Jane felt awkward sitting in her last class of the day. It was her oldest class, so there wasn't much fuss. But this was also the class with Ginger in it.
Last night in an attempt to finally orgasm for the first time since her divorce, Jane had found a website that showed X-Rated videos. One of the videos had been of her eighteen-year-old student Ginger. Jane had been so shocked but at the same time so turned on. She had wound up watching the video and had even orgasmed whilst masturbating to the teen.
Sitting behind her desk, Jane was acutely aware that her panties were soaking wet. Just looking at Ginger had made her recall the previous night. How gorgeous the teen looked, how stiff her nipples got as she played with her wet pussy for the camera, how wet the teen's pussy got, how juicy, how desperate Jane had got to taste her first woman.
The bell was ringing for the end of the day taking Jane out of the daydream she was in. Her students were packing up for the weekend.
"Ginger, stay behind after class please," Jane announced. She had no idea what she was going to say to the teen, but she needed to warn her about the dangers of the internet.
When all the students except Ginger had left, Jane sat in the seat next to her.
"Listen, Ginger," Jane began, "I just wanted to warn you about something." Her wetness was driving her mad, Jane took a deep breath and continued. "I was online yesterday..." Jane was conflicted, she was going to embarrass the poor girl, "and I found..."
"You found one of my videos performing?" Ginger interrupted. Jane was gobsmacked, here this young girl who was caught doing unspeakable things online, and she wasn't even slightly embarrassed.
"Yes," Jane took a deep breath, "now you have to be careful..."
"Did you like it?" Ginger interrupted.
"That's not the point Ginger..." Jane just wanted this over with, she needed to get home and sort herself out, to masturbate again and relieve herself.
"The point," Ginger said once again interrupting her teacher, "is my videos are clearly marked as 'teen girl' what were you doing in that part of the website?"
Jane went bright red with embarrassment. What could she say? "Now, Ginger..."
"Did you enjoy my performance?" Ginger got up from her seat as she said this, she was so close to Jane now. "What was your favorite part?"
Getting up from the seat, Jane walked away from her student.
"I think that's none of your concern, you just have to be more careful with your internet presence." Jane turned to the board to clean the day's work off.
"Now now, Mrs. Grey," Jane heard Ginger's voice grow as her student walked towards her, "I asked a simple question, it would be rude to ignore it."
The teen so close to her now, Jane breathed deeply, trying desperately to slow her heartbeat. Hearing Ginger right next to her ear whispering. "What was your favorite part?"
Her panties were wetter than they had ever been before, Jane tried to control herself. "I watched you bending over," Jane confessed, "I've never thought about a woman sexually before." Jane felt her clitoris throb at the confession. "But seeing your ass..." Jane's voice drifted off.
"Ooh, you like my ass?" Ginger whispered to her teacher. "Did you cum thinking about fingering it?"
"No, I did not." Jane countered.
"What happened then? And don't lie, I know I was close with my guess." Jane's student said in her teacher's ear.
Jane was hornier than she had ever been before. She needed to go home and rub herself to a massive orgasm. "I..." she began, hesitant to reveal the truth. "I thought about licking it." Blushing once again, Jane walked to the other side of the classroom.