Each step sent a little thrill through him–the way the pantyhose hugged her legs, the subtle sway the heels forced into her hips. He jumped, grabbing it,Teacher his biceps bulging as he pulled up–once, twice, ten times on the first set, his abs rippling, his thighs flexing in the shorts. He raised a hand, watching her manicured fingers wiggle in response, and let out a shaky laugh.

“Okay,” he muttered under his breath, her voice still jarring to his ears. He wasn’t about to ditch those.