The Headmistress...'s Receptionist

Remy gulped as she awaited whoever was on the other side of the door to be revealed, only to be met by Miranda Hawthorne, the Head Mistress's receptionist, who Hazel contacted earlier.

"Well hello there." The raven haired woman smiled as she looked Remy up and down before entering.

"Um, welcome Ms. Hawthorne. What brings you here?" Remy tried to act normal despite how Miranda was looking at her, and her students' surprising silence in this moment made her blush even deeper.

"I received a message from one of your students, informing that their teacher was instructing them in the nude! Of course, I thought it was some prank, but now I see with my own eyes that the student wasn't kidding!" Miranda explained, giving a knowing nod to Hazel that no one else noticed.

"She took off her clothes and handed them to me for safe keeping. I'm not sure what her reasoning was, but I know better than to question her." Hazel said, holding up Remy's panties.

"I see. Anyone else have something to add?" Miranda looked around the room.

"I think she looks hot." Zack said, eliciting chuckles from everyone but Remy and Miranda.

"So, she's been a distraction for you then? How much have you learned?" Miranda tried to sound as condescending as possible, shaming the naked teacher.

"On the contrary, I've breezed through my entire lesson plan today." Remy blurted, somehow finding confidence when defending her teaching skills and her students' progress.

"Show me." Miranda crossed her arms and looked at Remy skeptically.

Remy gulped, but took a deep breath an began quizzing the students. Remarkably, they all showed how well they knew the material and understood the lesson. Miranda was genuinely shocked by this result.

"So, you were able to teach them all this with 45 minutes to spare?" Miranda asked.

"It's true. We normally would be too bored to make the class go quicker." Eva said.

"So, you must have some truly bright students here, Ms. Hart." Miranda scoffed.

"That's what I told them." Remy replied.

"Hmm. I think there's something else afoot." Miranda said, walking around Remy, checking her out, but making it look like she was coldly assessing her attributes.

"Yes?" Remy asked, blushing.

The receptionist smirked before answering.