I am a girl. Once in a math class, our teacher was very beautiful and in her twenties. Just five minutes after class, the teacher asked me to come to the podium to do the questions and see the students' discipline. The teacher went out to look for something. I could see that the teacher was in a hurry. I started asking her questions before the teacher left. The teacher had to tell me that the legs of the pantyhose skirt worn by the teacher have been rubbing, and from time to time, one hand is covering her ass. The teacher said that and hurried out, and I followed her. I stopped the teacher and said I wanted to go to the bathroom. The teacher agreed. I asked the teacher where I was going. The teacher said that I have been putting water in the toilet. The teacher squatted down directly and covered the door. When he saw me go out, he immediately returned to the classroom. I continue to do the problem. Because I was in the first row, I saw that the teacher had been building the archives department. Finally, the class was over and the students went to exercise. I continue to ask the teacher questions, so that the teacher can drink more water. When he saw that there were only two of us left, he said teacher. I have no choice. I saw that the teacher couldn't stand, so I helped her to the toilet. On the way, I deliberately touched the teacher's abdomen. The teacher immediately bent 90 degrees and covered the gate. I saw the teacher's ass because it was a short skirt. I watched the teacher's stall get wet slowly, and the urine ran down the pantyhose. After peeing all over the floor, the teacher went to the toilet. The teacher pulled down the skirt in front with one hand and covered it with the other. At the door of the toilet, the teacher stopped again. The teacher squatted on the ground. When I saw the bulge under him, I knew the teacher was pulling his pants. I secretly smiled and went home, but I forgot that my skirt was wet on the way home. Fortunately, no one saw the teacher resign the next day.