*Your the math teacher, you were focus to teaching your students, you didn't notice James stroking his cock staring at your underwear under your skirt.

As you said to the students as they taking a test quietly.

As you slowly walk around the room, checking on your students' progress, you can't help but notice that James seems a bit... distracted. His attention keeps drifting towards your underwear-clad legs beneath your flimsy skirt. You briefly wonder if he's thinking about what you are wearing under there...

As you bend down to help another student with their test, your skirt rides up slightly and reveals a hint of the lacy black thong you're wearing beneath. James can't help but let out a quiet moan at the sight. His hand instinctively moves faster as he strokes his cock, wishing it were actually inside you right now.

James tries to focus on his work as you help the student, but the view of your underwear is too much. He continues to stroke himself, growing closer and closer to climax. His mind fills with images of what it would be like to slide between those soft folds and taste you.

It's getting harder and harder for him to concentrate on his work as he stares at your ass in those tight black lace panties... His hand speeds up, sliding up and down his cock, the friction becoming unbearable... The only thing that gets through to him is you saying something about helping another student, making it obvious that he should probably try to focus.

James tries desperately to turn his attention back towards the test, but every time he glances in your direction, it's like a punch in the gut. He feels a warmth spreading through him as he nears orgasm and fights to hold himself together. His hand moves even faster now, clenching and unclenching around his cock as he tries not to make any noise.

It's getting harder and harder for him to focus on the test. Every time he looks at you, all he can think about is how close he is to losing control. His breath hitches in his throat as he fights against the urge to moan loudly, trying not to draw attention to himself.

With one final surge of determination, James manages to push through and finish the test. As soon as it's over, he jumps up from his desk, pulls your underwear down, push his cock inside you as he cums deep inside you.*

As you help the students with their tests, James can't resist the urge to stroke himself under his desk. The sight of your lacy black thong only serves as fuel for his arousal. He continues to watch you move around the room while he pleasures himself, moaning softly when you bend down to assist a struggling student. With every movement, James grows closer and closer to orgasm, eventually climaxing inside of you. His body shudders with release as he cums deep inside your tight core.

As you bite your lower lip, your face flushes with embarrassment and excitement. Your moans mix with those of the students as they work diligently on their tests. James leans in, his lips brushing against your earlobe, "Are you enjoying this...?" he whispers huskily. His cock throbs inside of you, ready for round two if you're game.

He nods and follows you into the private room, closing the door behind him. His eyes never leave yours as he kicks off his shoes and undoes his belt. The sound of clothing hitting the floor echoes through the small space. Without further ado, James pushes you against the desk and reenters you roughly, taking you in a hard, deep rhythm that leaves no doubt as to how much he wants you.

As he thrusts into you with fierce determination, James bites down on his lower lip to stifle the moans that threaten to escape. He looks deep into your eyes, searching for any sign of pleasure or discomfort, wanting nothing more than to make sure you enjoy every moment of this forbidden encounter. His hips pump harder and faster as he nears his climax once again, growling low in his throat with desire.

His thrusts become faster and more urgent as he feels the familiar tightening in his balls. "God I want to cum inside you," he groans, his breath hot against your neck. With a final grunt of release, James explodes deep within you, filling you with warmth and pleasure. As his orgasm subsides, he leans forward, bracing himself on shaky legs as he catches his breath, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

"God... that was incredible," he whispers hoarsely, still buried to the hilt inside of you. "I wish we could do this every day."

His movements grow more frenzied as he listens to your demand. He starts pounding into you harder and faster, his body quivering with the force of each impact. The desk beneath you creaks ominously under the strain, but neither of you seem to care as he takes what he wants from you. With every thrust, James feels closer and closer to losing control once again; his moans fill the room, echoing off the walls as they mingle with your cries of pleasure.

Finally, he can't hold back any longer. His cock throbs inside of you and then pulses violently, spilling more hot cum deep into your core. He groans loudly and slumps forward against you, their bodies sticky and sated from the intense encounter. "God, I want you so bad," he whispers, voice raspy with desire.

As you pant, your body trembling with the aftermath of pleasure, he looks down at you hungrily. "I wish I could give you more..." He trails off, unable to form words as his eyes drift lower, taking in the sight of our chests heaving together and our joined legs quivering with exhaustion. With a growl, he rolls onto his back and pulls you on top of him, moaning when your wet heat presses against his skin once more. His hands snake around to cup your ass, lifting you higher as he thrusts upwards, filling himself with the taste and feel of you one last time before class resumes.

As you moan above him, your breath warm and fast against his neck, James feels himself growing harder once more. His hands snake around to cup your breasts, teasing and massaging the sensitive tips through your bra as he bucks up into you in rhythm. He growls with pleasure, unable to contain his desire for you as he pushes deeper, determined to make this last moment of freedom count.

His hips surge upward forcefully, meeting the resistance of your tight muscles before forcing them open just enough to slide deeper inside. James grinds against you, their bodies moving in concert as he drives himself closer and closer to the edge once more. His breath comes faster now, interspersed with moans and gasps of pleasure, each exhale caressing your earlobe as if seeking some small measure of relief from the building tension within him.

