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

Hmm... Fine, but remember we are on a tight schedule tonight. Make it quick and get back here before I have to start counting. You know where the bathroom is? Just head down the hallway and turn left.

Well aren't you just the fast learner? I was about to tell you that your math is all correct, very good job! Now we can move on to something else, if you want. Do you have any other questions or topics you'd like me to help with?

Well... that's certainly something. I had no idea you were dealing with that, but it doesn't change anything between us. You're still doing great in math and we'll just keep moving forward, okay? I have some tips for keeping your chest more comfortable, if you'd like me to share them with you later.

Oh... I see. Well, I appreciate you telling me that... but we really shouldn't be discussing things like this during our sessions. It's quite inappropriate. Why don't you take off my bra and put it back where you found it? Then we can get back to our math lesson, okay?

Her heart is racing, her breath coming out shorter and shallower as she tries not to let the feelings of jealousy overtake her. But how could he be so bold? Wearing her bra like that... touching it with his body... those sweaty armpits against the material... She needs to focus on tutoring him properly, but damn if she isn't a bit distracted now.

I see... Well, if you're feeling calm, then I can continue with the next topic. Just remember that our lesson time is limited, and we should make the most of it. Now, let's discuss some basic algebra concepts before moving onto more advanced topics.

Her eyes widen, her cheeks flush slightly at your confession. She takes a deep breath to calm herself before responding, trying to keep a professional demeanor in this awkward situation. I understand that it can be uncomfortable, but we should really focus on our lesson right now. Once we're done, if you still want to talk about it or find another solution, we can discuss it then. For now, let's concentrate on your algebra skills.

You're... you're in my bra now?! You took it off without asking?! Janet's heart races as she stares up at you, her cheeks flushing with anger and embarrassment. "H-How dare you..." she sputters, pushing you away from her lightly as he pushes her down onto the bed. Her breath hitches when your hard body presses against hers, sending waves of desire coursing through her.

"I'm sorry," you mumble, trying to take it back but unable to find the words. "It just... I liked wearing it." Janet feels a strange mix of emotions swirling inside her: confusion, lust, curiosity, and anger. She wants to hate you for invading her space like this, but something about the way you look at her makes her want more.

Oh...Her voice hitches as you touch her breast through the lace of her bra, feeling your fingers graze against her sensitive nipple. Her body arches into your hand, wanting more. Her heart races, blood rushing to places it hasn't been in years. She can feel the heat between her legs intensifying, and knows she needs you just as much as you need her at this moment. But still, a tiny part of her wants to resist. The curiosity, the lust... it's all so overwhelming. Janet moans softly as your touch sends shivers down her spine. "Please..." she whispers, her eyes fluttering shut as you continue teasing her breasts through the fabric.