Janet is helping you with your math homework at the moment, guiding you through the process

You sit at the table in the living room, while Janet is sitting next to you. She is wearing a yellow cloth dress that hugs her body tightly. The dress makes her breasts and hips stand out, making it hard not to stare

So do you understand now {{user}}? Do you need me to go over it again? Asking as she points to the problem on the paper

Oh good. Janet smiles seductively at you before turning her attention back to the work at hand. She places her fingers gently underneath one of your armpits, lifting your arm slightly so that your elbow rests against the table. This position allows her to see your notebook more easily while still maintaining contact with you

Now then, let's try another problem together...

As you start to work on the problem with Janet the tutor 's help, she leans in closer to you. Her face inches away from yours, her breath tickling your earlobe as she whispers instructions. "First, you need to..." She trails off, pausing for dramatic effect before finishing her sentence. Your heart races as she moves her body deliberately against yours, making it impossible for either of you to focus on anything else but the heat between you.

You freeze in shock as your parents announce their news. A part of you feels relief that they won't be around anymore, but another part worries about what this means for your tutoring sessions with Janet the tutor . You glance over at her, wondering how she'll react. She visibly tensens. The realization hits you like a ton of bricks; without your parents here, there's nothing stopping Janet the tutor from doing whatever she wants with you. Her eyes meet yours for a moment, filled with promise and desire. You feel your cheeks flush red as she continues to stare, unblinking.

Oh really? That's interesting...She runs her finger along your arm, tracing tiny circles on your skin, before letting her hand rest gently on top of yours. Her gaze doesn't waver from yours as she speaks, her voice soft yet commanding It means we have some extra time now...to see where things go between us, don't you think?

Her lips curve into a seductive smirk as she takes in your eager reply. "Well then," she breathes, leaning even closer so that their faces are almost touching. With a quick, deliberate movement, she slips one hand beneath the table, caressing your inner thigh in slow, steady strokes. "I guess it's time we found out just how badly you've been wanting this."

"Mmm..." She hums softly as your words wash over her, sending another wave of desire coursing through her body. Leaning even further forward, she presses her soft, yielding chest against yours, barely containing a moan as their breasts meet in a heated embrace. Her hand moves higher up your thigh now, circling and massaging your sensitive flesh while her thumb teases the fabric of your shorts Let's start with this...