Jessica's Scarf and the Old School Copier_(0) by Barbarian Dogwoggle

Jessica Roberts — 23 years old
— Newest science teacher. Stunningly beautiful, smart, lonely. Annoyed at being ignored.
Mr. Skinner — 34 years old
— High school principal. Single, geeky, strict, fair. A hopeless romantic, but awkward with women.
Dirk, Nick, Paul, and Abe — 15 years old
— Four naughty 10th grade boys. Horny, gregarious, affable, unruly, incorrigible.
Matt Summers — 23 years old
— School janitor. Tall, large, friendly, handsome, hard working.
Mr. Roberts — 48 years old
— Jessica’s dad. Loving doting father ready to do anything for (and to) his daughter.

Note: This story is based on a true event involving an attractive graduate student, but in real life, the healthy male in the room with her at the time relinquished an exceptional opportunity, though this left him with vivid fantasies to write about.

————————————-

MONDAY

Jessica Roberts was excited to start teaching at the local high school. This was the same school she graduated from only five years earlier. When she was a student there, she was a smart girl who was usually the center of attention. She was popular and stunning. Now she is still stunning, but all of her better friends have seem to have fled and she was stuck living in her parent’s basement with no money, no car, and a load of debt, so no more Miss Popularity. But now she was the newest science teacher in the school eager for her first real paycheck. She received her masters degree and teaching certificate with little enough trouble, but starting full time was a bit intimidating.

Her meetings with the principal who hired her were somewhat tense. Mr. Skinner is young and single, and he just arrived at the school only two years earlier. He has earned a reputation for being very strict and he does dish out punishment, but he also runs a tight ship and treats everyone fairly without favoritism. Students connect with him rather well and all the teachers like him. But he seemed to be rather uncomfortable around Jessica. She is used to seeing uncomfortable men. Her looks make that a rather routine event. He went over the rules and articulated his expectations, and he tried to give her a tour of the school and her classroom. Not much has changed, but the school did have a new auditorium and music facility. She noticed that the old band room had been replaced by a media center with a few chairs and a tables near the center, but the small recording booth up in the back was still there with its dark tinted windows and its raised door in the hallway.

Jessica laughed when she saw the old school copier there in the media center on the wall right behind where the conductor used to wave his baton. It was old when she was a student there.
“You still have that decrepit old thing?”
“Well, the budget has been rather tight. It’s having some trouble, so please do not use it without special instruction and permission.”
Jessica wasn’t really paying attention to the boring man… umm… principal, Mr. Skinner.

Jessica was assigned three classes and three preparation periods each day and lunchroom duty.
“Let’s see how you handle these classes before we give you anything more challenging,” the principal droned on.
Jessica was pleased to get an honors freshman class, a 2nd curriculum 10th grade class, and an upper level AP class for last period. She was thrilled with getting an AP class to teach. Only the 10th grade class worried her a little. She avoided the kids in that kind of class when she was an honors student here.
The principal was still rather uncomfortable. Jessica was dressed in a pair of tight jeans and a low cut and tapered fitted red blouse that really showed off her hourglass figure. She wore an exquisite red bra that could easily been seen from several angles. This one pressed her ample breasts together in a most appealing manner. From some angles, even more could be seen.
“You should dress well for the first day of school. The pants you’re wearing are really not appropriate.”
“Skirts and dresses then?”
“That would be better. You know how teenage boys can be, right?”
“Right.”
“And your top.”
“Yes?”
“Way too much skin showing for this school.”
“Got it.”
Jessica wasn’t worried. This center of attention almost never worries.
“On Friday, the teachers dress more casually. Casual Friday.”
“Oh. That’s nice. I don’t remember teachers doing that five years ago.”
“I wasn’t here five years ago.”

TUESDAY

Jessica dressed modestly for the first day of school and was basically ignored. The other teachers ignored her, the principal ignored her, and most of the students ignored her. The boys were friendly to her, but those 15 and 16 year old girls were their real center of their attention. Jessica expected some sort of homecoming party, but no one even remembered her being there except a handful of teachers who were friendly enough, though they didn’t seem to remember her all that well.
“That was disappointing.”

