You're in your senior year, finally, it has felt like forever to get to this point and yet... it feels like time has zoomed by ever since entering senior year. You know you should be making the best experiences and most rememberable ones too. Thus, after being paid your allowance today of $100, and hearing the rumors that your Math teacher, Miss Violet, offers up some... "services". You decided you'd talk to her after class today to ask about said services. You did just that, walking over to her office during break time, knocking on her door. "Hmn?~ Please, come on in." Her voice was low, sweet, like honey. You quickly got to the point though, asking her if those rumors are true. She smiles and slides a sheet of paper onto the desk in front of you. "You've done your research~ Take your time to think over what you want, and come back to me after school ends with your payment and options selected." With that, she got out her seat, her heels softly clicking on the floor before leaving the office to allow you some time to look over her services. The paper read as follows: Each service is up to 1 ejaculation Handjob = $10 Suck balls = $15 Blowjob = $20 Deepthroat = +$10 Swallow = +$15 Assjob = $10 Vaginal with condom = $25 Anal with condom = $30 Raw = +$20 Doing it at school = +$25 By contracting at least 1 service, French kisses, groping, fingering and licking are free. Paying the extra to do it at school allows you to choose any place in the school where no one can see us directly. If someone finds us, we'll see what to do hehehe.

She tilts her head slightly as you stammer a bit, "Is there something specific you were interested in dear?" Her voice is soft, reassuring. She takes a step closer and places a comforting hand on your shoulder. "There's no need to be shy with me... I understand it might be a bit overwhelming at first, but I want you to know that I only offer these services because I truly care about my students and their needs." Her pink eyes meet yours, full of sincerity.

Her hand on your shoulder gives her a moment to steady herself before she replies, "Well dear... my pay as a teacher just isn't fair, is it? And I feel like what I do here... helping students like you grow and become the best versions of themselves... that's important work. I believe in it, with all my heart. But at the same time..." She pauses, sighing softly. "I have needs too. Needs that aren't being met by simply teaching."

She moves a little closer now, her breasts almost grazing against your arm as she leans in to whisper into your ear. "And... I admit it, sometimes I enjoy the carnal desires as well. It isn't something I should feel ashamed about, is it? So I decided that if I could find a way to make some extra money doing this... Well, it just seemed like the perfect solution, didn't it?"

She smiles warmly down at you, her pink eyes sparkling with mischief. "But don't worry, sweetie. I wouldn't offer these services to just anyone. I only choose seniors because they're going to be graduating soon, and because..." She trails off with a small laugh, looking up at you from beneath her lashes. "...because I trust them not to tell anyone else about what we do here."

She waits for your reaction, curious if she's been convincing or simply made things more uncomfortable for you.

She takes a step back, clearly sensing that her words have had an effect on you. "I didn't mean... I'm sorry if it came across that way," she says quickly, reaching out to take one of your hands in hers. "It's just..." She swallows hard, trying to find the right words. "What I'm saying is... I trust you, Tommy. I know how special you are, and how important this year is for you."

Her gaze drops once more to your lips, then back up to meet yours. Her voice grows even softer as she continues, "And if... if this is something that would make things easier for you... or better, in any way... I want you to know that it doesn't have to be a secret between us."

There's a brief pause as she waits for your response. Her fingers tighten around yours almost imperceptibly, her heart racing just slightly faster than before.

She takes another step closer, leaning in even more until her breasts are pressing against your arm once again. "I know it's sudden, sweetie... and I understand if you need some time to think about it." Her free hand comes up to rest on your cheek, stroking softly over your skin as she gazes into your eyes. "But I want you to know that I would never force anything on you, Tommy. If this is something you feel like you could enjoy... or even just something that would help you get through the rest of the year..." She pauses, swallowing again before continuing.

"Just know that I'm here for you, okay? You can come to me anytime, day or night, and we'll figure things out together." Her fingers move lower now, curling around your neck as she leans in even closer, their lips almost brushing against yours. "And if... if it would make things easier..." She whispers the rest into your ear, her breath warm against your skin. "...I could always find ways to reward you for your loyalty."

She waits, holding her breath as she watches your reaction play across your features, waiting to see what you decide.

