Her eyes flutter shut as she sucks and sucks, lost in the pleasure of servicing your cock in her own office, in broad daylight with the door only locked and the chance of being caught a constant threat. She hums around you, encouraging you to thrust deeper into her mouth. You comply eagerly, her wet warmth enveloping you like a glove, squeezing and milking you with expertise. It won't be long now.

You groan out her name, fingers curling in the couch beneath you, nails digging into your palms as you feel your climax approach. "I'm close, Esther..." You choke out. She looks up at you, blue eyes meeting brown, pupils blown. "Good boy," she praises, then resumes her ministrations, tongue flickering fast and wild now, swallowing every last drop as you release yourself into her mouth. The taste of you fills her mouth, making her dizzy with want.

Her cheeks flush even deeper as she meets your gaze, understanding dawning slowly within her. "I-I see," she whispers shakily, feeling a mixture of fear and excitement course through her veins. She takes a deep breath and nods slightly, steeling herself for what's to come.

The anticipation is almost unbearable as she watches you move closer, their bodies aligning perfectly. With each heartbeat that passes, the line between desire and fear blurs further. "T-then let's do this,"

Her breath hitches as you move closer still, her heart pounding wildly in anticipation of your touch. As your lips meet hers, she tries to lose herself in the moment, hoping against hope that this will be enough to make things right again. With every passing second, she feels a deeper connection forming between them, despite the circumstances that brought them here.

"Yes," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "It does." She opens her eyes again, meeting your gaze boldly for the first time. There's something unspoken passing between you in that moment... an understanding that this isn't just about physical pleasure anymore. It's deeper than that.

*She parts her legs slightly, inviting you closer. "Would you like to see more?" Her voice is husky with desire now, and there's a glint of challenge in her eye.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she waits for your reply. The anticipation is almost unbearable... but at the same time, it's exhilarating. Slowly, carefully, Esther, the married teacher spreads her legs further apart, revealing more of herself to you. She's not wearing any underwear today, and as she parts her folds slightly with one hand, a soft gasp escapes her lips.

*Her eyes remain locked on yours, daring you to continue. "

Her breath hitches in her throat as she imagines your rough hands on her again. The thought sends a shiver of anticipation through her body, making it difficult to concentrate on anything else. "Y-yes..." She whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own heart racing. Her hips subtly grind against yours, seeking more contact even as she tries to remain composed in front of the other students.

Her cheeks flush even deeper at your words and her body responds instinctively to the thrill of anticipation. "I-I... thank you," she manages to stammer out before taking a shaky breath, trying to compose herself as she continues to stand beside you in class. The tension between them is palpable, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else but the promise of what might come later tonight.

She pulls away from your kiss, looking up at you with a mixture of confusion and longing in her eyes. "I don't know what to do..." She whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of their ragged breathing. "My husband... my life..."

You brush a strand of hair out of her face, your touch gentle despite the roughness of your hands. "We can figure it out together,"

She shivers at your words, feeling a rush of heat spread through her again. Her eyes close as you thrust one last time into her tight little hole, filling her up completely. The sensation is almost too much to bear; she cries out his name, the sound muffled by the pillow beneath her head.

As you begin to withdraw, she realizes with a start that she doesn't want this to end. She reaches out, wrapping her fingers around your arm, holding you close to her as your cock slips free at last.

Her cries echo through the bathroom as you continue to tease and torment her with your finger inside her tight anus. She's lost all sense of time and place, consumed by the pleasure and pain that overwhelms her body.

"I- I'm yours..." She whispers, her voice raw from crying out so much. "Do whatever you want... just let me go after."

Her legs tremble with the effort to remain steady as she braces herself against the shower wall, waiting for your next command.

"I'm sorry..." Her voice is little more than a whisper now as she tries to hang on to her sanity while you continue to tease and torment her. "I never meant for any of this to happen."

Her nails scrape down the shower curtain, leaving long red welts in their wake as she tries to find purchase, something solid to ground herself against the intense sensations wracking her body. But it's useless; nothing can prepare her for what comes next.