I set my backpack down on an empty seat. I was the first one there, as usual, alone and with plenty of time to review for the final exam. I checked that I had everything I’d need, sat down, took out a notebook, and began to read. The minutes passed and my confidence grew. I checked the clock. Not much longer to go. I decided to use the restroom now so I could come back and focus until the test began
I left my materials behind and went to the bathroom. I opened the door and froze.
Jackie was in the room.
Jackie was not in her clothes.
She was just beginning to slide a pair of black and red panties up her long, pale legs as I entered, the slip of fabric around her thighs, her lithe limbs guiding my eyes up to a reddish-orange bush, the jewel in the middle of her wide, womanly hips. Her stomach was flat and toned. Her full, heavy, milky-white breasts lay bare before me, hanging pendulously, tipped with deliciously pink nipples, decorated with freckles. Her collarbones stood out strongly below a slender neck that led up to her face, now looking at me, realizing she wasn’t alone. Her eyes went wide as her jaw dropped, her fiery tresses cascading down her shoulders. Her cheeks already smoldered, flushing deep crimson.