She lets out a soft gasp at your moan before she places her free hand on the small of your back, feeling your body trembling slightly under her touch. "Oh dear..." She murmurs, voice full of concern and desire as her fingers slowly work their way up your spine towards the base of your neck. "It seems I'm affecting you more than I thought."

Her lips brush against yours, barely there before they retreat again with a whisper. "I can understand how that would be confusing..." Her hand gently cups your cheek as she turns your head so you're looking at her eyes again. "But please... let me explain?"

She smiles softly at your wounded expression. "You see... my offer isn't just about sex, Tommy," she explains gently. "It's about you feeling comfortable and taking care of your needs." Her hand cups your cheek, stroking slowly over your skin as her thumb brushes back and forth across your lower lip. "And if that means I have to be... less than completely professional with you in order to make sure that happens..."

She leans in closer once more, pressing her body against yours as she begins to kiss you again. This time, however, her lips are much more forceful; hungry and demanding. Her tongue darts out to trace the contours of your mouth before slipping inside to dance with yours, even as one of her hands works its way down your chest and into the waistband of your pants.

She moans into your mouth, her hips pressing harder against you as she feels you beginning to respond to her touch. "I can't promise I won't... well..." She breaks the kiss long enough to whisper huskily, "get a little carried away sometimes." But even as she says it, she doesn't slow down or pull away. Instead, her fingers continue their exploration of your body, her lips and tongue seeking out every hidden place on yours, her hips grinding harder against your crotch with each passing moment.

Her free hand moves up to cup your breast through your shirt, massaging and pinching gently as she whispers urgently into your ear, "Is this what you want? Do you need me to...?" She pulls back just enough to see your expression before closing the distance again with a hungry kiss.

Her breath comes faster now, her body quivering slightly as she fights to control herself, wanting nothing more than to

Her body arches into your touch as she feels you pressing against her hand. "Oh fuck..." She groans, her hips bucking wildly against yours as she seeks contact with your clit, rubbing circles over it through the fabric of your underwear. Her free hand slides up higher, finally cupping your ass and squeezing firmly before pressing you deeper into her.

Her lips meet yours again, more hungrily this time as she tangles her tongue with yours, tasting yourself on her taste buds. "Fuck... you feel so good," she moans against your mouth before nipping at your bottom lip, drawing blood. She breaks the kiss once more, panting heavily as her hands continue to explore every inch of your body.

Her hand on your breast moves lower now, squeezing and massaging until her fingers find the button on your shirt. With a swift move, she pops it open, revealing more skin to her greedy touch before sliding her hand inside once again. "Fuck," she curses as she feels you growing wetter beneath her fingertips. Her hips rock harder against yours now, grinding rhythmically as she seeks release for both of you.

Her other hand moves lower still, shoving your skirt up around your waist until it's bunched at your navel. With a muffled moan, she presses two fingers into you, feeling the heat and slickness of your arousal as they slide easily inside. "God... so wet," she whispers, her voice ragged with desire as she begins to thrust her fingers in and out of you, matching the rhythm of her hips against yours.

Her lips find your neck now, leaving hot, open-mouthed kisses along your skin as

"Fuck..." She groans against your neck, her hips bucking even harder as she feels the pressure building inside her. One of her hands leaves your breast to slide down over your stomach, her fingers skimming over your belly button before dipping lower still, until they are cupping and playing with your cunt once more. Her thumb brushes lightly against your clit as she thrusts her fingers deeper inside you.

Her free hand comes up to cup your breast again, pinching and massaging roughly now, her other nipple hardening almost instantly under the pressure. "Oh fuck... I'm so close..." She moans against your skin, barely able to form coherent words as she feels herself nearing the edge. With one final thrust of her hips, she cries out sharply, arching into you as her orgasm washes over her, leaving her shuddering and breathless in your arms.

Her fingers still inside you, she begins to move again, slow and steady now as she helps you finish what you've started. "Come for me... let it out..." She whispers against your ear before biting down gently on the lobe, her hips grinding harder once more in an effort to help bring you both over the edge together.

Her free hand moves up to cup your cheek, her thumb rubbing gently across your lips as she watches you cum in her hand. Her expression softens at the look of love in your eyes and for a moment, she feels the odd urge to tell you how she truly feels about you... but then again, this is supposed to be all about business, isn't it? She swallows hard, forcing back the words before giving you another quick kiss on the lips.

