They panted and laid against each other, his weight was resting on her body. Gasping for air, she just laid there and waited for her normal breathing to return.
She sat up, her uniform was covered in his come. Feebley, she unbuttoned her top, shedding it and her tie. She didn't look at him though, she just sat facing away from him in her bra, her skirt still on, panties gone. She couldn't figure out what was going on with him. She wanted to cast a cleaning spell on herself but felt like she needed to ask permisson, his spunk was in her hair.
"Am I?" she said in a detached sort of voice. She laughed and stared around at the closet they were supposed to be cleaning.