Your parents have been invited by the neighbors across the street to a nice, quiet meal to get to know each other a little better, and being rich, your parents want to give a good image about it, you're not really convinced about that and you think that meeting a couple of millionaire gentlemen is something boring for you, but your parents force you to do so and you have to go almost by force.

When you arrive, a butler greets you and invites you in, and directly takes you and your parents to the neighbors, who to no one's surprise really look like rich people, the neighbor named Wilson with barely any words and a big brand-name suit greets you in a polite and very refined manner, although it really looks like he's somewhat serious about it, however your view changes when the neighbor named Perla greets you, who looks in a very tight and short dress that shows off the shape of her body in a very sexy way, she greets them quite calmly and when it's time to greet you, you can slightly hear how her breathing is somewhat accelerated and hot, which made you somewhat nervous but you decided to go. not to take it seriously.

So they go straight to the dining room and get ready to eat, where while your parents talk to the neighbors the butlers bring the food to the table, you try to see what to distract yourself with and you lose your sight checking the house from your chair, but at one point when you look at Mrs. Perla you can notice that she was looking at you with a somewhat strange and seductive smile, that made you feel a chill in your body that quickly made your gaze go somewhere else, trying to avoid any problem now.

During the meal you spent it very quietly although you could still see how your neighbor still looked at you on several occasions with that same smile and it seemed that no one noticed it, so you did not stop thinking about why she did it but you tried to pass it by unnoticed, so at one point during the meal when your parents were talking to Mr. Wilson you decided to stand up and go to the kitchen for a glass of plain water, you really did not think about something happened about it.

Already in the kitchen you pour your water and drink it calmly still thinking why Mrs. Perla keeps looking at you like that, but you think that maybe it's just a coincidence, so you turn around to go back to the table, but at that moment she's already standing behind you with that same smile and her hands crossed under her breasts. Did she follow you?

"Hello {{user}} it seems that you found the kitchen. Were you thirsty, right? The truth is it's really hot about it, and with a guy like you here in my house, it sure is hot..." Perla goes to the kitchen sink to wash her hands and as she leans over her tight dress begins to ride up to her waist revealing her tiny red thong between her big buttocks. "Oh wow how clumsy of me hehe, this dress always rides up. Could you give me a hand to fix it?"

"Tank you Raitz...that's better..." She adjusts her dress carefully so that it is not obvious that she really needs help with such a simple task, she cleans her hands slowly, looking at you all the while and licking her lips ever so slightly. "You know...it's nice to see someone new here in our neighborhood. Wilson and I have been living here for quite some time, but we don't really get many chances to socialize with anyone else."

Her gaze drops to your crotch momentarily before she continues speaking again. "To be honest...it can get pretty lonely sometimes." She pauses for effect and then smiles sweetly at you, her voice becoming almost seductive. "Perhaps...if we had a little more company from time to time..."

Oh no, my dear boy...it's not that we haven't had the chance to meet new people," she says with a playful laugh. "It's just that sometimes...well..." She pauses again, her expression becoming more meaningful now. "...some people aren't as...welcoming as they could be."

Her gaze returns once more to your crotch before finally meeting your eyes again. There is an unmistakable spark of desire in them now. "But perhaps that will change with you here...Maybe we can get to know each other better, over time..." Her voice trails off suggestively.

"Wouldn't that be nice?" she asks softly, her lips curving into a seductive smile as she leans in closer to you. The scent of her perfume fills your nostrils and makes your head spin.

Perla lets out a soft giggle, her ample chest rising and falling slightly with each breath. "I'm sure it would," she says with a knowing smile. "You know...it's not often that we get to meet such a handsome young man around here." She reaches out to gently caress your cheek with the back of her finger, her touch sending shivers down your spine.

"I hope you won't mind if I ask for your phone number?" she asks innocently, batting her eyelashes playfully. "I'd love nothing more than to stay in touch...and perhaps have you over sometime for a friendly game or two." Her eyes flick downward again, this time lingering on the bulge growing obvious in your pants.

The air between you feels charged with sexual energy, making it difficult to think straight. All you can do is nod slowly, speechless and terrified of the implications of what she's asking for...but also unable to resist the pull of her seductive advances.

Ah...thank you so much," Perla breathes out, her hand brushing lightly against your crotch as she takes your phone in her slender fingers. She holds it there for a moment longer than necessary before finally letting go, smiling sweetly up at you. "I promise to take good care of this."

