She gets to the washroom uninterrupted.

Rushing to the restroom as quick as she could she found it to be unoccupied and quickly entered one of the stalls. Quickly lowering her pants she could see that her tight vaginal lips were slick and had managed to dampen her cotton undies too a point she risked them ruining her pants as well. Her nether regions were positively quaking everytime her fingers drew near or around her sensitive slit.

Emily had for the most part in her life avoided arousal at least in public settings. The few times she had become aroused it didn't generate nearly the same level of a reaction from her vagina. She knew what her body wanted, it craved sweet release but she couldn't imagine pleasuring herself in her school's public washroom risking that at any moment someone walks and catches her in the act. Several dirty thoughts crossed her mind but the one that stood out the most was, as long you keep your moans silent how would anybody know you were masturbating?

Not to mention the idea of somebody walking in, figuring out what she was doing and trying to join in was an absolutely tantalizing idea. She felt overloaded with sexual stimuli today and never got to enjoy the release of those pent up feelings. If they day kept up at a pace like this she just might orgasm in the middle of hallway or worse yet in the middle of class. As she wiped her vagina clean of its juices and the sensation sending pleasurable sensations through her body, Emily knew she had a choice to make. Masturbate and risk getting caught or miss this opportunity to masturbate and risk an embarrassing orgasm later.