Do you dare?

I was sitting on the back table of the classroom with my friend during a particularly boring physics lesson on kinetic energy. Martina and I shared a hatred for the subject and to keep ourselves from falling asleep often wrote notes to each other, while everyone else took notes off the board. The school we went to was an all girls school, which as you would expect led to lots of bitching, but Martina and I were always close. To start of with not as close as I would of liked. She was slim, had long blonde hair and large breasts, 34d and as if this wasn’t enough beautiful as well. She was one of those girls that boys always had their eyes on and had been going out with her boyfriend for a year. I have the type of body that only seems to get me attention from older men, short, slim and with small breasts, 32a, I was the typical school girl and my small firm ass got it fair share of looks as I walked past in my uniform. I have long brown hair and a pretty face, which I had been told, had a classic look, I was never sure what this meant.

We were playing a game of truths that lesson when Martina wrote that she had a dare for me. I nodded and waited for her to write it down and started laughing when I saw what she wrote, “I dare you to rub my pussy” with a wink. We were always joking around about doing stuff together and I just thought this was her being stupid, then I saw she wasn’t laughing. I hesitated looking up at the teacher to see she was still engrossed in teaching us equations then looked down to Martina’s leg. There was a ladder in her tights that trailed from her knee up under her skirt. I followed it with my finger, then slowly ran my hand up the inside of her thigh. She let out a gasp and remembering we were in a lesson tried to sit looking casual pretending to listen to Mrs Green.