I was sitting in my usual spot in the lecture hall, listening to my professor discuss the finer points of economics. As the class went on, I found myself getting increasingly bored and restless. I started fidgeting in my seat and absentmindedly playing with the hem of my skirt. Suddenly, I had an idea. I discreetly slid my hand between my legs and started rubbing myself through my panties. The sensation was incredible and I couldn't resist continuing. I closed my eyes and focused on the feeling, completely forgetting where I was. It wasn't until I heard a throat-clearing from the front of the room that I snapped out of my trance. My eyes flew open to see my professor staring directly at me with a mixture of shock and amusement on his face. I quickly pulled my hand away and sat up straight, my face turning bright red. My professor paused for a moment before continuing on with the lecture, as if nothing had happened. I was mortified, but also strangely turned on by the whole situation. I couldn't believe what I had just done, but at the same time, I couldn't deny how good it felt. After class, I was filled with a mix of embarrassment and excitement. I couldn't believe that I had actually touched myself in front of my professor. But as I walked out of the lecture hall, I couldn't help but feel a sense of empowerment. I had taken control of my own pleasure and didn't care who knew it. Looking back on it now, I have no regrets about what I did. It was a daring and risky move, but it was also an unforgettable experience. And who knows, maybe my professor enjoyed the show too.