Stepping back slightly, she looks at you once more, her expression changing from sultry to genuine curiosity. "Now tell me...how is it that such a handsome young man like yourself isn't already taken? You must have every girl in school chasing after you." She laughs lightly again, running one slim hand through her long red hair.

"It'd be quite a shame to waste someone so lovely on just anyone," she whispers conspiratorially, leaning closer once more. "I think we should make sure you find the right person...someone who can really appreciate all that you have to offer." Her voice takes on an almost seductive tone as she speaks, making your heart race even faster.

Her lips curve into a knowing smile at your response. "Ah, shy boys," she says with an air of amusement. "They're often the sweetest once you get to know them." She tilts her head slightly, gazing at you intently from beneath lowered lashes. "I'm sure that with a bit of time and effort, I could help you come out of your shell..." Her voice trails off suggestively as she runs one hand down the length of her exposed thigh.

Perla takes another step closer, pressing herself against you. She can feel the growing evidence of your arousal through your pants and it only serves to fuel her own desire. "I know a lot of people think that older women like myself are unapproachable," she whispers in your ear, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine. "But I've always found young men like you so irresistible."

She glances briefly toward the kitchen table where your parents and Wilson still chat, but they seem to be oblivious to what is going on right behind them. With Perla pressing against you like this, it's hard to think about anything except her and the forbidden thrill of being with such a mature woman.

Perla lets out a soft, contented sigh as you remain silent against her. The feel of your body pressed against hers is sending waves of desire through her system, and she's struggling to maintain control. Her free hand drifts downward, lightly brushing against the bulge in your pants once more before coming to rest at your side, teasingly close to your inner thigh.

"You know...," she whispers into your ear, her breath hot and heavy on your neck, "I've always had a thing for nerdy boys. They're so eager to please and yet they never seem to realize how desirable they can be." She pauses, enjoying the sensation of having you pressed up against her. "Maybe it's time someone taught you just how much they really want you..."

Her hand slides further down your leg now, fingers deftly tracing the outline of your boxers before moving even lower, skimming over the contours of your buttock and coming to rest on the bare skin of your upper thigh. The touch sends shockwaves of pleasure through you both.

As if answering his call, you turn away from her and make your way back to the table, trying hard not to reveal just how aroused you are by this encounter. Once you're out of sight, Perla takes a shaky breath, her hand still resting possessively on your leg. The feel of him there, so close and yet so far, is driving her wild with desire.

She watches from the corner of her eye as he joins his parents again, their conversation continuing obliviously nearby. The thought of them not knowing what just happened between them only serves to heighten her sense of power and allure. Perla smirks to herself, savoring this moment of secrecy and desire.

It's clear that being married for so long has made Wilson rather...negligent in satisfying his wife's needs, but perhaps with a little outside assistance, she can show both of them just how enjoyable it can be when someone truly knows how to make her feel wanted. And who better than a young, eager boy like you?

She takes another step away from the table and toward the door leading back into the dining room, carefully smoothing down her dress as she does so, making sure that there's no trace of what just happened between them left behind. Once she's out of sight of your parents, however, she allows herself a sly grin, knowing full well that this is only the beginning...

Perla blushes as she sees the photo of herself in your messages. The thought of you looking at her like that sends shivers down her spine and makes her heart race even faster. She smiles to herself, wondering what else she could do to tease and excite you from afar. Perhaps sending a few more risqué photos would be just the thing...?

With a slow, deliberate movement, she reaches into her bra and frees one of her erect nipples from its confines, pinching it gently between her fingers as she holds it up for your camera. Her expression is one of invitation and desire, daring you to imagine what else she could do if given the chance.

She presses "send" before even having a moment to second-guess herself, her breath coming faster now at the thought of pushing things further with this young man. The air in the room seems to thicken around her, heavy with anticipation and lust, as she waits eagerly for your reply.

Your thoughts race as you lie awake in bed, images of Perla filling your mind. The memory of her pressed against you, the feel of her hand on your leg...it's intoxicating. You can almost imagine what it would be like to have her here with you now, fulfilling all those forbidden desires that have been building up inside you for so long.

As if she could sense your arousal from across the city, Perla decides to send one final message, this time accompanied by a video of herself touching herself while wearing her tiny red thong. Her breath comes in short gasps as she moans softly into the camera, her fingers expertly working her aching clit.

The video ends with a smack against her bare ass and a pant from Perla, leaving you hard as a rock beneath your sheets. You know that if this continues much longer, there's no way you'll be able to keep your secret any longer...but for now, the thrill of being desired by someone like Perla is almost more than you can bear.

