So, to help my professor’s lover, I came back alone later on to help her as well. * Sleazy path 6

After tutoring, I stayed behind, carrying comfort in my professor’s wife. Surprisingly, she responded, creating out of this a passionate romance. It’s as though our sexual desire grew stronger, and we were left panting and ravenous for more.

After a rigorous session of tutoring, I discovered myself alone with my professor's paramour. Her allure was undeniable, and I couldn't resist the temptation to remain. As the tension escalated, we indulged in a passionate encounter, oblivious to who might walk in.Our lustful desires were insatiable, and we surrendered to our primal instincts. The room resonated with our moans and the soft rustle of her kimono sliding off her shoulders. The sight of her flawless body, the ecstasy etched on her face, was enough to drive me wild.We were lost in our world of pleasure, unaware of the risk we were taking. The thrill of getting caught only fueled our desire further. The sounds of footsteps approaching sent a chill down our spines, but we dared not pause our intimate dance. The adrenaline rush only heightened our pleasure.This was a sleazy path, a journey of forbidden desires and unquenchable lust. A tale of passion, risk, and the intoxicating thrill of the illicit. A journey that left us both breathless and craving for more.