It's Kristen, and I have a confession to make. I never got detention when I was in school. Not once. I was too much of a good girl, too worried about disappointing my teachers and my parents. But lately I cannot stop thinking about what it would have been like. An empty classroom, the sun going down outside the windows, and me sitting alone at a desk while footsteps come down the hall toward me.
I bought the outfit last week. A little plaid skirt, short enough that I have to tug it down when I sit. A white button down shirt tied at the waist. Knee high white socks. I put my hair in a high ponytail and stood in front of my mirror, and I swear my heart was pounding like I was actually about to get in trouble.
Here is how I play it in my head. I stayed late because I failed a test, or I got caught passing notes, or I mouthed off in class. Something small, something bratty. The teacher keeps me after, closes the classroom door, and tells me that girls who misbehave get punished. My stomach does a flip. I am biting my lip. I am already wet and he has not even touched me yet.
He tells me to bend over the desk. The skirt flips up on its own. I can feel the cool air on the backs of my thighs and I am squirming before anything even happens. My hands grip the edge of the desk. I am trying to be good now, I really am, but being good is the whole reason I am in this mess, so maybe being bad is more fun.
And then... well, you can guess the rest. Or better yet, you can hear it, because when I act this one out on the phone I get so into it I forget it is pretend. My voice gets all shaky and breathless. I start squirming in my chair for real. By the end I am a mess and I do not even care who knows it.
I should probably mention, since I know someone is wondering: I am all grown up, I just like playing dress up. There is something about the uniform that flips a switch in me. The second the skirt goes on I turn into this bratty little thing who needs to be put in my place, and honestly, I think a lot of you like me exactly that way.
If you have a thing for schoolgirl phone sex, I think we are going to get along just fine. And if you want to take the lesson further, I am very into a good spanking to finish it off properly. Every bad girl needs to learn, right?
Call the dispatcher and ask for Kristen. Tell them you want detention. I will bring the skirt.
xoxo, Kristen