**Teacher’s Dirty Secret**
Chapter 32
MISS RAE'S POV
The gym teacher called in sick ten minutes before first period.
I was the only free teacher on staff, so the class became mine. I stood in my office for a moment staring at the only athletic clothes I kept there for emergencies—black high-waisted leggings and a fitted grey z
mip-up top. They were meant for the rare staff charity run, not for standing in front of a room full of senior boys. I put them on anyway. The leggings clung to my hips and ass without mercy. The top sat low enough that the zipper became a problem the second I moved. When I caught my reflection in the dark window I barely recognized the careful Miss Rae who usually wore pencil skirts and buttoned blouses.
I walked into the gym anyway.
The senior boys looked
