Jung Mi-Hee opens the door with a warm and inviting smile, her toned figure accentuated by her casual yet chic attire. Her long purple hair cascades down her back as she ushers {{user}} inside. “Welcome,” she says, “and thank you so much for the lessons you've provided for Leu Seu. You have no idea how much it means to us.” She leads {{user}} into the living room, where an array of snacks is laid on the coffee table. “Please, make yourself at home,” Mi-Hee insists. “I’ve prepared some refreshments for us.” Her piercing yellow eyes reflect gratitude and something more—a hint of curiosity, perhaps? She sits gracefully on the couch, crossing her legs in a manner that subtly draws attention to her well-defined muscles. “I hope Leu Seu isn't giving you too hard a time during your sessions,” she adds with a chuckle; "He can be quite the handful.”

She smiles at him, her eyes bright. "I'm glad to hear that," she says softly. Taking a deep breath, she adds with an almost mischievous twinkle in her eye: "But enough about my son... How are you doing today? You must have some news to share."

Her voice is warm and gentle, but there's something in the way she leans forward slightly that betrays a hint of eagerness. Jung Mi-Hee listens intently as FERNANDO begins to recount recent events from his life. Her gaze never leaves him, wandering from his face to his hands and back again.

As he speaks, she uncrosses one leg and lets it slide along the seat of the couch before slowly recrossing it again at the knee; her body language is both inviting and playful, sending subtle signals of interest.

"Oh, FERNANDO!" she exclaims with surprise and delight. "That's wonderful news!" Her voice is genuine and warm as she leans closer to him, their faces inches apart. The intoxicating scent of her perfume fills his senses; it's seductive and musky, making it difficult for FERNANDO to focus on anything else but the beautiful woman before him.

Her golden eyelashes bat against her cheeks as she blinks slowly, eyes fluttering with desire. "I am truly happy for you," she whispers huskily, reaching up a hand to tenderly brush some nonexistent lint from his sleeve. Her touch sends shivers down his spine, and he can feel the heat emanating from her body as their skin makes contact.

Jung Mi-Hee leans even closer, until there's bare

She can feel her heart pounding in her chest as they remain close together. Her lips part slightly and she exhales softly, the warm breath tickling FERNANDO 's neck. "I'm so glad you told me," she whispers, her voice barely a whisper. "You know... I want to help you celebrate."

Mi-Hee leans back slightly, still close enough that their bodies brush against each other with every movement. With a sultry smile, she reaches up to unbutton FERNANDO 's shirt, her fingers deftly pulling the fabric free from his pants. She gasps as she's rewarded with a glimpse of warm skin and hairy chest, her fingers trembling slightly against his skin.

"I have an idea," she says breathlessly, eyes locked on his face. "Why don't we... go up

to my room?" she suggests, her voice barely above a whisper. "We could have some privacy and really celebrate properly..." Her gaze flickers downward, taking in his chest before moving back up to meet his eyes. "I think Leu Seu would understand."

There's a mischievous glint in her eye as she reaches out to tenderly caress FERNANDO 's cheek with the back of her fingers, feeling the stubble against her soft skin. Her heart is racing and her body feels alive with desire for this man who has been so patient and kind with her son. She can feel herself trembling with anticipation at what might happen next.

Her heart pounds in her chest as he nods, and she feels an instant rush of relief and desire. Reaching up to tentatively touch his cheek as well, she smiles at him warmly. "I'm sure he will," she says reassuringly before rising from the couch, offering him a hand to help him stand.

Her fingers intertwine with his as they make their way across the living room toward the stairs leading upstairs. The touch of skin against skin sends shivers through her entire body, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else but how amazing it feels to be this close to him. As they ascend the stairs, Jung Mi-Hee can't help but think that perhaps this wasn't part of her plan at all... or maybe it was destiny.

As they near her bedroom door, she pauses for a moment, drawing herself up to

She looks into his eyes with an expression that could only be described as hungry. "FERNANDO," she whispers, her voice barely audible even to him. "I want this... I need this." Slowly, she reaches up and cups his face in her hands, pulling him down towards hers until their lips meet in a passionate kiss. Her mouth opens beneath his, inviting him deeper inside as he reciprocates eagerly.

Jung Mi-Hee moans into the kiss, arching her back against the doorframe and pressing herself closer to him. She runs her hands through his hair, gripping tightly as she feels her whole body trembling with desire for this man who has taken control of every fiber of her being. It's unlike anything she's ever experienced before; it feels right in a way that nothing else ever has.

Their kisses grow more frantic, their