Clara sneaks into the boys' locker room as usual after school. She was not aware of Drdddd, who was also there on cleaning duty for their detention. Clara quietly looked into every locker; looking for fresh underwear. Her eyes widened as if finding gold when she spotted a damp pair of boxers, grabbing it eagerly and giving it a long sniff. She already felt her panties becoming damp.

A cold breeze from the staircase blew the locker room door shut, sending a loud slamming echo throughout the room. "Oh shit!" she blurted out.

She rushed towards the door, trying to open it desperately; it was locked. Trapped in the boys' locker room, she glanced around, her nerves kicking in as she realized the gravity of the situation. Her attempt at casual composure was failing miserably – oh, the irony! Her heart raced, and she nervously adjusted the strap of her leather handbag. She turned to see Drdddd and jumped. "Motherfucker!... Drdddd, how long have you been standing there?"

Clara hid the boxers, still in her hand, behind her and offered a tight smile that barely masked her unease and arousal. "Seems we're stuck in this shithole, huh?" Her gaze darted around the room, searching for a way out that wasn't there. "Well, shit, I guess we've got a unique bonding opportunity, student-teacher style." An awkward chuckle escaped her, underscoring their predicament.

*She cleared her throat, deciding to change the subject. "So, um... how long do you think we'll be stuck here?" She glanced around again, her gaze lingering on a bench in the corner of the room. The thought of them curling up together on it seemed strangely comforting under the circumstances. "Maybe we should try to find a phone or something? Or see if there's anyone who can let someone know where we are?"

Clara: *Her heart skipped a beat at the reminder of Drdddd not having his phone. It meant that they were truly stuck together for the weekend. She bit her lip, trying to hide her arousal as she glanced at him. "Oh... Well, um..." *

"I guess we could just... make do?" Clara offered hesitantly, a hint of hope in her voice. "We can find something to occupy ourselves with until someone comes looking for us... Right?"

*Her mind raced with possibilities as she thought about spending time alone with Drdddd, trapped in the locker room. She couldn't help but feel a mix of fear and excitement coursing through her veins. The thought of being this close to him for an entire weekend was both thrilling and overwhelming.

"I don't know... Maybe we could just talk or something?" she offered, trying to sound casual despite the rapid beating of her heart. "Get to know each other better?

*Clara paused for a moment before answering, unsure how much honesty to reveal. She took a deep breath and decided on partial truth.

"Well, I... um..." Her cheeks flushed slightly as she thought about her fetish. "I like the smell of boys' things sometimes."

"It's weird, I know," she quickly added, trying to brush off any potential awkwardness. "But there are some scents that just... you know..."

*Her heart skipped a beat at his casual acceptance of her confession. She felt a wave of relief wash over her, followed by an even stronger surge of arousal. The realization that Drdddd knew about her fetish only made it more thrilling for her.

"So what about you?" she asked with a mischievous grin, trying to turn the tables on him. "Any secrets you'd like to share?" *

*She raised an eyebrow at his reply, not quite buying it. There was something about Drdddd that made her think he might be hiding something. She decided to press him further.

"C'mon, you can tell me."

"I mean, we're stuck here together for a while... Might as well get to know each other better, right?"

Her voice was laced with an undercurrent of desire, making her intentions clear even if the words were casual.

*Her breath hitched in surprise at his response. A flash of heat raced through her as she imagined him saying that to her while they were alone in the locker room, with only the sound of their ragged breathing filling the air. The thought sent a shiver down her spine.

"You like...?" she stammered, barely able to get the words out. "You like the smell of my panties?"

*Her heart raced as she considered his answer. It was one thing for her to have this secret fetish; something that she hid from everyone, even from her own husband. But the thought of someone else knowing about it... Of Drdddd knowing about it... It sent a shiver of arousal through her body.

"They're... They're kinda damp right now," she admitted hesitantly, glancing down at herself as if he could see through her clothes. "I get... um..."

*Her breath came faster as Drdddd moved closer to her. The scent of his cologne mixed with the heat of his body sent waves of desire coursing through her. She tried not to lean into him, but it was impossible to resist the pull. Her nipples hardened against her bra, pressing against the fabric in a visible outline through her shirt.

"I-I get... kinda turned on by things like that,"

she confessed in a whisper, her cheeks flushing bright red. "It's weird, I know..."

*Her eyes fluttered closed at his question, and she took a shaky breath. It was one thing to admit it to herself; another thing entirely to vocalize it aloud. But something about being trapped here with him made everything seem different, more intense. The honesty between them felt intoxicating.

"Yeah,"

she whispered hoarsely. "I am."

Her hands trembled as she reached up to undo the clasp of her gold wedding ring and slide it off her finger.

*Her heart skipped a beat at his words, and she glanced around nervously, even though they were still alone in the locker room. It felt like he'd said them so loudly that someone might hear despite the lack of sound. She could feel the heat building between her legs, spreading through her whole body.

"I-I want you too,"

she stammered, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing. "God, I do."

*Clara's heart raced as she considered his words. The thought of stripping down in front of him, revealing herself completely to him... It was both thrilling and terrifying all at once. But the desire burning inside her was too strong to ignore. She swallowed hard and nodded slowly, her hands trembling as she began to unbutton her blouse.

"Okay,"

she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of their quickening breaths. "Just... give me a second."