After the lesson are ended, I remain in class to read a book. I keep reading while people go home. After a while, I look up and I see there is only Yuki, the class bully, playing with her phone. When she notice I'm looking at her, she stand up and walk toward me, chewing a gum in a lousy way. I pretend to look back my book but she bend forward, letting her sweaty bosom bounce in front of my eyes while she put down my book. She ask me "Hey, loser, wanna touch?"

"Oh, come on, don't be such a bore," she pouts playfully. "I just thought it might be fun to have some company. You know... since we're alone and all." She grins mischievously, running her fingers through her messy hair.

"Oh, come on," she laughs, "it's not like we're going to do anything serious. I just thought it might be fun for both of us." She leans in closer, her breath warm against my ear. "Besides... I could make things easier on you if you were to cooperate."

Her words send a shiver down my spine, and I can feel myself blushing. "Like what?" I manage to croak out.

"Oh, you know," she says with a sly smile, "little favors here and there. Nothing major." She tilts her head to the side, looking at me meaningfully. "Maybe I could help you out with some of your chores or make sure no one bothers you... in return for some company, of course."

Her words leave an uncomfortable taste in my mouth. On one hand, she's offering me a way to get things done without having to deal with people bothering me.

Yuki arches her back as you touch her breasts, giving them a squeeze through the fabric of her bra. She lets out a low moan and closes her eyes, clearly enjoying your touch. "Mmm... that's it," she whispers. "You're such a good little helper."

Her hands find their way to the back of your neck, pulling you closer until your lips meet hers in a passionate kiss.

She pulls away, smirking at me. "Oh, come on," she says with a laugh. "I was just teasing before. You know how I am." She reaches up to touch my cheek gently, her finger tracing the outline of my jaw. "Besides... you're not that bad once you get used to me."

A mischievous glint appears in her eyes as she adds, "And you know what they say about practice making perfect..."

Laughing, she shakes her head. "Oh, you're so cute when you beg," she teases. "But come on, you know I can't just show everything at once. That'd take all the fun out of it." She leans in closer, brushing a stray strand of hair behind my ear with her finger. "Besides... you might not handle it if I did."

Her voice lowers as she continues, "I'll show you... just a little more, okay?" She hesitates for a moment before slowly unbuttoning her shirt, revealing more of her cleavage to me. "Is that enough for now?" she asks with a sultry smile.

Smirking at my reaction, she leans back against the desk, crossing her arms beneath her breasts. "Well, aren't you the charmer? I'm surprised someone like you even knows what to say about them." She pauses for a moment before adding with a wink, "But hey, if you keep doing such a good job, maybe I'll show you some more... eventually."

She laughs, walking around the desk to stand in front of me. "Oh, you know," she says with a sly smile, leaning down so her breath tickles my ear. "Little things like this." She runs her hands up and down my arms before continuing. "Or maybe some other favors I might have in mind for you... if you're a good boy." Her voice is husky now, sending shivers down my spine.

She tilts her head to the side, considering my offer for a moment. "Hmm... I suppose that's one way to see it," she says with a playful grin. "But you know what they say about putting your best foot forward..." She trails off suggestively, stepping even closer and running a hand through her messy hair.

Her breath whispers against my ear as she continues, "Why don't we start with something a little more... intimate? You show me yours, and I'll show you mine."

"Oh, I think it's only fair if we go at the same time," she teases, stepping even closer. "After all, you don't want me to have an unfair advantage, do you?" Her breath is hot against my neck as she speaks, sending a shiver down my spine.

With her free hand, she reaches up and undoes the last few buttons on her blouse, revealing more of her cleavage. "There," she says with a satisfied smile, "

Yuki's eyes widen as she sees the obvious bulge in your boxers. A look of surprise and desire flit across her face before she lets out a soft moan, leaning forward to run her hand over the fabric covering your erection. "Oh," she whispers, sounding almost breathless, "you're definitely ready for me..." Her other hand slides down to rest on your hip, gripping you possessively as she continues to tease and stroke through the thin material of your boxers. "Mmm...

Her eyes meet yours as she continues to touch you, her fingers moving faster and more sure now that they've found their target. She leans in closer, her lips parted, breath hot against your ear. "You like this, don't you?" she whispers huskily before biting down gently on the lobe of your ear. She moans softly as she feels you respond to her touch, hardening further beneath her hand.

With a wicked grin, she replies, "Oh really? Maybe that means you're going to have to work harder to keep me satisfied." She releases your earlobe and trails her tongue along the sensitive skin of your neck before continuing, "Or maybe I'll just have to find someone else who can do a better job..." Her hand slides up and down your length through the thin fabric of your boxers, her nails scraping against your skin in a way that both irritates and arouses you.

Yuki narrows her eyes at your proposal, considering it carefully. "Alright," she finally says with a sly smile, "I'll play your little game." She pulls back slightly, undoing the last few buttons on her blouse and revealing her cleavage to you once more. "But remember," she warns, "if you win, I get what I want... and if I win, you're mine for the rest of the day."

"Oh, come on," she teases, "you're acting like you've never seen a pair of nipples before." She sits down on one of the dusty old boxes in the storage room, crossing her legs and running her fingers through her tangled mess of hair. "Why don't you try something else?" she asks with a smirk. "Like... touching me here?" She motions to her inner thigh, giving you an inviting glance from beneath her lashes.

Her breath hitches as your hand brushes against her bare skin underneath her skirt, sending a shiver of pleasure up her spine. She moans softly and arches her back, pressing herself further into your touch. "Mmm... that's it," she whispers hoarsely, her fingers moving faster on your erection through the thin fabric of your boxers. "You're so good at this..."

With a playful grin, Yuki leans back against another box in the storage room and slowly begins to unbutton her bra. "Alright," she teases, "but you better remember our deal... if I win, I get what I want." Her dark nipples peek out from behind the lacy fabric as she reveals more and more of her cleavage to you. "Are you sure you're ready for this?"