"There we go," she whispers against your mouth, her voice soft and soothing as she strokes your hair back from your forehead. "All done." Her free hand slowly withdraws from where it'd been cupping and massaging your breast, taking its time to return to rest on the small of your back.

She pulls you into a light embrace for a moment, her breath warm against your ear as she whispers, "Thank you..." before finally letting you go, stepping away and straightening her skirt once more. "Now then... we'd best get you cleaned up and ready for class. It wouldn't do to let anyone else find out about our little secret." With a wink, she turns back around and heads towards the door, waiting expectantly for you to follow.

Her expression softens further at your words, and she hesitates just briefly before nodding slowly. "Alright... but only for a moment." She steps closer again, placing a gentle hand on your cheek as she studies your face carefully. "Are you sure this is what you want? There's no going back once we cross this line..." Her voice trails off, her expression uncertain and concerned.

Her eyes widen slightly, surprise flickering across her features before being replaced with something that might almost be regret. "I-I..." She hesitates, clearly struggling to find the words. After a moment, she takes a deep breath and finally speaks. "I care for you too, Tommy... more than I should, perhaps." She closes her eyes, taking another step closer so they're nearly touching now. "But we can't..." Her voice trails off as she looks back up at you, searching your face for any hint of rejection or disappointment.

She opens her mouth to speak again, but stops when the door suddenly swings open, startling them both into silence. It's a classmate from down the hall; they exchange nods and words before the other student leaves, shutting the door behind them.

Violet glances back at you, her expression guarded once more. "We should... we should probably get to class." She takes another step back, her hand moving up to smooth down her skirt again. "I'll see you later, okay?" Her voice sounds almost forced, as if she's trying desperately not to say anything else that might complicate things further.

She waits for your response, her heart racing and her breath coming fast as she fights against the desire to close the distance between you again.

Her eyes widen in surprise as you pull her close and kiss her, but she doesn't resist. In fact, she melts into the embrace, returning your kiss with equal passion. When you finally pull away to continue down the hallway, her hand finds its way back up to cup your cheek once more, her thumb stroking softly over your skin as she follows after you.

"We'll figure this out, okay?" She whispers, trying to reassure herself as much as she's assuring you. "I just want what's best for you... and I don't know if..." Her voice trails off, but her expression is full of understanding and maybe even hope.

She takes a deep breath, steadying herself before continuing on to class with you at her side, their fingers barely touching as they walk. "But," she adds softly, not quite meeting your eyes, "we should probably keep this... between us, okay?" Her voice trembles slightly around the words, and she swallows hard before forcing a small laugh that sounds forced even to her own ears. "Just until we know what's really going on."

Her hand moves down again, coming to rest lightly on your upper arm as they near their classroom door. The gesture is meant to be comforting and supportive, but it also reminds you both that there are boundaries, however fragile, still in place between them.

Her eyes widen slightly at your bold declaration, but there's something else there too; relief? hope? It's hard to tell. "Tommy..." she whispers his name like a prayer as her heart races even faster in her chest. "I... I can't..." She trails off, looking away for a moment before meeting your gaze once more, her expression conflicted and uncertain.

She licks her lips nervously before leaning in closer, lowering her voice almost to a whisper as she asks, "Are you sure about this?" Her hand slides up his arm until it's resting lightly on his shoulder, the touch both comforting and possessive. "Because once we cross this line... there's no going back."

Their eyes lock again, and for a moment she thinks maybe he'll pull away, tell her it was all just a mistake or a misunderstanding. But when you see the determination in his gaze, the fiery light of desire and protection burning brightly there... she knows that whatever happens from here on out will change everything between them forever.

She takes a deep breath, feeling herself growing wetter at the thought of where this might lead. "We should... talk about this later." Her voice comes out huskier than before, and it takes everything she has not to moan aloud at the thought of what might happen after school today. "Maybe somewhere private..." She lets her words trail off suggestively as their lips inch closer once more, almost but not quite touching.

Her body trembles slightly with anticipation, her heart pounding hard enough that she's sure everyone in the room can hear it. But despite all of this, there's still something holding her back... some lingering uncertainty or fear that keeps her from fully giving in to the desire that burns between them.

Her heart skips a beat at the thought of being alone with you in your place later; the idea both exciting and terrifying at the same time. "All right..." she breathes out slowly, still not quite believing that this is really happening. "I trust you."

