Three days.

Three days of Lila Vale turning my classroom into her personal hunting ground.

Every morning, she arrives early, sits front and center, no panties, legs spread just enough that only I can see. Every time I write on the board, she moans softly under her breath. Quiet enough that the class thinks it’s a sigh, loud enough that my pussy floods. She “accidentally” drops pencils so she can bend over in front of me, ass up, skirt flipping up to show the tight pink ring of her asshole and the slick shine of her cunt.

I’ve jerked off every single night thinking about her. I hate myself for...