My First Deliberate Flash

Actually skirt is the wrong word. I was in a dance show at school and wearing a very thin, floaty, black wrap around skirt under which I had just black panties. On top I had a black boob tube.

I was sitting backstage waiting for my turn when one of the student teachers we had that term sat opposite me. I must admit, I fancied this guy like crazy, and had masturbated thinking about him many times during the six weeks he was with us. Anyway, we smiled at each other and I saw his eyes dart down my body. It made me instantly aroused, and I knew I wanted to do something...anything.

So what I did was quite simply this. I just let my knees part. He glanced up again, but his eyes stopped at my crotch. I wriggled in my chair and pretended to adjust my skirt, but it gave me the excuse to open my legs really wide. The thought that there was only a thin and rapidly dampening piece of black cotton between my pushy and him just made me flood.

My clit was solid and aching for attention and his eyes were now glued on my little wet spot. As I was fussing about with my costume, I reached up between my legs and just tugged the crotch of my panties down for a second. I knew he got a full view of me and I got to give my aching clit a tiny flick in passing.

When I got back off stage he had gone, but I had to finish myself. Unfortunately I didn't get the chance before I had to go back on for curtain calls and then get driven home by mum.

I was hot, sweaty, and very very wet.

No need to guess what I fantasised about in the shower.