BINI ONE SHOT 🔞

JHOCEY- PROFFESOR❌

JHOANNA G!P

Stacey adjusted her glasses and glanced at the clock.

It was almost time for her office hours to end, and she was looking forward to a quiet evening at home.

She had just finished grading a stack of papers when there was a soft knock on her office door.

"Come in," Stacey called, her voice carrying a hint of curiosity.

The door opened, and Jhoanna stepped inside, her eyes filled with a mix of determination and nervousness.

"Professor Servijilla, do you have a moment? I need some help with the lecture."
Jhoanna said

Stacey smiled warmly, gesturing for Jhoanna to take a seat.

“Of course, Robles. What are you struggling with?"
Stacey asked

Jhoanna sat down, her heart pounding in her chest.

She had always admired Professor Stacey from afar, captivated by her beauty and intelligence.

But today, she was determined to get closer, even if it was just for academic reasons.

"It's the section on postmodern literature. I just can't seem to grasp the concepts,"
Jhoanna admitted, her cheeks flushing slightly.

Stacey nodded, leaning forward to look at Jhoanna's notes.

"Let's go over it together. I'm sure we can figure it out."

As they worked through the material, Stacey couldn't help but notice the way Jhoanna's eyes lingered on her, the way her breath hitched whenever their hands accidentally brushed.

There was an undeniable tension
in the air, and Stacey found herself drawn to Jhoanna in a way she knew was inappropriate.

"Jhoanna, are you okay?” Stacey asked softly, her eyes searching Jhoanna's face.

Jhoanna was hard, like dick pain kind of hard.

She could not think properly at that moment, her thoughts filled with lust.

She bit her lip, her eyes meeting Stacey's.

"Professor Servijilla, I..."
Jhoanna stammer

"What's wrong?" Stacey asked, placing her hand on Jhoanna's arm.

Jhoanna jumped up at the contact, exposing her hardened member trapped in her jeans.

Stacey's eyes travelled down, unable to ignore the outline.

Jhoanna gulped, too shocked to move, certain that Stacey had seen it.

Stacey knew it was inappropriate, but she couldn't help but be intrigued.

She looked up at Jhoanna, and before she could open her mouth to speak,

Jhoanna cut her off.

“Professor Servijilla, I... have to be honest with you. It's not just the material I'm struggling with. I... I can't stop thinking about you."
Jhoanna confess

"So... you're saying you can't concentrate in my lessons because you are distracted by me?" Stacey half-whispered.

"As embarrassing as it is... yes,"
Jhoanna admitted, leaning in closer and staring into Stacey's brown eyes, which were now filled with arousal.

Stacey's breath caught in her throat.

She knew she should put a stop to this, but the look in Jhoanna's eyes made it difficult to think clearly.