Jenna gathered herself together, tried to settle into her new classroom. She had an hour before her first class, and she had to hurry. She was still feeling the effects of an unsatisfying orgasmic experience and tried to forget the whole thing.
She finished moving in and took a break to reflect on her future. She stared out the window of her classroom onto the grassy portion of the vacant playground. The late summer day was beautiful, warm and sunny. She started to relax a bit as the morning sun warmed her. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply through her nose. She was determined to make the best of the day.
The first bell rang and she jumped a little. Her heart beat faster as she knew students would begin pouring into her classroom for their first period. Right on cue, the door opened, and young girls began to file in. Dressed in their traditional school uniforms with white blouses and plaid skirts down past their knees and white socks, Jenna immediately became aware of the fact that her skirt was much shorter than the class'. Made from the same material, they looked alike in color and pleated style, but her skirt was above mid-thigh. She remembered, to that she wasn't wearing panties! She caught several admiring glances of girls as they passed by her. She felt like they were checking her out! She could feel their eyes roaming her body and she suddenly felt very uncomfortable. She tried to cover herself in an inconspicuous manner and looked down at herself to see what they could possibly be looking at. Jenna smiled a nervous smile and turned to catch her reflection in the window to see if there was something wrong with her appearance that would rate those looks.
Jenna gasped when she saw her reflection. She hadn't noticed the sheerness of the blouse before because she had been wearing a bra, but now, without one on, you could clearly see her large, dark aureoles surrounding her still hard nipples. She tried to place her arm across her chest and remain inconspicuous, but she knew that sooner or later she'd have to use her hands! Nervously, one hand pushed her blonde hair behind an ear while she held the other limply in front of her.
"Good morning girls. Please take your seats. My name is Jenna Tarp, and I'll be your home room teacher for this year." Jenna began. She proceeded to tell the class about herself and then asked them to do the same. She sat on her desk, or should she say "table" as she listened to the girls introduce themselves one-by-one and row-by-row.
When the introductions got to the first girl in the third row, the cute pre-teen Trisha stood up and began, "I'm Trisha and I run this school."
A couple girls began to chuckle nervously, but stopped when Trisha's head snapped around to locate the offender. Staring straight into Jenna's eye's she hissed, "You do what I say and everything will be fine. My girls and I have certain demands, and if you provide them to us, we'll let you keep your job."
"I beg your pardon?" questioned a shocked and irritated Jenna. How dare she come into MY classroom and make demands on me. "Sit down, young lady, and never speak to me like that again, do you hear me?"
"Yeah, sure," replied a sitting Trisha in a sarcastic song. "We'll see..." she muttered under her breath.
"What did you say?" asked Jenna, now really annoyed.
"Nothing. I didn't say nothing," responded Trisha using a 'tough guy' voice.
"Anything...you didn't say anything," corrected Jenna.
"I know. That's what I said," replied Trisha to the laughter of the class.
Jenna, now clearly angry and a little humiliated, leaned forward towards the girl to say something else to her. When she did, she didn't realize her legs were forced open just enough to allow the girls with the right angle to see that she wasn't wearing any panties. "You'd better watch your mouth, young lady," Jenna said in a stern tone, trying to recapture control of her class.
"I'm sorry," Trisha began in a sarcastic tone once again, "my mouth tends to get me in places I'm not always welcome."
The cryptic statement confused Jenna, but she decided it was better to move on to the next girl rather than debate with this one. She leaned back on the table but forgot to close her legs. She was still fuming about Trisha and forgot where she was for a minute. She kept focusing on Trisha and wanted to scold her again, but tried to listen to the rest of the introductions. She didn't notice several girls sitting directly in front of her exchanging glances and making gestures with their eyes toward her. Jenna hadn't really noticed that her skirt had been pushed up on her waist when she leaned forward to talk to Trisha, so now the hemline was just barely covering her pussy. Even with her legs closed you could have seen her blonde bush, but with her legs spread slightly, it was clearly visible.
As the last girl gave her introduction, Jenna scooted off the front edge of the table to a loud "squeak". He bare ass had begun to sweat as a result of the heated discussion with Trisha, and her sticky skin screeched as she slid forward. Jenna felt a little embarrassed when a few of the girls giggled at the sound as though they knew why it happened.
Jenna brushed downward at her pleated skirt on all sides as she gathered herself to begin the day. She still didn't realize that the skirt was riding very high on her hips and that the hemline was just below her vagina. The slightest leaning forward would enable the class to see her naked ass, and she didn't even know it.
Throughout the period, Jenna couldn't figure out why the girls seemed so clumsy, always dropping things on the ground as she moved up and down the aisles while teaching. She must have picked up a dozen pencils and erasers.
After Jenna's second period, she had a break, which was followed by lunch. She leaned back in her chair at her desk in her, now empty, classroom and assessed how her first day had begun. She closed her eyes and tried to relax. She nodded off quietly for a few moments before jarring herself awake when her snapped backward. "Phew," she said aloud, "I felt I've been asleep for hours." She got up, decided to go find the gym office to prepare for her next class. She grabbed some papers and left.
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