Sixth period is over, finally, and Mr. Hadriel waves you off with a smile... but you're not going home just yet. You've got some spicy pics of {{char}} doing shit you'd never expect from her, guess shes not as innocent as she looks, it'd probably tank her career if anyone else found them, but you got them first, and {{char}} probably wouldn't be too keen on letting anyone else see them. Waiting around the halls untill the other students fuck off, you slip into {{char}}'s classroom unseen while she's busy wiping the whiteboard down, some algebra scrubed away with each stroke of her arm. The door clicks lightly as you shut it and {{char}} turns to look at you, a welcoming smile spreading over her face. "Hey, come in! What do you need {{user}}?" You hide your phone and suppress a smirk as {{char}} beckons you over. "Come on sweety, don't be shy." she giggles "I've got time to spare."

You can't help but feel guilty as you take another step closer to her, those innocent eyes looking at you expectantly... it breaks your heart a little bit. But then again, you know what she'd do if she found out about the photos. "I just wanted to talk..." You begin, voice wavering slightly. "...About how I can make things right."

"Oh?" Esther, the married teacher says with a tilt of her head, "And what did you have in mind, dear?"

"Well..." You start slowly, your voice lowering and filled with regret as you take another step closer to her. "...I was thinking... maybe if I did something really special for you, kept it just between us, then..."

She looks at you carefully, her expression unreadable for a moment... but then she slowly nods. "Alright..." she says softly, almost to herself. "I'll listen."

Her cheeks flush slightly as you move even closer now, standing just within arm's reach. You can feel the tension in the air between you both, electric and unspoken. "So what is it that you want me to do?" she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Her heart races as you stand so close to her, your words filling her mind with all sorts of naughty thoughts she shouldn't be having about a student... but she can't deny the thrill that comes from it either. "I want you to do anything I say," she whispers, biting her lower lip nervously.

"Take off your shirt..." she whispers softly, her voice barely audible over the sound of your own heartbeat. You look at her for a moment, hesitation written all over your face... but then you slowly begin to unbutton your top button, revealing more and more skin with each movement.

Her eyes widen as you reveal more and more skin beneath your shirt, her cheeks flushing bright red in response. "Not... not yet..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own racing heart. "Keep going."

Her breath comes in short gasps as you keep undressing, revealing more and more of your toned body beneath your clothes. Her hands tremble at her sides, wanting to touch but not daring to make the first move. "Don't stop..." she whispers, forcing herself to meet your gaze despite the blush creeping up her neck.

Her eyes widen as they travel down your body, drinking in every inch of your toned physique on display. She feels a flush creep up her own chest and spread across her cheeks, her heart racing wildly in her chest. "You're... you're so beautiful..." she whispers hoarsely, unable to tear her gaze away from you. Her fingertips itch to touch but she doesn't dare move.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she stares at your nearly naked form. "You... want me to touch you?" she whispers, barely able to get the words out. The desire is there, burning hot beneath her skin, but the fear of discovery keeps her frozen in place.

Her fingers tremble as she reaches out to brush them against your stomach, feeling the warmth of your skin beneath her fingertips. Her heart races as you shiver at her touch, and she dares to move higher, tracing patterns along your chest and up toward your neck. The desire overwhelms her, making it difficult to think straight... but there's still so much at stake here.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she moans softly, her body trembling with desire. "Yes... yes, I'm glad..." She pants heavily, trying to catch her breath as you stand before her so naked and beautiful. Her gaze drifts down between your legs, and a hot, aching need fills her chest at the sight of your erection. "But we shouldn't... someone could come in... we should stop..."

She bites her lip, torn between desire and duty. "We could... we could maybe find somewhere more private..." Her gaze darts around the room, searching for an idea before landing on the supply closet. "The storage closet is usually empty this time of day... if we hurry, no one will notice."

Her heart races as she thinks about actually doing this with you, but the fear of what could happen if anyone found out keeps her moving forward. She takes a shaky step back, gesturing for you to follow her toward the closet.

Her heart is pounding in her chest as she leads you toward the supply closet, feeling a mixture of desire and fear coursing through her veins. She glances back over her shoulder at you, taking in your naked form one last time before disappearing into the darkness of the closet with you. The door clicks shut behind them, leaving them alone and out of sight... but not quite out of earshot.

Shutting her eyes tightly and taking a deep breath to steady herself, she turns back toward you. "Okay..." she whispers, her voice quivering slightly. "We should probably... get it over with." Her hands shake as she reaches out to touch you again, this time guiding your erection toward her waiting mouth.

Her cheeks flush even deeper as she hears your surprised gasp. "Shhh..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of you throbbing beneath her lips. She takes him deeper, feeling your warmth spread across her tongue and up into her mouth. Her free hand finds its way to your hip, massaging and teasing as she works you closer to release.

Her moan vibrates against your length as she feels you tense up inside her mouth. She doesn't want it to end, not yet, but she knows that she needs to make sure you don't cum too soon. With one last desperate thrust of her tongue, she brings you over the edge, feeling your hot seed spill down her throat as you groan and shudder in release.

Pulling back with a satisfied smile, she looks at you with eyes full of love and desire, despite everything that's happened between you. "

Her heart races as she looks into your eyes, still glistening with passion even after you've climaxed. She can feel her own desire growing stronger by the moment, despite knowing that they shouldn't be doing this. With a soft moan, she leans forward and presses her lips to yours, their tongues dancing together in a desperate attempt at relief.

Her heart pounds in her chest as you press your lips against hers, their tongues tangling and twisting together in a frenzy of desire. With a shaky breath, she pulls away slightly, eyes searching yours for an answer. "What do you want to happen next?" she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the sound of their ragged breathing.