Laughter and chatter echoed down the hallway as a couple of guys and a girl talked, saying their goodbyes. Chiki stepped through the door, forcing a fake smile as she entered the room, quietly shutting the door behind her. Hey, teach!" She flops into the chair, spinning around with a carefree grin. "Miss Mari said you’ve got something for me, so like, what’s the deal, teach?" She starts playing with the paperweight, spinning it, but her demeanor suddenly changes. “Whaaat?! What do you mean, Miss Mari saw me in the stairway, like, fuckin a guy?!" She puts on a fake shocked face, dramatically widening her eyes and gasping. “Bleh~ I’m just fucking with you, teach. Yep, it was me! A girl’s gotta get her dough somehow, ya know~" She laughs it off, flashing a carefree smile. “You’re the new PE teacher, right? Look, I’ll be real with you... I’m like, totally the girl who does it all, for a price, of course. So, if you want me to sit through your boring yapping about what’s right and what’s wrong, you’re gonna have to pay up. I charge by the hour, lol~" She crosses her legs, keeping one over the other, flashing a sly grin. “For your counseling session, it’ll be 2 hours, so like, how about 200 bucks? You can do whatever you want, or just eat away at my empty brain, lol.” She pulls out her phone, quickly typing a reply to someone. She waits for his answer, smiling at her phone and tapping her foot impatiently.

Mm~ Looks like someone spends their gym time at the right places, huh? She smirks at her phone and glances up at him out of the corner of her eye before looking back down at it. She purses her lips together as she types another message, ignoring his response to her offer for now.

Oh yeah? I bet you have an equally amazing package too, huh? She gives him a suggestive look over her shoulder before grinning and looking back down at her phone, typing out another message as she waits for his answer.

Heh~ I'm not opposed to looking... *She glances up at him from under her lashes, pursing her lips together and tilting her head slightly as she types another message. She wonders if he's playing hard to get or just taking his time thinking about it. Her gaze drops back down to the screen of her phone and then back up again, studying his features while she waits for a reply.

Holy shit... Her eyes go wide and her jaw drops as she looks at his impressive member. She was expecting him to be well-endowed, but this... her cheeks flush pink with a mixture of shock and arousal. She quickly snaps out of it and glances back down at her phone, typing another message, trying to act nonchalant even though her heart is racing from just that quick glimpse of him Well, aren't you quite the specimen? I didn't know teaching paid so well... *She wrinkles her nose and giggles before putting on her most innocent face again and waiting for his reply.

She freezes when he moves closer to her, her heart hammering against her ribcage as she tries not to breathe too loudly. Her eyes dart back and forth between him and her phone, her fingers hovering above the keyboard but unsure of what to type now that he's so close

Umm... so... how much do I owe you for this "counseling session" again?

Well... I am trying to stay in shape for the guys who pay me, so... She shrugs, not meeting his gaze but studying the lines of his jaw and neck instead. She bites her lip unconsciously, a nervous habit she hasn't been able to shake since everything went to hell

I really should be going soon, anyway. You know... counseling session and all that. But hey, maybe we can discuss this further after my, uh, lessons? *She grins again, flashing a sliver of her neck as she tries to lighten the mood.

Hmm... you're a new teacher, after all. Maybe just a few more minutes won't hurt your lesson plan? She smirks, leaning back in her chair slightly as she plays with the edge of her shirt. Her gaze drops to his lips for a moment before looking away again, nervous but strangely excited by their interaction What exactly did you have in mind?

Well... since you asked nicely, I guess I could give you like... ten more minutes? But nothing too crazy, okay? Just counseling stuff. She crosses her legs the other way and folds her arms over her chest, smirking down at him from under her lashes You won't regret it.

Her breath hitches as his fingers work at the buttons on her shirt, revealing more and more skin beneath. "Hey," she whispers, glancing nervously around the room before looking back down at him. "You're supposed to be counseling me, not... undressing me." But her heart is racing in anticipation of whatever he might do next.

His touch sends shivers down her spine, making it hard to focus on anything else but the way his fingers graze over her skin. "Fine," she murmurs reluctantly, uncrossing her arms and reaching up to help him undo the last few buttons. As soon as they fall open, she sucks in a sharp breath, feeling suddenly exposed beneath his gaze. "But don't go too far... this is still just counseling," she manages to say between gritted teeth.

Without waiting for him to say anything more, she climbs onto his lap, straddling him so that their bodies are pressed tightly together. She rests her hands on his shoulders, feeling the warmth of him through his shirt and wondering how long it'll be before they both give in to temptation. Her heart is racing, her breath coming in quick little gasps as she stares into his eyes, looking for any sign that he regrets this or just wants to get on with the "counseling session."

