Things heat up

On Tuesdays, English Composition 101 was my third class of the day, but it was located across campus in another building. Fortunately, I had nearly a full hour to get there. As I began a much more leisurely stroll along the sidewalk, I wondered what that class had in store for me today? Among my classes, English had been the easiest by far since it seemed to be a complete repeat of things I'd already learned in high school. Compared to my math and science classes, it was a total cakewalk. Unlike my previous class where I was one of the only female students, my English classmates were predominantly girls

Although it was only a bit past 10am, the temperature was noticeably warmer than before. The early stages of the heatwave had begun, and I was grateful for wearing lighter clothes. On the other hand, my hair had begun to feel uncomfortable, with the ponytail pulling it so to tight against my scalp. I needed to do something about that, but letting it down would likely be worse.

Once I reached the other building, I noticed it was considerably warmer inside. I wandered through the halls until I found a small study zone that was unoccupied. Then I pulled out my laptop and waited for it to startup. The dang thing had become slow as molasses . So much for it supposedly being a high end model. While I waited, I wiped the sweat from my brow. After the machine finally completed booting up, I brought up a browser, searched for the nearest salons, and began calling them. The first few didn't have openings until next week, but the last one had a free slot this afternoon, shortly after my biology lab would be ending. If I headed directly to the nearest bus stop, I could make it, just barely, so I setup the appointment.

After that, I proceeded to my class on the south end of the top floor in the building. Incredibly, it was even hotter on this level; the hallway felt like a sauna! Now covered with perspiration, I started pulling at my blouse to try to relieve the uncomfortable stickiness. With several minutes left before class, I had reached my limit, and I headed to the nearest restroom. Once inside, I immediately pulled off my sweat-drenched blouse and bra. As I stood there bare-breasted, a short red-headed girl from my English class emerged from one of the stalls. She did a double-take and giggled, "That's one way to cool off!"

"Why is it so blasted hot in here today?" I asked.

A girl from one of the closed stalls spoke up. "I heard the temperature control is broken. The heat ran all night, and it won't switch to the A/C."

I placed my shirt in the sink and turned on the cold tap, and the redhead looked at me curiously. "If I'm going to wear a wet shirt, I'd rather it be cool," I explained.

"That's a great idea!", she agreed, and soon she was displaying her small perky breasts with pink nipples while she soaked her shirt in the sink next to mine.

Two more girls from my class emerged from adjacent stalls, and both of them immediately pulled off their shirts and bras to join us. The taller of the two had exquisitely supple breasts, while the other showed off her own firm bosom.

Moments later another door opened, and out stepped our professor. As each of us immediately began to wring our tops dry and started to put them back on, our professor shocked us by taking off her shirt and bra, exposing her large, pendulous melons, and then she declared, "It's so hot, it might be better to just leave them off."