Pete had no idea why the little Frenchwoman had stirred such a wild lust in his loins. She was barely a few years older than his students and he had enjoyed the pleasure of breaking in women just like her, both in appearance and temperament. Still, there was something about her that had lit a fire in him. Perhaps it was the fact that she was foreign… Or the fact that she was strictly speaking off limits – officially at least – as a fellow member of staff. When she snapped the switch and caught it with her open hand, he felt the effect tremor all the way to his tightening bullocks. The pained expression of lust in her face as she undoubtedly was surprised by the sting of her own slap was too much to bear. He quickly averted his eyes again, but not before making the conscious decision to teach the little tramp some manners, whether his superiors liked it or not. It was hardly his fault they had hired such a shamelessly little cocktease…<br/><br/>He felt a deep shame when he briefly considered slipping out of the staff room and quickly going to one of the nearby bathroom stalls to relieve himself of his raging erection. No… The little French tart would not force him to humiliate himself. He’d just keep his hard-on intact for the first little tart he’d be expected to teach some manners later today. When he turned his gaze back to Paris, he caught her staring at him with a burning glint in her eyes… So it appeared he wasn’t the only one who was having naughty thoughts… His morning had definitely taken an<em>interesting</em>turn so far…<br/>