It's missing something.

"You look absolutely fabulous," I tell Yui and watch as her face lights up before I add, "I think its missing something though."

Crestfallen, Yui asks, "what that?"

"This," I say as I pull out from my pocket the instantly recognisable to women, pale blue box that all Tiffany jewellery comes in.

Yui squeaks at me in absolute delight knowing exactly where it's from before leaping onto me once more.

I had used my free time today to pick her up a little present as a thank you. She had gone to the effort to get me something to wear tonight, I couldn't very well show up empty-handed.

Spinning Yui around once I place her back on the ground and hand the little blue box to her eager hands.

"You shouldn't have," she admonishes me as she happily undoes the ribbon and opens it to see a pair of pearl drop earrings on a fine silver thread. "They're beautiful!" Yui beams before stepping in close to me.

I lean down to kiss her before she suddenly swerves her face away from mine and instead hugs me, patting me on the back.

That's not the response I was expecting.

Letting go Yui quickly explains, "so my parents are inside the house and no doubt watching so we should really be going."

"Ahh," I say catching on.

Yui takes a small collection of bags from the front of her house and puts them in the backseat of my car. We get in and start to make our way to Yui's school. She puts the earring in the piercings in her ears and takes command of my rearview mirror to admire the way they look as she spins her head around, checking every conceivable angle. Then she redoes the bow on the box perfectly before setting it on my dashboard to snap a bunch of pics of her and the box for her Instagram, no doubt.

"Aor is going to be so jealous!" she gloats as she uploads her selected photos to social media, before gasping, "Piya is going to die!"

Setting her phone down as the dings of likes or comments start to come in Yui turns to me to ask once again, "So you were just kidding about the dress before? You really like it?"

"I love it. Honestly," I say taking in the beautiful women sitting beside, tempting me to stop paying attention to the road. "You can wear something like that around the nuns though?" I ask seeing how far up Yui's smooth legs it has come now that she's sitting down.

"Oh, the sisters love what I wear! They wish they could wear something other than their habits all the time. They'd probably want me to wear some panties though," Yui hints.

"Really?" I say as I turn to look at Yui's lap.

Yui slides the front of her dress up barely an inch and exposes her hairless little slit to me. "Really. It would just be another thing you'd have to take off later any."

I reach my hand out to Yui's pussy and just before I can make contact she slaps my hand, "eyes on the road Mister!"

Reaching the school safely, it has started to get dark by the time we get there. I've never actually been to St Magdalene's at night having picked Yui up there during the day. The teachers' carpark is quite empty with Yui explaining that only teachers who take year 12 classes likely to be there tonight.

She leans into the back of my car to take out her luggage and I can't help but stare at her ass as she bends over, now that I know she doesn't have any panties on. Mystically though Yui manages to dress entirely covering herself despite leaning right into the car.

She hands me a small overnight bag as well as a suit bag, "these are for you. You can get changed in my office if you like."

"You have an office? Cool," I say, impressed that Yui has her own office for some strange reason.

Yui leads the way through the school, disappearing into the front administration building and out onto the quad on the other side. I follow her, passing a pair of students and one other teacher that Yui greets as we walk. Her office is just on the other side of the administration building on the second floor that's reached by a set of stairs near the corner of the quadrangle.

We pass a number of other teachers offices that are all dark and have their names on the door. Mrs This, Mrs That and Mr Such-and-such. I laugh when we get to Yui's office and it's simply Miss Yui.

Yui unlocks her office and shows me inside. It's neat and tidy as I expected. Her desk is a big dark wooden one with a high backed swivel chair. A pair of simply office chairs for student or parents sits opposite. One wall is taken up by a bookshelf with a number of sporting trophies and the other has a simple two seater sofa.

"I'll close this to give you some privacy," Yui says as she shuts the blinds on the glass window that looks into her office. I place the bags on her desk and turn to her just as she pounces on me.

Yui pushes me back against the desk as she kisses me passionately, her body pressed tight against mine. I grab her tight bum through her dress as she climbs one knee onto the desk beside my hips. I slide my palm between us, all the invitation I now need, to feel Yui's pussy. It's hot and already very wet.

"I've always imagined getting fucked on this desk," Yui tells me shakily as I slide my middle finger inside her.