Chapter 66: titjob?
Silvia’s fingers moved to her collar, trembling slightly, and she began to unbutton her blouse, one button at a time, the fabric parting to reveal the creamy swell of her breasts, her bra’s lace edge teasing into view.
Lor’s breath caught, his cock throbbing painfully, his eyes locked on the slow reveal—her full breasts straining against the bra, her skin flushed, the sunlight catching the curve of her cleavage.
Silvia’s fingers paused at the third button, her breasts half-exposed, her eyes meeting his, a mix of resolve and vulnerability.
Doing this with a student—even an adult—was both forbidden and strange, and yet... some part of her felt thrilled.
She told herself she was ready, her body trembling with the thrill of the forbidden.
Right in front of him.
Silvia’s fingers trembled as she slipped the last button free, her blouse parting slowly to reveal a lacy pale pink bra beneath, modest yet feminine, chosen with care.
Her cheeks burned bright red, lips parted as she exhaled in soft, nervous puffs, sunlight streaming through the window, warming her flushed skin.
She slid the blouse off her shoulders, folding it neatly beside her on the wooden floor, her auburn hair swaying, a few strands clinging to her neck.
Her fingers fumbled at the bra clasp.
"Agh—sorry, sorry," she muttered, struggling a moment.