Manufactured Misfortune/Day1 "Moving something in the maintenance building"

"There's something I need your help moving over in the maintenance building, I hope you don't mind."

"Not at all," you say while dropping your bag in one of the chairs by her desk. "Lead the way."

Ms. June grabs some keys from her desk and leaves the office with you in tow. The maintenance building sits at the opposite end of the football field from the gym so as you both exit outside you follow the track circling the field. Along the way you feast your eyes on your sexy teacher, her tight bike shorts emphasizing each subtle movement in her ample butt cheeks as she walked.

"Enjoying the view?"

You startle and glace up, seeing June looking over her shoulder with a smirk on her face. You struggle to say something when she interrupts you.

"No need to fret. You really think I would've stripped down earlier if I didn't enjoy the stares all you boys were giving me?"

Now there's a response you weren't expecting. As you stare in disbelief your teacher laughs a little and turns back around, putting an obviously exaggerated sway in her hips for your pleasure. Not one to complain you enjoy the little show until you finally reach your destination.

The first thing that you notice once Ms. June unlocks to door is the piles of sports equipment everywhere. Helmets, hurdles, hockey sticks for some reason, you name it and it was probably in here. June walks up to you and points to a large folded up table leaning against a tall cabinet.

"I need to get some extra uniforms from that cabinet for the volleyball team, but I need some help with that table. It's too heavy to lift or push and it's too cramped in her to try rolling it. Just help me move it over to that wall."

She begins walking forward and you move to follow when you're stopped by what she does next. Grabbing one strap of her sports bra she pulls it off her shoulder and slips her arm out of it before reaching over to repeat the action on her other side.

"Um, Mr. June? What are you doing."

"Hmm? Oh, I'm just getting more comfortable, these sports bras tend to be more uncomfortable than normal bras."

Your mind immediately recalls a talk you had with Emily once where she made the comment of how comfortable her sports bra is compared to her others, but rather than call your teacher on her lie you hold your tongue. You get the feeling she's planning something and you intend on finding out what.

Moving on from that the two of you navigate through the clutter until you reach the folded table. One end as the legs sticking out while the other is smooth. Given you have more strength than your teacher you take the smooth side so she can grab the legs for a better grip. You both step in place and squat down, grab the table near the top and bottom, and pick it up off the floor. It's a bit difficult given the height difference between you two but June does a surprisingly good job of holding her end higher. Carefully you carry it out of the way and set it down against the wall.

As you both stand back up you get the pleasure of discovering what Ms. June was planning.

Right before she rises you see her lean forward just enough for a table leg to nestle in between her breasts. As she stood the leg caught on her sports bra, and being attached to the heavy table it yanked the fabric straight down her torso, her hefty D-cup breasts springing free, and down her legs as she continued to straighten up, eventually falling to the floor around her ankles. Neither of you react for a beat as she just stands there with her bare chest on display, before she laughs nervously and speaks up.

"Ha ha, whoops! Silly me, I should've been more careful, don't you think?"

She makes no attempt to cover herself, and with everything leading up to this you're certain she did this on purpose. The fact she seems to be looking at out expectantly, as if waiting for a compliment, was certainly a give away, too. When you don't respond she instead puts on a coy smile.

"What's the matter? Overwhelmed from seeing two pairs of boobs within an hour?"

You lock eyes with her. She saw Emily's wardrobe malfunction? You were certain she wasn't looking...

"Don't blame yourself, I was careful not to look too long and give you guys away," she replies, as if reading your mind. She starts moving closer to you, casually stepping out of her bra on the floor and still leaving her boobs uncovered. "I have to say, I'm very proud of you, Ron. Making sure no one was watching and moving close to cover her with your body, you deserved much more than a simple kiss on the cheek if you ask me. Especially when most guys would've eaten the sight up."

Too stunned from the complements from your topless, beautiful teacher you speak without even thinking.

"W-Well, it isn't the first time I've seen them..."

You realize what you said and slap a hand over your mouth, eyes wide. Sorry Emily, your brother couldn't keep your secret.

Ms. June raises her eyebrow and smiles at you.

"Really now? How did this happen?"

Having already spilled the beans you decide you might as well let her know. You tell her about Emily's little nude incident from the other day, rather reluctantly admitting to what part you played in it. When you mention it pictures you took June's face lights up and she bounces, quite literally so, to your side asking to see them. Pulling out your phone you open the secure folder you moved the pictures to and show her, her breasts pressing against your arm as she leans in, being careful not to scroll over to X's nude selfie.

"So," she starts, leaning back. "You didn't ogle because you've already seen the goods, huh? Let me give you some words of advice Ron; if you want to see a lady naked, just ask and if she likes you enough she will. Especially if you offer to return the favor."

She winks at you, the meaning of her words clear.

"Sometimes you just have to reach out and grab what you want."

With that comment you get a teasing smirk as she emphasized the word grab.

"Now come along, we really shouldn't stay in here too long. Thanks for your help with the table, I'll come back here with some girls to get the extra uniforms."

She turns and makes for the door, leaving her bra forgotten on the floor.

"What about your bra?"

"I'll throw it away later, it was getting pretty old anyways. Besides, nobody should be out back around this time."

Without stopping she continued for the door. You cast a glace towards the discarded garment and quickly follow after her. She locks the door and walks with you back to the gym, not even caring about her topless state. Or at least, that's how it initially seems, as you can see her eyes darting back and forth as you go. Even so the smile she was wearing and her erect nipples gave away how much she was loving this.

Before long you arrive back at the gym and re-enter her office.

"Thanks again for the help, Ron. And don't worry, I'll keep everything about you and Emily a secret."

Even though you never suspected she would try something with that information you can't help but feel relieved.

"Thanks, Ms. June."

"Please, just June when we're alone. Oh, and here."

She scribbles something on a piece of paper and hands it to you. She doesn't say anything, but does give you a wink. It doesn't take a genius to know what the numbers are and you quickly put her number in your phone, sending her a quick, blank text to give her yours.

"Well then, I'm gonna hit the showers, so I need you to leave the office so I can it lock up, okay?"

"No problem. See you tomorrow, June."

You leave her office and close the door behind you, hearing the lock click shut a second later. However, as you stand there her words ring in your mind. Reach out and grab what you want, a girl who likes you will strip if you ask. Checking your phone you confirm that your study hall only just began, so if you wanted to toy a little with June, with or without her knowledge, perhaps you can. She does seem to like showing off, after all.

What do you do?

• Toy with June
• Study hall awaits Request --Notsooldpervert (talk) 02:42, 6 March 2020 (CET)