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Ants in jeans
For one of my freshman biology classes we had to do field work that involved collecting samples out in nature. We took a bus to a wooded area where we were going to comb through the tall grass in a meadow to survey what insects were present. I knew there'd be some walking so I wore some black vans sneakers with my skinny jeans and a tight white crop top.
On the walk out I felt my leg begin to burn and sting. Looking down I quickly realized I had stepped on a fire ant hill. I desperately shook my leg trying to dislodge the ants that covered me, but they were already crawling up the inside of my pants leg. Nothing short of taking my jeans completely off to shake them out was going to fix my situation. Of course, I had made enough of a commotion at this point that the whole class was fixated on my predicament.
My face reddening in humiliation I began to undo my jeans. Reluctantly, I peeled them down my legs, turning them inside out as I stepped out of them and was let standing in my top, a gray cotton thong covered in pink and purple hearts, and my white ankle socks in front of my whole class. Since I was wearing a crop top, everyone got a nice long look at my tiny panties as I shook my pants wildly, swatting away fire ants for what seemed like an eternity until they finally looked safe to put back on.
With the whole class staring I turned my jeans right side out and put them back on. Everyone slowly turned their attention back to the assignment, and I was forced to carry on working while trying to pretend that they hadn't all just seen me in my undies
Did any of your classmates ask you out on a date?
Well, I have a similar story. But it wasn't Fire Ants, it was a Wasp.
This happened back in 2004. I was a team leader for a company that made automotive switches. I was working the third shift. I was having an affair with one of the other married male team leaders. We were trying to keep it a secret, but a few people had found out. The two of us would outside to the little buildings that were put up people to some in since we couldn't smoke in the building anymore. It was summer time and warm out. We went inside turned the lights off locked the door. I pulled my jeans and panties down to my ankles, and leaned against the wall. He pulled his already erect cock out and stuck it in my pussy from behind. He was a bit of a two pump chump. We finished our quickie. I pulled my panties and jeans back up, and we headed back inside. A few steps outside towards the building I suddenly felt a series of sharp burning pains on my pussy lips and clit. I screamed, grabbed my crotch and ran in to the women's bathroom. Pulled my jeans and panties down, and two wasps were in my panties. They stung me at least 6 times. Whe I grabbed my crotch outside I squashed one and the other one was moving too much.
Needless to the rest of my shift was quite painful, I was have trouble walking, sitting, even just standing. I ended up going home. Which to explain to my husband how a wasp stung me on my pussy.
How did they get there?? Looking for a nesting spot??
There were always wasp building little nest in the open rafters. So I'm only guessing. But my panties were a little damp, well actually they were really wet. See we had met at the city park before work for a quickie. So my panties not only had my wetness in them, but also his cum from earlier. So I'm guessing the wet panties smelled sweat, or something and they were checking them out when I pulled them up.