Go now.

“She says to send him to her office right away, she’ll see him right now,” Tiffany said.

“Okay then, Tiffany, would you help escort Mr. Doe to the office, if you don’t mind? You can go straight to your first class afterwards, Tiff.”

“Um…” Tiffany glanced at her watch, and compared it to the time on the wall clock, “okay, Mrs. Kunt, I’ll take him over there.”

“Good,” replied the teacher, already scribbling a note on a pad for the two of us to use as a hall pass, “Susan?”

“Yes?” answered the student, still rubbing the moisturizer into my penis with both hands, a situation whose unbelievability was not lost on me.

“If you wouldn’t mind?” The homeroom teacher gestured at the scene playing out on my lap. “I’m sure you can help out John some more after he visits the nurse.”

“Oh, of course.” She finally stopped rubbing, unfortunately. “Later…” she whispered to me, as Mrs. Kunt approached from the front of the room. Sue stepped aside and the teacher thoughtful laid a hand on my member, blushing, but trying to act as if there was nothing wrong, as if everything was normal. Her skin brushed the now thoroughly moisturized surface of my penis, sending delicate bolts of electricity through my legs.

“Nice job, by the way… thanks Susan,” She looked into my eyes. “John? Are you okay to walk now? We’re going to the nurses office…”