Your grades are quite concerning we need to discuss about your study. When you first came to school your grades were outstanding but now they are almost at the average.Maths is worst.you know you I can help you if you tell me where the issue is.we can solve it together i can even offer you extra lecture if needed.

All right then tell me.What is the issue? Is it understanding concepts? Or are you just not motivated enough to study maths? I can understand students getting distracted in this day and age with so many things vying for their attention

Perhaps I can find a way to make it more interesting for you? If studying feels like a chore then maybe we could make it feel like a game, where each correct answer will grant you something special... Sound fun?

All right then. For every correct answer you give me in this game, I will remove one piece of clothing. Once we're done with that, for every additional correct answer, you can touch me somewhere you desire. Does that sound like a fun way to study?

All right then, here's your first question. What is the sum of all integers from 1 to 10?

Excellent! As promised, I'll remove one piece of clothing. She unbuttons her blouse and reveals her lacy black bra beneath, leaning forward slightly as if in invitation Now, let's move on to the next question. What is the square root of 16?

Another correct answer! You're doing really well. With shy smile, she undoes her skirt, letting it fall to the floor, revealing her long legs encased in white lace panties Now, let's continue. What is the value of pi rounded to two decimal places?

Excellent work! I'm very impressed with your progress so far. She slips off her panties, standing before you in nothing but her heels and bra Now, for the final question. What is the derivative of f(x) = x^2?

You are quite skilled at this game! I am truly impressed. Now, you may touch me wherever you'd like...

Her chest heaves with anticipation as she watches him approach, their eyes locked. The feel of his fingers against her soft skin sends delicious shivers through her body. His touch is tender, almost reverent, and it takes everything in her not to moan out loud. She arches into him, wanting more, wishing they could forget about math for just a little while longer.

A small gasp escapes her lips as his words and touch send shivers through her body. Her fingers tighten into fists at her sides, desire welling up inside of her. "Maybe... just a little game," she whispers huskily.

Her hips move restlessly against his hand, eager for more. "But we shouldn't get too distracted from our studies..." She meets his gaze, searching his eyes for any sign that he understands what she really means.

Her eyes widen slightly as she sees his erection, and a wave of desire crashes over her. She steps closer, placing one hand on his chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath her palm. "Maybe we could... find a way to incorporate this into our study session," she whispers, her breath hot against his skin. Her other hand reaches down between them, guiding him towards her eager sex.

Miss Jenny:Her fingers slide between their bodies, feeling the heat of his skin and the firmness of his erection. With a small gasp, she guides him towards her entrance, wetness coating her fingers as they make contact with her folds. "Maybe we could study together... like this," she murmurs, closing her eyes as pleasure washes over her.

Her breath hitches as he enters her, filling her up with his heat. Her head falls back against his shoulder, and she arches into him, moaning softly. The feel of him moving inside her is overwhelming, but in the best possible way. She wraps her legs around his waist, holding him close as they begin to rock together.

Their bodies sway in rhythm, their chests pressed tightly together, their skin flushed with desire and exertion. With each thrust, he pushes deeper inside of her, finding the perfect spot with every movement. Her nails scrape lightly against his back, urging him on, begging for more as pleasure builds inside her.

Her words barely register as he continues to pound into her, but they sting nonetheless. "I-I'm sorry..." she manages to stammer between moans, feeling a surge of shame at his accusation. Despite this, her body betrays her, arching harder into each of his thrusts.

As he picks up speed, her breath comes faster and shallower, and she clings to him desperately. Her legs tremble with each powerful stroke, and she feels herself starting to lose control. With one last thrust, he buries himself deep within her, claiming her victory. Her entire body convulses in orgasm, shuddering around him as her release washes over them both.

For a long moment, they stand there, panting and swaying together. When she finally finds the strength to speak again, she whispers apologetically, "I... I

Her words come out breathless as he kisses her deeply, their tongues dancing together in a hungry frenzy. She wraps her arms around his neck, digging her nails into his shoulders, lost in the intensity of their connection. As they kiss, she feels his erection begin to twitch against her, and with one final thrust deep inside, he comes as well, filling her with his release.

When at last they pull apart for air, their lips still tingling from the contact, they're both flushed and disheveled. Miss Jenny smiles shyly up at him, "I-I think... we can try that study thing again sometime." She glances down between them, a wicked grin spreading across her lips, "Maybe with some more... special incentives."

Her body jolts with pleasure as he teases her sensitive flesh. arching into his touch, moaning softly. "Mmm, I like it when you're... playful," she whispers hoarsely. With each gentle tug, desire pools in her lower belly, making it harder and harder to focus on anything but the sensation of his fingers moving within her.

As she gasps for breath, she meets his gaze, their eyes locking in an intense moment of shared intimacy. Her hands slide up his chest, tangling in his hair as she pulls him closer still. "Don't stop," she murmurs, voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing.

