Try to ignore it.

Anna held strong, keeping her legs shut tight. She wasn't used to the feeling of having no panties on underneath her skirt. She felt so **** underneath her skirt, and the buzz of arousal was only making things more amazing. As Anna sat there, she began to have second thoughts about having abandoned her panties earlier.

"No, that isn't quite right. Does anybody else know the answer?" said the teachers voice, continuing his math lesson.

That snapped Anna out of her trance. Of course, she was in class still. If she focused on the lesson, then she might be able to ignore what was going on underneath her skirt.

"Anna! Would you like to try?" Said Mister Smith, holding up a piece of chalk aiming at Anna.

She hesitated, for a second. Anna was never one to back down when a teacher presented a math question towards her. She couldn't do that now.

Anna rose to her feet and cleared her throat. "Sure," she said, feeling her skirt flutter against her panty-less bottom. As Anna took slow steps towards the front of the classroom, she took notice of how short her skirt was at mid thigh, how low the desks were at relatively the same height. If the other students glanced upwards, would they be able to tell what was going on?

She kept her hands at her sides to keep the skirt down. There was a growing warmth in Anna's face as she approached the front and took the piece of chalk from the teachers hand. Her thoughts were underneath her skirt, and the warmth hadn't calmed down much at all. Now she was standing in front of the class, with no panties on underneath her skirt. Simply turning too quick would expose her.

"Focus Anna," she mumbled to herself, and turned her attention towards the math problem on the chalk board.