Class ends

I walked out of the classroom, still pulling the hoodie down with both hands. During the rest of the class, I had time to analyze the tears on the collar of the hoodie. It was an old hoodie, so the fabric wasn't as resistant. The amount of pulling I did just over the last hour was more than it could take. The hole of the collar now stretched to just past my left shoulder. The hoodie now looked like one of those oversized off-the-shoulder tops. Yeah, I was showing half of my collar bones, one shoulder, and my whole neck, but at least my ass was covered down there... As long as my hands kept holding it down.

I walked through the halls, trying to think of where to go. Some students gave me looks as I walked by, but the hallways was pretty crowded and it didn't seem that anybody looked down or really noticed my lack of pants or bare feet. **** of habit made me walk to my locker where I saw Carrie. She was leaning against my locker, going through her phone, and blowing a bubbles with the bubblegum she was chewing.

*POP*

A bubble popped and Carrie saw me coming. "Hey, cutie! I was looking for you," she said. She looked me up and down. "Nice outfit! Love the stylization on the collar, showing a bit of skin... It suits you," she chuckled.

"I didn't do this on purpose, Carrie!" I pouted. "Lisa took everything from me. This hoodie is..." I lowered my voice "...it's all I got left."

"You mean you're..." She motioned her finger up and down. She smiled in surprise. "...Completely naked under this hoodie?"

"Yes, Carrie... Keep it down, please." I pulled the hoodie further down, to try stop my cheeks from peaking out from under the hem of the hoodie. "Mr. Gibbons even said he'd give me detention if he saw me barefoot in the hallways..."

The hallways were beginning to empty, most people were going to their classes.

"Carrie, please, do you have anything for me to cover up with?"

"Alright Miss-No-Pants. I got just thing for you." She walked to her locker, which was close to mine and opened it. She shuffled some stuff inside trying to find something.

Finally this nightmare would be over.

And then she dropped something on the floor. A pair of flip-flops.

"Oh," I said a little surprised as I put them on. "Ok... What else?"

"That's all I got!" She smiled. "You said Mr. Gibbons would give you detention if he caught you barefoot." She gestured at my flip-flop clad feet.

"Carrieeeee..." I whined. "I know you have a spare cheerleading uniform in there... Please! I can't walk around like this..."

"Hahaha, no way Erica. I have to wear them later, and I'm no letting you get your juices all over them."

"I'm not going to leak over your uniform Carrie!" I blushed as. It was true there was a small line of liquid slowly running down my leg.

"Or are you telling me that if I stick my finger in there right now you're not going to be completely wet?" she said moving closer. My back pressed up against the lockers as I tried to back away from her. Looking to the sides I saw the hallways were empty by now.

"I..."

Before I could say anything, Carrie put her hand under my hoodie and made contact with my pussy lips. Whatever I was gonna say just came out as I moan. "Ooooaawwnnn..." I tried gasping for air but she just stuck a finger inside my pussy.

"Seems pretty wet to me." She pumped her finger slowly, moving it up and down. "Yep, that would have made a mess of my uniform." She lowered her other hand, using her thumb to tease my erect clit. I put my hands on my mouth, trying to suppress my moans.

The hoodie rose up to my waist with my arm movement. Carrie kept rubbing my clit and pumping my pussy. My mind was blank. I needed to cum.

My breathing got faster, I think Carrie noticed. I was arching my back. I could feel my bare ass against the locker. I was close... I couldn't believe I was bottomless and about to cum in the middle of the hall. Carrie's face was really close to mine. So close we were almost kissing, her warm breath almost directly on my mouth. Her hands were still doing their magic and I was was feeling little spasms over my body.

"Carrie... I'm... I'm... about to..." I could barely speak. I was about to go over the edge. I was going to cum!

And then she suddenly removed her hands from me, laughing.

I was so worked up at this point I removed my hands from my mouth to finish the job, only for Carrie to grab both my arms and hold them up high, leaving me unable to touch myself. The hoodie raised up, exposing my bottom half all the way to my bellybutton.

"Oops... Can't have you cumming yet," she said as I twisted and squirmed.

"Ughnn, Carrie... Please! I'm so closeeee..." I was pressing my thighs together, trying anything at that point to send me over the edge.

After a few seconds, the orgasm never came and I was left frustrated. As I came back to my senses I remembered I was bottomless in the hallway, which thankfully was still empty.

Carrie let go of my hands just as I tried to cover myself. I pulled the hoodie down, looking around in panic.

Carrie was laughing and giggling when I finally looked at her.

"Why did you do this to me? I was so closeee... Now I've lost it," I whined.

She just kept smiling. "Oh silly goose. I can't have you spilling your juices yet. With all this this teasing, I forgot to tell you the reason I was looking for you. Kate has something planned, so you have to get to the locker rooms after class. There's going to be a note on an open locker there. Follow the instructions to the letter, ok?"

I pouted. How could I think of some silly dance in this situation?

"Carrie, have you seen the state I'm in? I'm bottomless in the middle of school, I've got nothing to cover up with other than this torn hoodie. And now, on top of that, I'm horny! You know I can't think straight when I'm horny."

"Oh, I'm well aware," she giggled. "Erica, just trust me on this ok. All you have to do is endure one more class. I'll give you something to wear before you go home, ok?" She put her legs together and raised one hand. "Scouts honor." She had a big smile.

I didn't trust that grin. I don't think she'd ever even been a girl scout.

"Fine," I said pouting, crossing my arms.

"Ok, I'll see you soon." She kissed my forehead and walked away, licking her fingers.

Now what?