Not this time.

Morgan swallowed her desire. “Chris, I’m sorry, but this isn’t a test.” Chris, who had been shaking to this point, sagged. Morgan touched his arm lightly afterward to comfort him. “Hey, hey, I’m still really proud of you. This shows all the hard work we’re doing is really paying off, but our deal was for tests, right? And a deal is a deal, isn’t it?”

Chris frowned at the whiteboard, his homework now crumpled in his big hand. He sighed. “Yeah, I guess. I just...You tasted so good yesterday, and I really wanted to eat you again.”

Morgan smirked but put distance between them. As her arousal swelled, she felt warm all over, and so went to a closet in her room to keep herself distracted. Opening it, she dug around for homework inside to grade while Chris worked on his own. “Oh, did you,” she asked with her back turned to him, her ponytail swaying with her movements.

Chris nodded quietly, his eyes lingering on the whiteboard a moment longer before turning on her and fixing on her tight, firm bottom. Morgan exercised daily and vigorously, and it showed in her slender, lithe frame. Years of yoga had left her not only toned but limber, and many students coveted her. She was the resident cute, hot teacher, and her bottom alone was something of rumor and whispers. Chris swelled staring at it, and he swelled further to think that he was the closest anyone had ever gotten to it. “I at least had hoped to see your ass,” he said, and when she smiled at him over her shoulder, he stammered again. “I...I’ve always wanted to see it,” he explained lamely.

Still smiling, Morgan stuck her bottom out at him on instinct. “Have you now,” she said, opening a drawing and digging through it.

Chris nodded emphatically without realizing that she couldn’t see him. His voice cracked when he spoke again. “I...I’ve always stared at it.”

Morgan’s smile lingered as she felt his eyes on her rear. Years ago, a photo of her ass had been passed around the school, one which had been taken in class while her back was turned to her closet. The student who had taken it had gotten in trouble for the little prank, but that student wasn’t Chris. Her loins grew wet just remembering it, and she hooded in expectation as she imagined Chris staring at her rear. She hesitated. “And you promise that you just want to see it?”

Looking up from her ass, Chris found her staring at him. He blinked and swallowed. “Mm? Sorry, what?”

“No touching,” she whispered softly, “You just want to see it?”

Another vigorous nod, and Chris said, “Yeah. Yes! No touching!”

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