The Worst Day(s) of My Life: Day 01 - Sex Stories

The Worst Day(s) of My Life: Day 01

... rooms, but as the coach wasn't around she doubted that anybody would enforce that rule. Especially given the circumstances. She tied the towel tightly around her chest and left.

A head of long, dark hair stuck out from around the door frame. Sylvia slowly followed it, glancing around a bit to ensure that the gym itself was empty and nodded when she saw that that was the case. Carefully, she stepped out, her grip on the towel tightening so much her knuckles had turned white.

She was practically naked in the school hallways. It would probably be best not to think about what might happen if she were caught.

Outside of the gym there were a few classrooms, mostly for the marching band to practice in. She had to get down on all fours to slide beneath the window on the doors and felt her bare ass sticking out from beneath the towel as she did so. It was nowhere near long enough to cover everything, especially since she had so much to cover up top.

If she let her boobs hang out, she could wear the towel more like a skirt. And then...

"Darn!" Sylvia thought. "I should have grabbed a second towel!"

She looked over her shoulder at the doors behind her. She'd already crawled a considerable way on her hands and knees, doubling back would only increase the chance that she was caught. Besides, there were only a few hundred feet more to go.

She peeked around the next corner, low to the ground. It wasn't clear. A few students were still straggling behind, some at their ...

... lockers and others simply chatting. Sylvia glanced about for a decent path to take that would expose her to the fewest eyes but everything was equally undesirable.

In the end, she simply took the path with the fewest male students. But that meant she'd be walking past the goths.

"Don't panic." Sylvia thought as her bare feet patted against the hard tile floor. "Just walk quickly and don't make eye contact."

She was shaking by the time she'd made it halfway to the group of black-clad students lounging on the floor. One of them started to hide a cigarette when he saw movement, but when he realized that it was merely a towel-clad girl, brought the rule-breaking smoke back to his face.

"That's interesting." One said in a facetious voice.

"Better naked than wearing fur, right?" Another said in a laughing voice.

"I just don't get modern fashion." A third joked, the drab monotone in her voice giving a sardonic sickness to the comment.

She tried to walk by without making eye contact or reacting in any meaningful way. But it seemed that they weren't going to let her simply be. There was a tugging at her side and then, before she could react, Sylvia felt the breeze of the air-conditioning on her nude body.

"So this is what passes as an outfit these days?" The girl holding her towel teased.

"Give that back!" Sylvia hunched over forward, one arm between her legs and the other covering as much of her breasts as she could manage. It was an awkward balance between ...