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Chapter 11 by LovelyRaven LovelyRaven

Can she focus on the lecture?

Yes.... For the most part.

With the lack of panties below distracting her, Kim is still able to push herself to focus on her class. For the most part that is. Everytime she finds herself getting sucked into the lecture, she readjusts herself in her seat, reminding her that there are no panties between her legs. The freedom feels both wrong, given where she is, but also exciting. With her mind wandering, she can't help but think about the fact that everyone around her is oblivious to her situation. Her womanhood feels so **** in such a short skirt. As she readjusts again, she can feel a wetness forming between her legs and a warmth similar to how she felt on the bus. A blush grows on her cheeks. "No, I can't be thinking that. Not here of all places." She thinks to herself. However much she'd love to pleasure herself, she must resist. But why? Technically, the front of the counters block the professor or anyone below from seeing anything under it and the seats themselves are separated apart enough to give her some space. If her hands happened to start wandering down there... "No! I must focus." Kim forces herself to set her mind back to the computer screen in front of her when she realizes she doesn't even know what the professor is talking about anymore. All they're doing anyway is taking notes that will be posted online anyway. Slowly, but surely her thoughts betray her. She keeps one hand resting on her keyboard while the other makes it's way under the desk. She first flattens the skirt before her fingers toy with the hem of it. She can already feel herself getting turned on with just the idea of what she's about to do. Her hand gradually slides along the inside of her thigh, going inside the skirt while also pushing it up slightly. She rubs her leg, inching her way closer to her lady bits. In the process, she tries to appear like she's paying attention to the lecture, while in actuality she has no clue what she's talking about. With her mind preoccupied, her fingers slowly skim the outside of her wet lips. She bites her lip, trying to suppress her reaction. However, before she could go much further, she hears the professor say loudly, "Alright! That'll be it for today. Make sure to study your notes before next class." Shaking herself out of her trance, she pulls her hand out from underneath her skirt and closes her laptop. Looking around, everyone seems to be getting their things together. It appears like no one noticed what she was doing. With a sigh of relief, she pulls out her laptop bag from the hooks underneath her seat and places her laptop into the bag before standing up to leave.

Does anything happen as she leaves her class?

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