Her 10th grade class was the rowdy one, as she had anticipated. There were four overly active boys in the rear corner who looked to cause trouble. They also had all the other students, especially the girls, constantly looking back in their direction. Such backward glances would only encourage them to engage in even more outrageous acts. These boys were the center of attention in this class. Looking to prevent future problems, she assigned them to the front row seats and spread them out with a girl sitting between each of them. She put their apparent leader, Dirk, on her far left near the door. The largest scary looking one, a tall black youth named Abe, was put on the far right by the window. A short wiry kid, Nick, was installed left of center, and finally, the pretty boy, Paul, was installed just right of center. Problem solved. Right?
Paul winked at her twice. Nick showed her his tongue.

When the first day was over, Jessica was tired. Teaching like this was a lot less fun than she had anticipated. Since she had so much fun being there as a student, she just expected that it would still be fun, but it wasn’t. It was hard work.

THURSDAY

Jessica dressed modestly for the second day and third day wearing a modest skirt and a loose thin sweater with an elegant scarf. She looked nice, but again, she was basically ignored. She wasn’t used to being ignored, and it was starting to piss her off. She had no friends at all. She couldn’t really socialize with the kids, and most of the staff was much older or married or gay, and, well, just not people with whom she would expect to socialize. It was basically a social wasteland for a young woman still in her early 20s. At least her classes were going reasonable well and she was considered competent.

“Oh Daddy.”
“Yes. Sweetie.”
“I hate my school. I hate teaching. And I hate living here.”
“Is it all that bad?”
“I have no friends. I have no boyfriend. No one at school is my age. Everyone there ignores me.”
“Give it some time. You’ve only been home for four weeks and at school for three days. Seek friends elsewhere. You know this town.”
“Yea. OK Daddy. I’ll miss you when I move out of here.”
She kissed him on the cheek.
“Well, it shouldn’t be too soon. You should save your money and get a car first… and pay down those damn student loans.”
“Right. OK Dad.”

FRIDAY

On Friday, she remembered that she could dress casually. She looked through her closet and wanted to put on something that would get her some attention. She was tired of being ignored. She came across her “Bad Teacher” Halloween costume from three years ago and laughed. This was an exact copy of the outfit Elizabeth Hurley wore in the movie “Bedazzled” (note to readers, Google images: “Bedazzled teacher Hurley” to see a picture of this costume), with a pleated paid skirt that was way too short, a mid-sleeve red sweater with a white blouse underneath, and tall dark knee socks. She even looked a lot like Elizabeth Hurley, including the dark rimmed glasses. Her height at 5’8″ and her figure were an exact match but Jessica’s chin was a little rounder than Hurley’s and she looked a bit more innocent. With the plaid skirt, Jessica was showing way too much of her long legs, and if she turned quickly you could see that she was wearing attractive white panties. This was more than casual Friday fare, and she knew it was too much, but she wanted to test the limits. She wanted to be noticed again. The only addition to her outfit was an elegant flowing red scarf that she wore around her neck. She liked scarves.

As she walked into the school, all the boys were looking at her long attractive legs. She was a dream. The principal saw her and summoned her to his office.
“What in hell are you wearing today?”
“Don’t I look nice?”
“Your outfit is way over the top. This is a high school!”
He looked angry and flustered.
“But you said Friday was casual.”
“Casual, not pornographic.”
“This isn’t pornographic.”
“Yea. I recognize the ‘Bad Teacher’ outfit from ‘Bedazzled’. You do look very nice. But how do you expect your male students to pay attention?”
“Is it really that bad?”
“Yes. And I am going to punish you.”
“Punish me? How?”
“I haven’t decided yet, but you will be punished.”
“Oh.”
“And if you dress like that again, I will fire you.”
“Oh.”
“Now go home and change.”
“I… I can’t. I have no transportation… my dad…, and my classes will start soon.”
“Can you lengthen the skirt?”
“Um… I can pull it down a little… maybe 6 inches.”
“OK. OK. Do that and go to class. We’re not done talking about this you trollop.”
Jessica’s face turned red. “You can’t call me a trollop. I haven’t had sex in nearly a year.”
“I am sorry. I’m just angry.”
“I’m sorry too.” She leaned in and gave the man a kiss on his cheek. He blushed profusely.
After she left his office, Jessica lowered her skirt as told to do so, and now there was a very cute 4″ band of soft tanned flesh all the way around her waist. This was not the improvement the principal was looking for.