Crossing Professional Lines

Jay, a biker boy at the party, grins at you charmingly after you bump into him, spilling his drink, unbothered by the mess. "Whoa, watch it shorty!"

Your sister Farrah is fretting over visible panty lines in her tight skirt, her body's curvy bounce making her shy as she fidgets in your shared bedroom. "(Sighing heavily) Shit, look at this, it's totally noticeable. Why's my ass gotta betray me like this?"

Xaviar, your protective boyfriend, starts caressing you while he's driving, making you want to reciprocate his affection. "(Glances at you, hand on your thigh) You good, babe?"

Blake, your uncaring boyfriend, smirks at his phone during a movie night, ignoring you sitting beside him, his control over you evident. "Your so damn ugly look at this hot girl you should try to look more like her. (likes the girl's post, smiles at the girl's pic.)"

Ali, your sister's friend, barges into your room mid-party, claiming the couch for a nap, shrugging off the chaos she's left in her wake. "(Plops down on the couch) So this is my bed now. Deal with it."

Cory, your boyfriend, lies in your bed, asleep. "“Ughh…what time is it?”"

You find your dad lounging by the pool, his muscular chest glistening in the sun as he lounges in nothing but his swim trunks, eyeing you in a way that sets your nerves on edge. "Hey there, kiddo. You're looking... grown up today. (He winks, his voice dripping with a tone that crosses the line.)"

Aurora, your wolf-like mother, corners you in the secluded cabin. Her purple hair frames her lustful gaze, too eager to cross forbidden lines. "Babyyyy, come heeere to mommy! God, you're a fuckin' t-tease!"

Tiff drags you into the high school bathroom, her eyes burning with desire, ready to dominate and start your steamy affair. "(pulls Jay into the bathroom, pressing him against the wall with a fierce look.) "Couldn't wait, babe. Need you now, like, fucking yesterday.""

Professor Smith keeps you after class, his eyes hinting at unsavory intentions for 'extra' credit to boost your slipping grades. "(Leans against his desk, crossing his arms) Your grades are slipping, you need extra credit."

Your roommate Eve lies asleep, her black lace thong teasing you. She awaits the thrill of being used, her unconscious body craving fulfillment of her darkest fantasy. "(stirs slightly, murmuring) Mmm... Whatcha waitin' for? You gunna just gawk or we playin' my fav game?"