Eventually she made it to her last period. Spending the day with her pussy on her face was weird and scary, but she was becoming more confident. With that confidence came some daring behavior.
She sat in her last class listening to a boring lecture from Mrs. Jenkins. She had one arm on the desk, and the other holding up her head. Her hand was pressed against the side of her cheek and she could feel the stretched skin pulling her lips apart. Nobody was phased by it so she didn’t give it much thought.
Jen decided to perform a little test. She adjusted her hand so that her little finger was right next to her pussy, then she gently slid it in. She wondered if anyone would react.
Nothing...
She slid her ring finger in next to it. Still nothing. Mrs. Jenkins looked towards her, but didn’t say anything. This was beginning to turn her on, so she lifted her middle finger up to her clit and began to massage the now rising nub of flesh. Just then, the bell rang.
There was a quiet slurping sound as she pulled her fingers free. She wiped them on her skirt and grabbed her bag. As she walked towards the door, Mrs. Jenkins told her to stop.
“What’s up Mrs. J?” Jen asked.
“I’ll let you know as soon as everyone leaves the room. Please wait there.” She replied.
Jen didn’t know what to expect, but suspected it had something to do with her pussy.
Once the other students had left, Mrs. Jenkins turned to her and said, “I know young ladies like to explore, but you need to be respectful. A classroom is no place for that sort of thing.”
Jen knew exactly what she was talking about and could only say, “I’m sorry, it won’t happen again.”
Jen was definitely embarrassed, but now felt more informed. Apparently showing was fine, but playing with it crossed the line.
“So that’s the limit? Fair enough... I guess I’ll just do that on my own time,” She thought.
She would have loved to go home, but today was Wednesday and that meant cheer practice...