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

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

... guy's... hands."

Lucas put his hands below her breasts, sliding them up a bit until the tops hung over the backs of his fingers. He was very clearly struggling to maintain focus and Sylvia enjoyed to watch him squirm a bit. Sylvia pulled on the side of her shirt, not only to keep her breasts inside again but to let the fabric pull her boobs together even more.

"Oh, I'm sorry." She let her voice get a bit ditzier. "Are you in, yet?"

"That's it." He grunted. "Here I go!"

There was a noise as the fabric tore beneath his hands. Being pulled on three sides like that, on top of the stress it was already feeling from having to wrap itself around her considerable bust, did not favors for its construction. "Oh crap." Lucas said, his voice back to a more serious tone. "I am so sorry."

Sylvia sat up to survey the damage. There was a wide horizontal tear in the front of her shirt, the bottom of her breasts hanging out below it when she sat upright.

"Ah, not this again." She mumbled.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry." He apologized profusely. "I really wasn't trying to!"

"It's fine." Sylvia said. "I was already trying to keep my chest covered anyway."

They returned to their seats in silence. Most of the rest of the students were done with their exercises as well and the teacher took notice of this.

"Alright." He mumbled "I've got a movie I can put on until the bell rings."

He walked to a projector and pushed a few buttons on it, then returned to the front of the ...

... classroom where he pulled down a sheet for the movie. A student in the back turned out the lights at his signal and the class quieted down.

Excellent. A movie was the perfect thing to prevent Sylvia from being seen any more. She could sit in the dark and hide her exposed upper half until the bell rang. Then she could borrow Lucas' bag to cover her as she walked to the bus.

She pulled out her phone, hiding it behind the side of the desk. There was no sign that anything had changed on it, no lockouts from failing the password too many times. She wondered a bit how Lucas had ended up with the device and who he got it from, but figured she could ask later.

She'd take the opportunity to arrange things for later. First, she had to inform Monica of the situation about her brother's shirt. It was a minor thing, and it's not like either her or her brother were especially keen on getting the clothes back any time soon, but she felt it was her responsibility to let her know anyway.

Then it was time to text her mom about the gym clothes. She knew that these, too, would be cheap to replace. But it was better to surprise her mom now instead of giving her a shock later. But she didn't get the chance to hit send.

"Miss... uh... what's your name?" Mr. Norris looked through a few papers at the seating chart. "Miss Allen, put your phone away this instant."

"Okay." She said back, turning off the screen. "Is it okay if I go to the bathroom?"

"Fine, whatever." Norris said. He ...