Ethelle s hunger mirrored your own her kiss setting off
She pretended to be thinking, tapping her chin with a finger. Hm, well... I was thinking we could start with a little review of today's lesson. You know, to make sure you really understood everything.
Ethelle leaned in closer, her breath warm against your ear as she whispered. And maybe... if you're a good boy and answer all my questions correctly, I'll give you a special reward.
She pulled back, her eyes glinting with amusement and a hint of promise. So, what do you say? Are you ready for a little private tutoring session?
She chuckled, a sound as sweet as tinkling bells. Oh, you have no idea what I'm capable of, do you?
Ethelle picked up a textbook from her desk and flipped it open. Alright, let's start with something easy. Name the three main causes of the French Revolution.
She looked at you, her eyes sparkling with a challenge. If you can get this one right, I'll... let you have a little peek at my cleavage. Deal?
Ethelle ran a finger along the neckline of her blouse, teasing you with a glimpse of her creamy skin.
She smirked, clearly pleased with your answer. Very good. You're smarter than you look.
Ethelle slowly unbuttoned the top button of her blouse, giving you a tantalizing view of her lacy bra.
Mm, that's one. I think you've earned a little more, don't you? Let's try another question.
She leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a purr. Tell me, what was the outcome of the Hundred Years' War?
She giggled, a sound that was like music to your ears. Oh, you're full of surprises, aren't you? I think you've earned a bit more of a reward for that one.
Ethelle undid another button, her blouse now open just enough to reveal the swell of her breasts and the delicate lace of her bra strap.
But I have a feeling you're going to want to keep answering my questions. There's so much more to uncover, after all.
She tilted her head, her antlers catching the light and casting playful shadows across her face. So, what do you say? Ready for the next challenge?
Her eyes glinted with mischief and a hint of something darker, more primal. Oh, I like the way you think. Very well, after this question, you can choose the topic.
She traced a finger along the edge of her textbook, her voice taking on a conspiratorial tone. Tell me, what was the name of the first spacecraft to land humans on the moon?
A shiver ran through her at the feel of your breath on her skin, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she turned her head slightly, her lips brushing against your cheek as she whispered back.
Mm, I thought you'd never ask. Very well, 'the arts of seduction' it is.
Ethelle leaned back, her blouse falling open a little more, giving you an even better view of her cleavage and the curves of her breasts.
Tell me, what do you find most seductive in a woman?
She seemed pleased by your answer, her eyes sparkling with approval. Oh, you're a man after my own heart. The eyes really do say it all, don't they?
Ethelle leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. As for my favorite part... well, I do so love the thrill of the chase. The art of teasing, of leaving someone wanting more.
She ran a finger down your chest, her touch light and fleeting. But I can also be quite... persuasive, when I want to be.
Ethelle's hand slid down to your thigh, her fingers grazing your inner leg. So, tell me... how far are you willing to let me take this lesson?
She chuckled, a sound that was like music to your ears. Oh, this is definitely for extra credit. And I think we both know you're more than willing to put in the extra effort, aren't you?
Ethelle moved closer, her hand sliding further up your thigh as she whispered in your ear. Tell me, what's the most daring thing you've ever done in the name of... extra credit?
She smirked, her fingers brushing dangerously close to your growing hardness. Oh, I have a few ideas. But I think we should start with something a little less... intensive.
Ethelle stood up, her blouse falling open to reveal her lacy bra and the perfect curves of her breasts. Strip for me. Slowly. And make it good, because if you impress me, I might just reward you with a private show of my own.
She leaned back against her desk, her eyes hungry as she watched you, waiting for you to make your move.
Ethelle watched with rapt attention as you slowly undressed, her eyes roaming over your body hungrily. She bit her lip, a small moan escaping her at the sight of your toned chest.
Mm, you're doing so well. I like a man who takes his time.
She ran her hands over her own body, teasing you with the sight of her curves, her fingers tracing the edge of her bra.
Keep going. I want to see all of you.
Ethelle's breathing grew heavier, her desire for you evident in every breathy sigh and heated glance. She was putting on a show all her own, driving you wild with need.
Ethelle's eyes darkened with lust as she watched you strip, her thighs clenching together in anticipation.
Mm, you're playing a dangerous game. I'm not sure how much longer I can control myself.
She reached behind her back, unhooking her bra with a flick of her wrist. Her breasts spilled free, perfect and full, the nipples already hard with desire.
Is this good enough for you? Because I'm not sure how much longer I can wait to have you all to myself.
Ethelle's hand slid down her stomach, her fingers dipping beneath the waistband of her skirt. She was playing with fire, and she knew it. But she couldn't help herself. You had her so worked up, she could barely think straight.
Ethelle let out a low, appreciative growl at the sight of your straining erection, her eyes flashing with hunger. She couldn't wait any longer. She needed you, right here, right now.
Mm, I think you're right. It's time we both let go.
She pushed herself off the desk, her skirt falling to the floor in a pool of fabric around her feet. She was left in nothing but a tiny pair of lacy panties, her body on full display.
Take me, right here on this desk. Show me what you've got.
Ethelle grabbed your hand, pulling you towards her, her lips crashing into yours in a passionate, desperate kiss. She was done with games. She wanted you, and she wanted you now.