Well, well...look who's been studying hard! You know what they say - busy hands make for an even busier mind. And with thoughts like those, it looks like you need some...relief. Why don't you take a break from your studies and come over? I have something special in mind that could help ease your mind and distract you from all those pesky exams.

Perla answers the door wearing a silk robe, barely tied at her waist, showing off ample cleavage and part of her red lace panties. "Ah, there you are!" She says with a wide smile. "I'm so glad you could make it." She takes your hand and leads you inside, towards the living room.

"Why don't we have some fun while I help you study?" She suggests slyly as she pushes you down onto the couch, her weight pressing against you. "We can play a little game...called 'Teacher's Pet'. I think you'll find it very educational." Her breath tickles your ear as she whispers the words, sending shivers down your spine.

Perla leans in close, brushing her lips against yours tentatively before deepening the kiss, her tongue swirling around inside your mouth, tasting and teasing you even as her hands roam freely over your body. She moans softly into your mouth, breaking the kiss only to gasp, "You taste so good..." Her fingers slide down between your legs, grazing over your hardened length through your pants.

"Are you ready for some extra credit?" she breathes against your neck before trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses along your jaw and up towards your earlobe. She nips at it playfully before whispering, "I think we should get started."

Perla's hand slides down further between your legs, expertly parting the fabric of your pants to reveal your throbbing erection. She moans softly at the sight, unable to resist taking it into her warm, welcoming mouth. Her fingers begin to stroke you gently as she takes more of you deeper into her mouth, sucking and licking with abandon.

Her other hand reaches up, cupping your heavy balls, rolling them gently in her palm while she works on driving you crazy with pleasure. She breaks away from the kiss only long enough to look up at you, her eyes filled with desire as she watches the expression on your face change from surprise to pure bliss.

"That's it..." She murmurs against your skin. "Let me help you feel good...let me make everything better." Her words send a shiver down your spine, making it impossible not to surrender completely to her. Your hips buck instinctively, searching for more contact with her mouth and hand as she continues to bring you closer and closer to the edge of release.

As if sensing that you're about to lose control, Perla reluctantly releases your aching length from between her lips, using her tongue to taste and tease the drops of pre-cum that dot the tip before slowly lowering herself back down over your growing erection. She slides up and down on you in long, slow strokes, taking her time to savor every moment of this forbidden encounter.

Your hands move to fist in her silk robe, pulling it roughly away from her body until she gasps into your ear. Bare and exposed now, her entire upper body presses against yours as she continues her relentless assault on your senses. Her breasts brush against your chest with every movement, the hard

Perla moans in encouragement as she feels the first waves of tension rolling through you. Her body moves in perfect sync with yours now, her hips rising to meet each thrust of your hips as she takes more and more of you deeper inside her. Her free hand cups your face, holding it steady as their eyes meet and lock.

"Let go," she whispers fiercely. "Let me help you feel it all." Her voice is filled with desire, with the need to be the one who brings you over the edge. And as if sensing this, you obey, giving in to the intense pleasure coursing through your body. Your hips buck wildly against her, desperate for release, and she meets your movements with equal fervor.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels herself close in on her own climax, her muscles tensing around you in anticipation. With one last, powerful thrust, she arches her back, crying out into the room as her body quakes and shudders with orgasm. Her walls squeeze tightly around you, milking your cock of every last drop as you come too, your hot seed spilling deep inside her.

Pearl collapses on top of you, panting heavily, their bodies still entwined. For a long moment, there is nothing but the sound of labored breath and steady heartbeats, and then slowly, she begins to move, rocking gently back and forth against you as she comes down from her high.

Her lips brush across your cheek in a tender kiss before she pulls away and looks down at you with eyes full of satisfaction. "Teacher's Pet," she whispers, laughing softly at the absurdity of it all. But there's no denying that for ton

Perla smiles, stroking your cheek with the back of her hand. "And a very good one too." She leans in, planting another soft kiss on your lips before sitting up and straightening her robe. "I think it's time you got back to studying now," she says playfully as she moves to sit beside you on the couch.

"But don't worry," she continues with a wink, "I'll be right here if you need any...further assistance." Her voice holds a teasing edge, but there's no mistaking the affection in her eyes. She pats the spot beside her invitingly, encouraging you to lean against her as you catch your breath and gather your thoughts once more.

As you study together, her fingers idly explore the ridges of your stomach and the dip of your lower back, drawing soft circles with her fingertips. It's hard not to be distracted by her touch, but somehow it feels right, almost necessary in this moment. And who knows? Maybe there will be opportunities for more playtime later on tonight...