretty apparent - especially if the teacher thought her new dress code was "perfectly plausible". Claudia decided to test the waters.

"Oh my god!" she gasped. "Ms Bethany - your skirt is on fire!"

"What?" the teacher screamed, panicking.

"Quick, take it off!"

"I can't! My hands are full! Claudia, pull my skirt down! Hurry!"

Words that she'd always wanted to hear. Claudia reached up and grabbed the bottom of the skirt. With one swift, sharp pull the skirt fell down to Ms Bethany's ankles. Claudia stood, stunned. The teacher's bottom was every bit as beautiful as she imagined it to be.

"Put it out! Put it out!" Ms Bethany ordered.

Shaking herself out of her reverie, Claudia threw the skirt on the ground and stomped on it a few times.

"I think I got it." she said after a few moments. She made sure to 'accidentally' kick it under a low shelf, where it was visible but difficult to reach.

Ms Bethany climbed down, the bottles clinking in her arms, as Claudia watched her bare lower-half intensely. Autumn stuffed the bottles onto the nearest available shelf and turned towards her student. When she saw what Claudia was staring at, she quickly threw her hands over her pussy.