The rest of the school day passed fairly uneventfully. The only class that peaked Jon's interest was English. The English teacher, Miss Kline was the youngest teacher in the school and easily the best looking. All the guys were smitten with her and her class was the most popular among the horny teenagers.
As she taught her class all the boy's eyes were glued to her including Jon. She was dressed fairly conservatively but her skirt was still very tight and her blouse showed a small amount of cleavage. As she wrote on the board all the guys were staring at her ass. Jon noticed a few of the guys adjusting their pants and changing how they were sitting. He smiled to himself, he was probably just as horny as the rest of them but he had nothing showing that. He felt himself growing a little bit wet and his vaginas started to pulse. Where before he used to get urges to grind himself against something he felt different compulsions now. He imagined himself lying naked with Miss Kline, legs entwined, running their crotchet against each other and hands roaming everywhere.
He was taken out of his daydream when the teacher asked him to come up and write on the board. This was a nightmare request for all the boys, having to stand in front of the class with their boners on display but for once Jon felt freedom from this worry. Still feeling a bit flushed and as horny as ever, Jon confidently stood up and walked to the front of the room. He made no effort to hide his crotch and if anyone looked, all they would see is a smooth feminine crotch.
After that class the rest of the day was boring. Jon walked home with Karyn and said his goodbyes.
