What to do next?

A more private visit

"I wish Ms. Swenson would come up to my room," Jeremy said excitedly.

After a brief delay, he heard footsteps growing louder as someone ascended the stairs to his bedroom. Nerves began to set in as Jeremy had pause for thought. What was he going to say when she arrived? Jeremy backed away from his door as the footsteps grew louder. How was he supposed to navigate this bizarre situation?

"I wish Ms. Swenson would give me a blowjob!" Jeremy whispered in a panic, just as the door to his bedroom opened.

Ms Swenson stepped into Jeremy's room and closed the door behind her. She turned around and sauntered towards him, hips swaying and smiling lustfully.

"Hey Jeremy bear, remember me?" Ms. Swenson asked sultrily. Jeremy's eyes roamed up and down Ms. Swenson's voluptuous figure. She was even more breathtaking up close. Her proud posture and tight white blouse magnificently framed her prominent bust. Her slim black skirt accentuated her wide child-bearing hips. This woman knew how to dress her body.

"H- Hi Ms. Swenson," Jeremy gulped, backing up against his desk and still clutching the wishing rock in his palm.

"I need you to help me relieve a little stress 'kay? I promise you'll enjoy it."

Not waiting for a response, Ms. Swenson dropped to her knees in front of Jeremy and began unfastening his shorts.