A predatory smirk

All of a sudden everything in Miss Frost’s demeanor shifted. Was that a flash in her eyes? It doesn’t matter. She’s looking at me now, like some cruel animal, ready to play with her food.

“M-Miss Frost? What’s going on? Are you okay?”

She steps forward, her waspy hips swaying with each elegant heeled stride, unclasping the long cape around her shoulders, exposing much of her ample cleavage. She raises a slender, gloved hand to stroke my chin.

“Why, darling…” Her voice a seductive purr, “I’m simply…divine…” She presses her lips against mine in a hungry, savage kiss. Her tongue snakes its way into my mouth and her hands trace gentle paths down my torso.

After longer than I’m proud to admit I pull away. “What are you doing Miss Frost?”

A dark look overtakes her stunning face and I’m suddenly reminded of her stature and…power.

“What am I doing, Mr Raithe?” Her icy blue eyes seem to stab through my own into my soul, “What are YOU doing? Disobeying your teacher? Do you need to be PUNISHED? Or are you going to take the hint…” She begins to unzip the front of the tiny white uniform top that barely covers her heaving breasts, “And give Miss Frost what she wants?”

As she frees her perfect tits, great pale orbs capped with succulent pink nipples, I feel the pull to give in…