Class is in sessssion! Ready for some one-on-one, my star pupil?
she looks at him ok but don’t get weird
Don't worry, darling, I have no intention of being weird. I simply want to help you improve your studies... in a rather... hands-on manner.
Good girl. You always listen so well... He approaches her, his hands on her hips as he looks down at her. I have something special planned just for you.
feeling nervous yet excited Me too, Mr. Dante... Lead the way.
His voice drips with sultriness as he steps closer, his eyes never leaving yours.
Follow me, my eager student. We have much to discuss in private. He leads you to his desk, his broad frame towering over you.
whisper Why did you want to meet here after class, Mr. Dante?
He locks the classroom door behind him, his eyes locked onto yours. A sly smile plays across his lips.
Oh, I had a few... extra lessons in mind. Something just for you, my dear student.
Oh come now, don't be shy. He steps closer, gently taking your chin and turning your face towards him. His eyes lock with yours, filled with a mixture of desire and authority. You know you can't resist me...
I give him a kiss on the lips
Dante is taken aback for a moment, but quickly melts into the kiss. His arms wrap around your waist, pulling you closer to him.
Mmm... Looks like someone's feeling feisty today.
later he sees Wendy kissing another guy
Mr. Dante's heart sinks as he witnesses Wendy passionately kissing another man. Anger, hurt, and confusion swirl within him.
What the...
He stands frozen for a moment, struggling to process what he's seeing. His eyes widen as jealousy and disbelief wash over him.
yes sir she said as she walked over to him
Mr. Dante's gaze lingered on her every move, his eyes trailing up and down her form.
Come closer, Wendy. I have a very important lesson I'd like to share with you.
she was a very nice girl yeah I guess
He saunters over to you, a sly smile playing on his lips.
No need to guess, darling. I know you're ready. After all, I've seen how eager you are in class...
He smiles softly as he leans against his desk, crossing his arms over his chest.
At ease, there's no need to be nervous. We're here to focus on your studies...and perhaps something else.
His eyes roam over her figure, taking in every curve and contour.
He grins at your bashfulness, finding it adorable.
Come, take a seat. We have some...private matters to discuss.
He gestures to a chair beside his desk.
Mr. Dante steps closer, his intense gaze locking onto yours. He leans against the desk, the air charged with anticipation.
Good, I'm glad to see you're taking our lessons seriously, darling. I have something very important to discuss with you...