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

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

... then."

"See ya this evening!" Monica waved "Try not to lose any more clothes!"

"Of course" Sylvia laughed. She really hoped it would be that easy.

Students began to flood the hallways as Sylvia was in the building. They were mostly focused on mobbing to their next class, so hardly anybody paid attention to her. At least, any more than usual. Her large chest barely fit inside the wide-armed shirt and she had to keep her arms crossed in front of her to prevent spillage. But this had the effect of puffing her cleavage into more prominence.

Her final class of the day was health. School here was split into two separate days - each one having four class blocks and then alternating. It meant that individual classes were longer, but if you had a bad teacher you'd only need to see them two or three times a week.

She sat in her usual spot at the side of the health classroom. Lucas was already in there and he did a double-take as he saw Sylvia's breasts oozing out of her shirt.

"Another long story?" He asked.

"Another long story." She replied. When it became clear that she didn't want to talk about it again, Lucas changed the subject.

"By the way, I found this." He leaned over and handed something over to her.

"My phone!" Sylvia exclaimed. "Where the hell did you find this?"

"Believe it or not, but someone in my last class gave it to me." He said. "She also said she had something else of yours but she'd return it tomorrow. No idea what it was, ...

... though."

The teacher then came into the room and Lucas went back to pretending to set up his books for class. Sylvia realized she didn't have her books, or anything else, and leaned over to share with her friend, who was clearly struggling not to look down her shirt again.

It wasn't as though this was necessary, Health was a blow-off class every student was required to take. Most people put it in their senior year so they could spend the extra time it put into your schedule to study, or in most cases, mess around and do nothing.

The teacher, Mr. Norris, was notoriously hard to please. He was known as being curmudgeonly and always seemed to be mad about something. But he liked students who were quiet and didn't disrupt anything. It was always said that you'd get an 'A' in his class as long as he never had to learn your name and Sylvia and Lucas had managed easy 'A's.

"Alright, quiet down." He said in his mumbling depressed voice. "Get into groups with somebody you can stand."

The classroom erupted into a cacophony of moving chairs and speech as every student shuffled around to find their preferred friend. Lucas only looked at Sylvia, his eyes first darting to her chest and then finally making eye contact.

She smiled back, pretending she didn't notice how hard it was for the guy to look her straight in the eye.

"State says you gotta know CPR if you wanna graduate but they won't provide any dummies for us to learn. So you and your partner are gonna practice on each ...