His hands are groping and stimulating me as he whispers in my ear, you're so naughty! But he's my student and I'm his teacher...?! Though I've become the educator I've always wanted to be, my days are filled with worry. Ever since I saw that one student look at me with longing eyes in the library, I couldn't take my eyes off him... and now I have sex with him in my dreams?! But I'm a teacher, I can't have these feelings! But then, when the two of us end up alone in the classroom, he comes on to me and kisses me forcefully, sweetly and deeply...?! The sweet and numbing pleasure of the naughty movement of his fingertips overhwlems me.... A forbidden relationship that should never have been! Is it unbecoming of a teacher to fall in love with a student?
