Gym Class Excuse

I haven’t been participating in P.E. class this last semester. The school got new gym uniforms that we all have to wear. I like them. They are very breathable and pretty comfortable too. The only problem is the shorts. They have a built-in liner so you don't have to wear any underwear with them. This isn't really a bad thing because it lets people not have to wear smelly underwear for the rest of the day or have to remember a fresh pair. However the material is some kind of silk or nylon, I'm not sure, but I do know that every time we do our warm-up they run my dick and I get an erection. It's pretty embarrassing for me and the shorts don't give you any way to hide it either. So I've been making up different excuses to get out of participating. The school year is about to end and I'm looking forward to summer.

"Okay, boys," Ms. Owens shouted, "wrap it up, that's it for today. Ms. Owens always wore nice athletic clothes that really helped show her features. She had a great rack of tits on her and tight tone legs and a butt that you can only get from hard work in the gym or genetics. There was a rumor that she did some porn in her younger years, but at 31, she was more than attractive. I've never seen any proof of her having done porn but a few people in school said they've seen it.

"Look, I'm sure you're all wasted from having to study for finals, so don't worry about trying too hard and make sure you graduate. Just show up okay?"

I was about to get up to head to the locker room when Ms. Owens call me, "Mr. Doe wait there I need to talk to you." so I sat back down as i watched Ms. Owens breasts swap as she walked towards stopping just in front of me and kneeling down so I could see down her shirt a little at the two globes under her shirt.

"What is it Ms. Owns?"

"John you pretty much spent the whole last semester sitting on these bleachers. It's been one thing after another and I'm just not buying it," She had a serious look on her face that made my thoughts snap away from imagining my cock between her tits and her lips wrapped around my cock, "if you don't give me a proper reason why you haven't been participating I'm afraid I can't pass you now I know that means you wouldn't graduate but that's the rules. So tell me what's been going on?"

"It's kinda private Ms. Owens," I told her.

"You can tell me, but if you'd feel more comfortable going to the school nurse and getting a note from her I can accept that and pass you."

The school nurse, Ms. Stevens, was also really hot. She wasn't as athletically built as Ms. Owens, but she was soft with curves in all the right places. The students would argue over who they thought had a better pair of tits between them. It usually ends in a draw with everyone agreeing they'd be happy to get access to either of them or both if they were so lucky.

"Well? Are you going to explain or go get a note?"