Toe Touches

“Y…yes sir…” She let out with a small huff looking back at the class who all had grins on their faces for what was essentially a free period. And they didn't have to do the mile which was most dreaded anyway. Seeing Renee having to stretch was much more preferable.

“And so there won't be any distractions, you will face the class for your 60 pushups.”

“Sixty?!” Renee asked anxiously as she whipped towards the tall brown haired man.

“I warned you. You'd have to do double and additional warmups if you didn't put in the effort.”

“I did 25 before falling thou-”

“Beaucorps! Am I hearing defiance in my gym.”

“No but-”

“Exactly. No buts. Get yours to the floor. We got all period.”

Renee let out an exhausted sigh falling to the floor as she gave her teacher the same view the class had of her round and jiggly rear. Doing all 60 in a haste with no problems much to the disappointment of Mr. Wagner. It didn't matter, he had plenty of stretches to get to see what he wanted. And the gym security camera was trained perfectly on her.

“Next up, 10 toe touches.” The coach said with a smirk on his face as Renee gulped slightly realizing what it would entail. Deciding not to protest any longer the senior redhead quickly bent over. Her shirt slowly creeped up over her generous rear. By the final toe touch, she was revealing her bottom holes towards the teacher who was trying to contain his smile.

At least she didn't have to see the class, facing away as she was. Her hands on her toes, she stared down at the floor as Mr. Wagner appraised her most private of areas. She wanted to protest. She wanted to straighten up and cover her crack. But she didn't. She knew that it would just end in a threat to the office. And, really, she wasn't sure if it even mattered any more. Her heart was pounding, and she wished that it would just stop altogether. At least that way she'd escape from this situation. Anything was better than this! No way could it possibly get any worse Renee reasoned to herself.