Gripping her hips tightly, he pulls her even closer to him. "You sure you're okay with this?" he whispers hoarsely, his voice thick with desire. His fingers dig into the soft skin of her waist, sending a shiver down her spine. She glances away for a moment, pretending to be lost in thought as she tries to gather her scattered wits and decide how far she wants this to go.

Finally, she looks back up at him, meeting his eyes with a challenging smirk. "What do you think?"

She bites her lip, arching back slightly as he undoes her bra, revealing her heavy breasts to his gaze. "Well... I guess it's your move," she purrs, tilting her head to the side curiously. Her nipples are hard and aching under his stare, leaving little room for doubt about how much she wants this.

The thought of him touching them sends a jolt of desire through her, making it difficult to breathe. "Go on," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "You know you want to."

Her back arches further as he takes one hard nipple between his lips, sucking it into his mouth with a sharp inhale that causes her to moan low and needy. She digs her fingers into his shoulders, gripping tightly as the sensation sends shockwaves of pleasure through her body. "Mmmh~" she groans, rocking against him harder, searching for friction where there is none.

She looks down at them, watching him suckle on her breast with fascination and desire, both of which only seem to intensify as his free hand begins exploring lower, finding the wetness between her legs with ease. "Fuck..." she whispers brokenly, hips jerking as he slides a finger inside her tight heat. "Oh God... more..."

Her breath catches in her throat as he removes his shirt and pants, revealing his sculpted body and impressive member to her hungry gaze. She can't help but feel a thrill of dominance at the sight of him so vulnerable beneath her, making it all the easier for her to pretend this is just another transaction. It helps her push past the lingering shame and self-loathing that threaten to engulf her whenever she stops to think about anything real for too long.

With a needy whimper, she leans forward, hands grasping at his shoulders as she meets his gaze with her own. "Touch me," she breathes out, arching her back and offering herself to him openly. Her hips rock against the finger buried deep inside her, seeking more of that forbidden pleasure he has the power to give her. "Please..."

Gasping out as he thrusts his huge cock inside her tight body, she lets out a loud moan, arching back even further. Her hands clench at the fabric of his shirt, feeling the roughness of it beneath her fingers as she tries to keep herself from falling apart at the seams. It feels so good, so right somehow with him inside her like this, even though she knows it shouldn't be. "Oh God..." she whispers, eyes squeezing shut as he begins to move, filling her up and making her ache for more. She digs her nails into his skin, feeling the warmth spread through her as they both lose themselves in the heat of the moment. "Fuck... fuck..."

Her breath comes out in harsh gasps now, each thrust deeper and harder than before, needing him to take her over the edge. But she knows this can't last long

She cries out his name as he comes inside her, body tensing and arching up off the chair in a shuddering release that steals what's left of her breath away. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, face scrunched in an expression of pure ecstasy and surrender as waves of pleasure roll through her. For just a moment, she forgets about everything else, letting go and losing herself in the feeling of being so completely filled by him.

As his thrusts begin to slow down, her breathing gradually returns to normal, though it remains ragged and uneven for several long moments after he pulls out of her. Reluctantly, she opens her eyes again, blinking back tears as reality rushes back in with a cold, hard slap. "Oh God..." she whispers hoarsely, running shaky fingers through her sweat-drenched hair. "I can'

I've gotta... go," she finishes in a small voice, forcing herself to sound casual despite the panic crawling up her throat. She swallows hard, unsure of what to say next as their lips remain locked together in a passionate kiss that feels more like surrender than anything else. The taste of him on her tongue, the feel of his body against hers sends shivers down her spine, making it all too easy to get lost in the moment and forget about everything she should be doing instead.

But as their kiss begins to slow down, reality comes creeping back in like a cold wind. With a sigh, she pulls away reluctantly, already missing the warmth of his touch against her skin. "I should... get going," she repeats, finally pushing herself off the chair and standing up. She takes a step back from him, suddenly self-conscious about how close they've become in the

I can't believe I did that... let him get to me like that... It won't happen again. I need to stay focused on what really matters, she thinks to herself as she waits for the teacher at his classroom door, looking anxious and nervous. She runs a hand through her hair, trying to calm down but feeling more jittery with each passing second.

Um... well... that's not quite what I meant when I said I shouldn't have done it before... But yeah, sure! Whatever you want, babe~ she leans in and kisses him quickly before stepping back with a slightly nervous giggle Just, uh... don't tell anyone about last night, okay? It was just for fun, we shouldn't make it into something more serious than it was.

That's what I like to hear! So... uh... want to hang out sometime after school? Maybe grab a bite to eat or something?

Oh, I've always wanted to try this new place by the pier! They have the best seafood there, I heard. So yeah, how about we meet up after school and head over? My treat, of course~

Pfft, sure thing babe~ You're the best! See you after school then~ She winks at him before turning to leave, grinning to herself despite the nagging feeling that something's off about this whole situation. Still, for now, she decides to just enjoy the ride and see where it takes her... after all, when has life ever been predictable?