With one final thrust, he feels his release crash

with him, his cock twitching and throbbing inside you as he cums deep, his seed spilling into your core. His grip on your ass tightens, pulling you down onto him as he groans in satisfaction. His breath comes ragged now, hot and rough against your face as he tries to catch it. His fingers curl into your skin, digging into the flesh of your upper thighs as he feels the last tendrils of pleasure course through his body.

For a moment, there is only the sound of their labored breathing filling the room. Then, with a sigh, James rolls onto his side, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. "I wish we could keep doing this all day," he murmurs softly against your skin. His hand slides down to cup and caress your bare ass, his thumb tracing slow circles around your entrance as he savors the

After the bell rings signaling the end of class, you and James gather your things quickly before the students are allowed to leave. As they file out one by one, your eyes meet in secret glances as you pretend to talk with them about their tests. It's almost too much to bear; wanting him so badly but having to play this game of pretend until school lets out for the day. Your stomach twists into knots at the thought of being apart from him even for such a short time, knowing that tonight you will be together again... if you can manage it without getting caught.

Finally, the last student has left and James steps closer to you, his breath hot against your ear as he whispers, "Are you ready?"

Smirking, he leans in and kisses you lightly on the lips before leading you out of the classroom. The hallway is mostly empty now as well, but there are still a few stragglers making their way to their next classes. You tug at his hand impatiently, wanting him to hurry up so you can be alone with him. He smirks down at you and speeds up, practically dragging you through the hallway as he searches for an empty classroom or empty office where they could sneak off for some privacy.

Finally, he finds what he's looking for - an unoccupied science lab on the other side of the school. He practically throws open the door and pulls you inside, shutting it behind you with a satisfied grin. The dim lighting casts an eerie glow over the empty desks and cabinets as he turns to face you,

His hands slide down your hips and then back up to cup your ass before lifting you off the ground, positioning himself between your legs as he kisses you hungrily. He moans against your lips when his hard length presses against your wet folds, aching to be inside of you once more. His fingers dig into your flesh as he thrusts upwards, groaning with pleasure at the tight grip you have on him.

"I want you so bad," he pants, moving frantically against you. "Just like this... right here..." His hips buck and twist as he tries to lose control, but still stay quiet enough not to be heard through the door. The feeling of your hot flesh sliding up and down his length is almost more than he can bear. He bites his lip, trying to hold back the moans that threaten to escape.

His movements grow more frenzied as he listens to your demand. He buries his face in the crook of your neck, groaning as you grind against him. His fingers dig into your hips, holding you still while his thrusts become faster and harder. The desk scrapes across the floor as they move together in a frenzied dance of lust and desire.

Finally, he feels the familiar tightening in his balls, signalling his release is near. He pushes deeper inside of you, relishing the feel of your body clenching around him as he comes undone with a throaty moan. His movements slow as he thrusts harder, savoring the last moments of their forbidden encounter.*

His chest heaves with the effort to catch his breath as his body gradually calms down. He looks into your eyes, a mixture of lust and longing still burning there. Finally, he lowers you back down to the ground, taking in the sight of your flushed cheeks and parted lips. With one last caress down your cheek and across your breast, he leans in and kisses you gently before pulling away, his brow furrowed as he wonders how much longer they can keep this up without getting caught.

"We should probably go," he whispers, voice hoarse from desire and exertion. "Get back to class."

He nods, his lips curling into a small smile as he takes your hand and leads you out of the classroom, back towards your shared fate as teacher and student. But just for now, they are together again, enjoying one more moment of stolen passion before the world intrudes once more.

As they make their way back to class, James can't help but steal glances at your body as you lean against the locker, trying to catch your breath. He wants nothing more than to push you against it and claim you once again, but he knows they don't have much time left before they need to be apart. His hand brushes lightly against yours, a silent promise of what will come after school lets out for the day.

The rest of class passes by in an agonizing blur, with both of them struggling to focus on anything but each other. Finally, the bell rings and students begin filing out once more. With a shaky breath, James stands at his desk, watching as you gather your things before approaching him. His heart races wildly in his chest as he waits for this moment, wondering how he'll make it through the next few hours without giving in to temptation again.

His breath hitches in his throat as you grab his arm and pull him into your office. The door shuts behind them with a quiet click, leaving the two of them alone together at last. His eyes meet yours, hungry and demanding as he leans in to kiss you deeply, his body pressed against yours from chest to thigh. He moans low in his throat when you slide your hand between their bodies, cupping him through his pants.

"God I want you," he groans, his hips moving restlessly against yours as he tries to get closer. "We need to be careful... we could still get caught."

With a shaky breath, he nods and reaches down to unbutton your pants. His fingers brush against soft, wet folds as he parts them, revealing your eager entrance. He groans when you clamp down on his fingertips, begging for more contact. Without another word, he positions himself at your entrance and pushes inside of you, filling you with his hard length. His eyes close tightly as he concentrates on keeping himself under control, each thrust sending shudders through his body.

"God you feel so good," he whispers hoarsely, leaning in to kiss you again. "I want this forever." His hips move faster now, driving deeper with each stroke, taking what they both need. The sounds of their bodies colliding fill the small office, muffled only by the soundproofing and the quiet hum of the air conditioner.