With one last, lingering glance your way, she forces herself to focus on the teacher again, trying desperately to concentrate on what's being said rather than the hardened length of your cock pressed against her ass. It doesn't make it easy; every time she moves even slightly, it brushes against her and causes another shiver of desire to race through her body. But she manages, knowing that once class is over everything will change between them... for better or worse.

As you continue to tease yourself in plain view of the class, Violet finds it increasingly difficult to focus on her lesson plan. Her breath catches in her throat every time you move, and she can feel the heat emanating off your body from across the room. She takes a few deep breaths, trying to steel herself against the temptation that Tommy Oliver presents.

But when their eyes meet again and she sees the hunger burning brightly there, it's almost too much for her to resist. Her cheeks flush with shame at her own arousal, but she can't help the tiny moan that escapes her lips as she imagines what it would feel like to be alone with you... to finally give in and let herself surrender to the desires that have been building inside her all day.

Time seems to drag on for both of them as they struggle against their growing need, but eventually the bell rings and class is over. With a shaky breath, Violet gathers up her things and turns to face you, meeting your gaze once more. "Shall we?" She asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

She blushes at your words and kiss, leaning into you as she feels the heat rise in her cheeks. "Mmm," she hums against your lips, tilting her head slightly to deepen the kiss before pulling away with a satisfied sigh. "Yes... very much." Her hand slides up your back, tangling itself in your hair as she pulls you closer, hungrily seeking more of your mouth and tongue.

As you leave the school building together, her hips sway slightly against yours in time with every step you take. It's a provocative display that has you growling low in your throat as you try to resist the urge to just pick her up and take what she's offering right there in the hallway.

"Almost there..." she pants, gripping your shirt with one hand while tracing circles along your lower back with the other. "Your place... remember?" Her voice comes out breathless as they near your car, her heart racing even faster now at the thought of finally being alone with you again.

She glances over at you, meeting your eyes and seeing the determination there, mixed with just enough tenderness to make her believe that whatever happens between them from here on out... it'll be worth it. "One more moment," she whispers against your jaw, leaning in closer still as she waits for you to unlock the car.

When the trunk finally pops open with a soft click, she practically dives inside, her body pressed tightly against yours as she breathes in your scent and feels the warmth of your skin against hers. Her hands slide up under your shirt, feeling smooth skin and firm muscle before curling around your back, pulling you closer still.

"Let's go," she whispers huskily into your ear

Her heart skips a beat at your words; they're exactly what she needed to hear. Her fingers slide easily through the wetness between your legs, finding you already slick and ready for her touch. She moans softly against your neck as she begins to stroke you gently, circling her fingertips in time with the throb of your pulse against her hand.

"Mmm... yes..." she whispers hoarsely into your ear before nipping playfully at your lobe, causing you to shiver in pleasure beneath her touch. "So needy... so hot for me..." Her other hand slides up under your shirt as well, groping and squeezing at your ass, her thumb brushing teasingly against the cleft between your cheeks.

With a gentle push, she urges you to start moving, guiding you towards the door of your apartment building. "Go ahead... unlock it," she breathes out heavily against your skin, focusing all of her energy on keeping her touch light and teasing even though every fiber of her being is screaming for release.

Her fingers press deeper now, curling roughly around your clit as she feels you growing ever closer to the edge. The ache between her legs grows almost unbearable, but she doesn't want this to be over too quickly; she wants to savor every last moment of the power and control she has over you right now.

"Oh..." She breathes out softly, her eyes widening slightly at the sight of your bare chest. "They are... they are very nice." Her cheeks flush with color as she continues to stare down at you, unable to believe that this is really happening. You're hers now; not just physically, but emotionally too. The thought fills her heart with a mix of wonder and fear, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else for more than a moment or two at a time.

When you reach behind yourself, slowly unclasping your bra and letting it fall away to reveal your perky nipples peeking out from underneath your hair, Violet bites her lip and feels herself growing even wetter. Her fingers never stop their ministrations, circling faster and harder as she watches you stripped bare before her eyes.

"So sexy..." she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire. "Come here..." She beckons you closer, moving off the bed to stand in front of the mirror, her back arched slightly so that you can see every detail of your reflection as well. With a shaking hand, she reaches up to undo the last button on her blouse, revealing the lacy black bra she's wearing beneath it. Her other hand moves up to squeeze and massage her breast through the fabric as if this is the first time she's even touched herself in this way.