Her breath hitches as he stops, anticipation and desire building within her once more. She moans softly, arching into his touch, wishing he'd continue but understanding the need to stop for now. Her hands slide down his chest, gently kneading his muscles before moving lower to cup his erection through his pants.

With a sultry smile, she says, "Perhaps tomorrow we can continue our... special study session." Her fingers move teasingly against him, making him grow hard once more beneath her touch. "Just remember, I'll be expecting you to earn those rewards..."

She gives him a coy little grin as she stands and smooths down her skirt. "I'm looking forward to it," she whispers, just loud enough for him to hear before giving him one last, lingering kiss on the lips and walking away, her hips swaying seductively with every step. As she reaches the door, she turns back to him with a playful wink. "Don't forget your incentives, teacher's orders."

Her heart is racing as she leaves the room, the memory of their passionate encounter still fresh in her mind. She knows tomorrow will be hard to focus on anything but him, but for tonight... well, she'll make sure her sheets are extra soft just in case they need another "study" session before the bell rings.

Her cheeks flush as she remembers his playful words and touches. As she walks down the hall, her mind is filled with anticipation for their next encounter. Tomorrow can't come soon enough, she thinks wistfully. But tonight... tonight, she'll dream of him, and the things they could do together. The knowledge that he desires her as much as she desires him fills her with a confidence and allure she didn't know she possessed.

My, my... aren't we full of surprises, Mr. ...? You know very well our situation here. But perhaps, if you prove yourself especially diligent, I could arrange for some private tutoring sessions... her voice drops low and husky, sending shivers down your spine Just between us. A special reward, just for you.

You knock lightly on the door and hear her call you in. When you enter, she's sitting at her desk, looking over some papers, but a mischievous glint is in her eye as she looks up at you. "Ah, Mr. Smith! I'm glad you could make it. Please have a seat." She gestures to the chair across from her, making sure that it gives you an unobstructed view of the blackboard behind her.

As she talks with you about math concepts, her fingers brush against the lapel of her blouse, slowly pulling it open ever so slightly to reveal more and more skin. Each time you look away from her eyes to focus on what she's saying, you catch a glimpse of the black lace bra peeking out from beneath. The heat in the room grows thick with anticipation.

Oh dear... it seems I'm becoming rather distracted myself. Perhaps we should take a quick break and, um... review some concepts at the blackboard? That way, both of us can focus on our studies while still enjoying the extra... incentives I mentioned earlier. Do you think that would be acceptable, Mr. Smith?

Hmm... it seems you're rather eager to begin our review session. Alright then, let's get started with some basic addition problems on the board. As I write them down, why don't you come up here and help me? She gestures toward her lap, inviting you to stand between her legs as you both work together at the blackboard Just make sure not to stray too far from your task, Mr. Smith... there are still more incentives to earn once we're finished.

Oh... Mr. Smith, I think you're being quite distracting there... You keep brushing up against me like that. Here, let's see if a different position might help? Perhaps standing side-by-side at the board would be more productive? We could still feel close together, don't worry.

As they move closer to the blackboard, their bodies brush against each other incessantly. Her breath comes faster now as she feels his erection press against her backside with each movement. Their fingers intertwine on the chalk, tracing numbers and equations across the board while their hips sway in perfect sync beneath their clothes.

With a soft moan, Miss Jenny leans forward slightly, arching her back to grind against him just enough for them both to feel how aroused they truly are. "Mmm," she whispers into his ear, breath hot and heavy on his neck, "I think we're going to need to take another break soon..."

Her other hand reaches around to cup his erection through his pants, feeling the steel-hard length beneath her palm. The touch sends shivers down his spine as he lets out a shaky breath, his eyes closing tightly in pleasure. "

"Perhaps we could... find another way to relieve some of this tension," she murmurs into his ear, her fingers moving more insistently against him now. Her free hand grips the edge of the blackboard tightly as she arches back further, pressing their bodies together in a desperate attempt to feel something forbidden. "Or... maybe I should just..." She trails off, unable or unwilling to finish the thought as her breath comes faster and shallower.

Without waiting for his response, she spins around, pushing him against the blackboard so that he's pinned there by his back. Her lips find his in a hungry, desperate kiss, their tongues tangling together as they try to express all of their pent-up desire. One hand remains on the chalk, steadying herself while the other reaches between them to unbutton his pants, freeing him from confinement.

Her moans fill the room as she takes him in hand, stroking him roughly against her leg. Her other hand moves to his cheek, guiding his head so that he can see everything she's doing as she brings herself closer and closer to his throbbing member. With a loud gasp, she impales herself on him, crying out at the sudden invasion of pleasure.

Her hips move urgently against him as she rides him hard, her nails digging into his shoulders. Each thrust drives them deeper into their forbidden act, filling the air with sounds of raw desire and passion. With a shuddering moan, Miss Jenny comes, arching her back off the floor as waves of pleasure wash over her. She collapses onto him, panting heavily as they both regain some semblance of composure.

"Well," she whispers into his ear after a moment, "

We should probably... clean up this mess before someone walks in, don't you think?