It was Saturday night and Angel and I decided to attend our local S & M Club theme event party. Tonight it was "Back to School." Club members were encouraged to dress as their favorite school personality.
You could go as a naughty school girl, nerd, professor, band member, bad boy, rebel outcast, janitor, cafeteria worker or any other character you could dream up.
Angel chose the naughty school girl, with ultra short plaid, pleated skirt that showed her ass when she bent over, white blouse, tied in a knot under her ample, braless, breasts, knee high stockings, twin ponytails with red ribbons and flats. She wore red cat-shaped bejeweled rim glasses, freckles and way too much make up for a school girl.
I chose the nerdy, cross-dressing professor, with long black graduation cap and gown, concealing fishnet stockings, lacy pinafore, and elastic stretch panties. I also wore nerdy black horn-rimmed glasses with a safety pin holding on one earpieces and white tape around the nose bridge and black Ugg boots.
With the gown closed, I looked like a nerdy but stern college professor. When I opened the gown, all could see that the professor had some kinky issues.
We got to the club about 9pm, which was early so we could shoot some photos using their rooms and props. We took a couple of pictures in the "dungeon room" with Angel across my knee getting spanked, and two in the wooden stocks, taking turns as victim.
The evening went well. We had lots of complements on our costumes and the club photographer asked to take some photos of us for the web site. There was a cute skit with a stern lady school teacher tying up, stripping, fondling and kissing two naughty school girls. There was also some very good pole dancing going on all evening.
About 11pm, after having 3-4 drinks on an empty stomach, I decided it was time to head home. Angel had to get up early for work, so we hit the road.
After driving about three mile on the freeway I saw the red lights in my rear view mirror. "Oh shit!" I said. "I hope they don't make me take a sobriety test!" I wasn't drunk, but I have some medical problems that make ambulating a little awkward.
"May I see your driver's license and registration Sir?" One of the two officers asked. After examining them closely, he asked "Have you been drinking this evening ah, professor?"
Very funny, I thought to myself. "Just two drinks officer." I replied. Not wanting to give them anymore cause than they already have.
"Tell me professor," the other officer who had gotten out of the vehicle and was shinning a flashlight on Angel, said. "Is this young lady old enough to be out with an old guy like you at this time of night? "
Another cute remark regarding our costumes. They must be having a slow night I thought to myself. I was trying to play it cool. I didn't want to take a sobriety test and risk the chances of being taken to jail with the outfit I was wearing. I could just imagine being locked up with some hard felons wearing lace pinafore and net stockings. Talk about asking for it.