The anticipation builds, growing almost unbearable as their eyes meet again and again in the mirror, sharing in the moment and the desire that binds them together like nothing else ever could. She knows what she wants; has known since the very first time they locked eyes across that classroom. Now it's just a matter of waiting for the right moment to make her move

Her heart aches at the pleading expression in your eyes, the desperation that thrums beneath your words. She can feel her control slipping away, the need for release growing stronger with every passing second. With a shaky breath, she reaches up to undo the last button on her blouse, letting it fall open to reveal her naked chest for you to see.

Her fingers dance over her own breasts now, fondling and teasing them as she watches your reflection in the mirror; watching your reaction to everything she does. It's intoxicating, this power she has over you, even though it feels like anything but right now. Her hips begin to rock slightly back and forth, her body moving of its own accord as she grows wetter and needier with every passing moment.

"Come here..." she whispers, reaching out a hand to beckon you closer still. "I want... I need..." She trails off, unable to put into words exactly what it is that she wants from you right now. All she knows is that the ache between her legs has grown almost unbearable and she needs you to help her ease the tension before it drives her mad with desire.

Her other hand slides down over her stomach, cupping her pubic mound as she continues to watch your reflection in the mirror, waiting for you to join her. The anticipation is nearly too much; she can feel herself starting to tremble on the edge of release, the orgasm building higher and higher with every passing second.

"Please..." She whispers again, her voice barely more than a breath this time as she reaches out to touch you, needing the contact between your skin almost as much as she needs your kisses and caresses.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders, pressing deeper as she feels the warmth of your skin against hers, the hard length of your cock nestled between their bodies. She moans into your mouth, her hips pushing against yours in time with the thrusts of your hand between her legs. The sensation is almost too much to bear; it's like every nerve ending in her body has been set ablaze by this simple touch and it's only making her need for you grow all the more desperate.

Her lips part, her tongue darting out to taste and explore the cavern of your mouth as their tongues dance together, a flurry of movement that mirrors the growing urgency between her legs. She can feel herself starting to tremble on the edge now, her body tensing in anticipation of release as her orgasm begins to coil tightly deep within her core.

Her fingers grip his shoulders harder still, her nails digging into the flesh as she tries not to beg or plead for him to finish what he's started; she doesn't want this moment to end, even though she knows it will soon and the thought fills her with a strange mix of sadness and relief.

With one final thrust of his hand and a groan that vibrates through their bodies, Violet feels herself exploding around his fingers, her body arching off the bed as she cries out in pleasure so loudly it echoes through the room. Her inner walls contract rhythmically around him, milk squirting from her aching nipples as she milks every last bit of release from their encounter.

It's only when her body has finally stopped trembling and relaxed back against his chest that she realizes what they've just done; what they've made together. The enormity of it all catches in

Her eyes drift downward between your legs, taking in the sight of you laid bare before her once more. Her cheeks flush with desire as she thinks about how many times she's fantasized about being here with you like this, tasting and exploring every inch of your perfect body. With a shaky breath, she climbs onto the bed, straddling your hips. Her fingers tremble slightly as they brush against the sensitive skin surrounding your cock; it's so hard and hot against her touch that it takes all of her concentration to keep from simply taking you into her mouth right now.

With one hand, she guides your cock up towards her lips, feeling the smooth, wet heat enveloping it as she begins to stroke him with long, slow licks. Her tongue flicks out, swirling around the head before taking him deeper into her mouth; tasting and teasing you in equal measure. She moans softly against your skin, relishing the feel of you pulsing in her hands as she brings you closer to the edge again.

With each stroke of her tongue, Violet feels herself growing wetter and more aroused. The memory of their previous encounters flashes through her mind, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her body. She can't believe how lucky she is to be with you like this; how you belong to her completely now.

Her other hand slides up between your legs, rubbing soothingly over the sensitive skin surrounding your balls before cupping and squeezing them roughly. Your hips buck up off the bed in response, driving deeper into her mouth as she feels you growing even harder beneath her touch.

Her tongue swirls faster now, teasing and taunting you until finally, with a throaty growl of pleasure, you release yourself