The Worst Day(s) of My Life: Day 02 - Sex Stories

The Worst Day(s) of My Life: Day 02

... in my car?"

"Well..." Sylvia started. "Let's just say it was a lucky guess."

Sylvia felt her pants riding up in the back, but ignored the sensation knowing that there was little she could do about it from experience. Once they arrived near a side entrance, they turned to say their goodbyes.

"Well," Monica started. "I basically skipped most of the block already and I don't wanna go back to class and answer for why I ran out so suddenly."

"Yeah, I'm just going to my last class of the day." Sylvia added.

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

"Of course." Sylvia laughed. But she knew it wasn't that simple.

She made it to the hallway next to her final class of the day just as classes were letting out. Hardly anybody paid attention to her outfit as long as she kept her arms in the right position while walking.

She sat in her usual spot at the side of the classroom and waited for Lucas to arrive. And when he did so, he recoiled in shock at her new outfit.

"What's with the clothes?" He asked.

"It's a really long story and I'd rather not relive it right now." She said.

Lucas only nodded and went back to unpacking his things, then turned back to Sylvia while holding something.

"My gym bag?" Sylvia was shocked. "Where'd you get this?"

"I was in the cafeteria when somebody gave it to me. He said he got it from someone else who didn't mention where they got it from." He adjusted his glasses.

Sylvia opened the bag. ...

... It was empty, but the bag was certainly hers. She stuffed the gym bag into her other one.

"That's so weird..." She said aloud.

Mr. Norris' mumbling voice managed to get the students to quiet down long enough to start the lesson. He reintroduced the class to the CPR lessons they'd had the last class and began to recap the instructions. Sylvia remembered her shirt tearing again.

At his remark, the class got into pairs. Sylvia and Lucas immediately worked together as they helped to slide desks around to make room. As they worked, she could feel him looking down her shirt a few times, but Sylvia pretended not to notice.

She laid on the ground first, her arms still tucked to her sides to prevent spillage.

"Don't forget what the teacher said about molesting." She winked.

"I wasn't gonna feel you up!" Lucas shook his head quickly and rapidly. "Honest!"

She giggled as Lucas awkwardly tried to find a place for his hands, softly pressing on her far too low to save a real asphyxiation victim. His tender awkwardness was not enough to tear her shirt this time.

The two swapped places, with Lucas suspiciously trying to keep his knees bent instead of laying flat on the ground. When Sylvia tried to push his legs down so his thighs weren't pushing into her, he awkwardly positioned himself so his legs were to the side, repeatedly trying to put his hands between his legs. She wondered why.

After that short 'lesson', the class returned to their seats. The screeching of ...