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Teacher at the mercy of her students
Trainers.
'I think it's time for football miss' said becky, holding the teacher's items of clothing with joy
By this point, the rest of the class had noticed the teacher's new attire and there was silence. A few male students shouted nice ass. Miss Adams was blushing, now stood in front of the entire class in her underwear.
Becky then suddenly pushed miss out of the sports hall and shut the door. Miss was now trapped outside where other teachers could possibly walk past at any time.
'Let me back in!' screamed miss.
I wouldn't shout if I were you miss, you'd attract attention' said Becky
'Please, let me in Becky'
'Bra.' stated becky
What? questioned the teached
'Take your bra off and i'll open the door'
Miss unclasped her black bra and took it off, covering her C-cup breasts. Becky opened the door, laughing as miss ran inside. Becky made her put her arms to the side and give the whole class a look at her tits. Miss was now close to tears, her cheeks bright red as the students admired her lovely breasts and figure. The bell rang suddenly to everyone's disspointment, Becky quickly whipped out her phone and snapped a picture of Miss, saying that if she didn't want it to get out or for hewr to get fired, she'd have to do what she says from now on.
The students left the sports hall, leaving miss to find her clothes and put them back on with relief.
My former wife and I were invited to a Christmas party hosted by one of her coworkers. As the party was winding down, I needed pee and on the way to the bathroom, I noticed a laundry basket of dirty clothes. With no one in sight, I discretely picked up a pair of men's underwear from the pile and hid in a closet where I sniffed them and masturbated. When I was done, I discretely returned the underwear to the basket, used the bathroom, and rejoined the party. As we were leaving, the hostess thanked us for coming and handed me a gift bag. I looked in the bag and was horrorfied to see the underwear I had sniffed. My wife asked, "What'd we get?". I could hardly breathe, much less speak! The hostess said, "Tell her... or I will!". I went numb, my ears rang, and my heart pounded as the hostess ushered my wife back into the house. I barely remember the long walk hone that night. When my wife returned home the following morning, she said, "We're through.". I sobbed, bawled, and begged for forgiveness to no avail.