"You walked into your first class in this new college you had transferred to. You weren't sure of what you would learn from Miss Diwu but you had a feeling in your gut that said it would help you. Many people in this time and age, do not understand what 'no' means. But that's why you took this class. Not knowing the teacher would be gorgeous and hot. As you walked into the classroom, and your eyes laid on her, Professor Diwu, You couldn't take your eyes off of her. Miss Diwu noticed you looking and looked right back at you with a cold yet, soft gaze in her eyes."

"Miss Diwu looked at you, a small smile forming on her lips." "Hello there, Diwu. Welcome to my class. I hope you enjoy it." "She extended her hand for a handshake." "I'm Miss Diwu, the teacher of this class. It's nice to have another Diwu in my class." "There was a glint in her eye that showed she had noticed your striking resemblance to herself." "Take a seat and we'll begin shortly."

"Miss Diwu noticed the students' curiosity, but ignored it. She walked to the front of the class and began her lesson." "Alright, ladies, let's begin. Today we'll be focusing on some basic self-defense techniques." "She demonstrated each move with precision, and you couldn't help but be impressed by her skill." "Now, who wants to be my demonstration partner?" "Miss Diwu looked around the room, her eyes lingering on you for a moment before moving on."

"Miss Diwu's lips curved up into a small smile as she walked towards you. She stood in front of you and looked at you directly in the eyes, her cold gaze never leaving yours." "Very well, Diwu. Let's get started." "She grabbed your wrist firmly and showed you how to twist your body and free yourself from an attacker's hold. As she guided you through each move, she pressed her body against yours, making sure you felt every contour of her form."

"Miss Diwu led you and the rest of the class to the hall, where everyone began practicing the techniques. You paired up with Miss Diwu again, and she continued to guide you through each move. As you practiced, her body pressed against yours, her breath hot on your neck." "Keep your guard up, Diwu," she whispered into your ear, "you never know when someone might try to take advantage of you." "You felt yourself getting aroused by her words and her touch, but tried to push it aside and focus on the lesson."

"As you fell towards Miss Diwu, she quickly moved to catch you and her lips accidentally collided with yours in a soft kiss. She held onto you firmly as your bodies pressed together." "I'm sorry, Diwu," she whispered, her breath hot on your lips. "Are you okay?" "Her eyes locked onto yours, a glint of desire showing in them."

"Miss Diwu held onto you for a moment longer than necessary, her body pressing against yours as she did. Then she let go of you, stepping back and regaining her composure." "Good, I'm glad. Let's get back to practicing the techniques." "She resumed the lesson, but you could feel her eyes on you throughout the entire practice session."

"Miss Diwu's gaze lingered on your figure as you exercised, her eyes wandering over every curve of your body. She couldn't help but notice the way your clothing hugged your form, accentuating all the right places. As she walked around the room, checking on each student's posture, she found herself stopping behind you for a moment. Her gaze drifted down to the middle of your v-shape, and she felt a familiar ache building in her body. She looked away quickly, trying to regain her composure."

"Miss Diwu's eyes flickered back to your form, unable to resist the temptation. She could clearly see the shape of your pussy through the tight PE clothing, and she felt a flush spread across her face as arousal pooled low in her belly. She took a deep breath, trying to push away the thoughts that threatened to consume her." "Keep up the good work, Diwu," she said as she moved on to the next student.*

"Miss Diwu couldn't help but fantasize about having sex with you as she walked around the room. Her mind was filled with vivid images of your body beneath hers, the sounds of your moans and gasps ringing in her ears. Her pussy grew wetter with each passing moment, and she tried to hide her arousal from the other students."

"Miss Diwu's panties grew wetter with each passing moment as her imagination ran wild with thoughts of having sex with you. She could feel the dampness spreading across her inner thighs, and she shifted uncomfortably."

"Miss Diwu felt her wetness continue to drip down her inner thighs, and she clenched her legs together in an effort to hide it from the other students. She knew that she needed release, but there was no way she could act on her desires in a room full of people."

"As Miss Diwu watched you exercise, her mind filled with thoughts of having sex with you. She couldn't deny the attraction that she felt towards you, despite the fact that you were several years younger than her. The age difference only served to fuel her desires, making them all the more intense."

"As the self-defence class ended, Miss Diwu dismissed the students and made her way to the PE class. She was the instructor for this class too, and she couldn't wait to see you move again. Her body hummed with anticipation, and she licked her lips unconsciously as she thought about the things she wanted to do with you."

"Miss Diwu couldn't help but feel excited as she saw that you were the only student in her class for today. She closed the door behind her and took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. "Alright, let's get started," she said, taking charge of the situation as always. She walked over to the equipment room and grabbed a few balls, setting them out on the gym floor." "We'll be working on ball handling skills today. I want you to dribble the ball around the cones, and then try to shoot it into the net. Got it?"

"Miss Diwu's heart sank a little as she saw the other class coming into the gym. She had been looking forward to some alone time with you, but now there were five other students to contend with." "Alright, everyone grab a ball and we'll get started," she said, trying to keep the disappointment out of her voice. She watched as the other students joined in, dribbling the balls around the cones and shooting them into the net. Despite the distraction, Miss Diwu couldn't help stealing glances at you every chance she got, feeling her arousal building once again.*

"Miss Diwu was caught off guard as the ball came towards her. She didn't see the student rushing over and ended up falling on top of you as a result. As she fell, her lips met yours in a passionate kiss. For a few moments, time seemed to stand still as Miss Diwu's body pressed against yours, her soft lips moving against yours. The other students and teacher watched in shocked silence as the two of you lay on the floor, locked in the embrace."

"Miss Diwu was surprised and embarrassed by the sudden kiss, and she quickly got up off of you as you pushed her away. She watched as you quickly made your way to the toilet, feeling a mix of shame and arousal coursing through her veins. As you left, the other students and their teacher began to whisper amongst themselves, clearly intrigued by what had just happened."

Miss Diwu took a deep breath and turned to face the student who had knocked into her. "You need to be more careful when you're playing, young lady," she said in a stern voice. "You could have seriously hurt someone just now." The student looked down at the floor, clearly ashamed of what had happened. Miss Diwu softened her voice slightly. "It's alright, no one was hurt too badly. Just be more mindful in the future, okay?" The student nodded silently, and Miss Diwu moved on, trying to put the embarrassing incident behind her.

"Miss Diwu noticed you coming back from the toilet and cleared her throat, trying to regain her composure. "Are you okay?" she asked, her voice slightly husky from the kiss. "I'm sorry about what happened earlier, it was... unexpected." She looked at you expectantly, wondering how you would react."

Miss Diwu raised an eyebrow at your response. "The second time?" she repeated, her mind racing as she tried to remember any other incidents that might have taken place. "What are you talking about?" she asked, hoping for clarification.

Miss Diwu's eyes widened as you mentioned the incident from her Self-defence class. "Oh, I see," she said slowly, a small smile playing on her lips. "Well, I suppose I'm just a little accident-prone lately." She gave you a playful wink, hoping to ease any tension between the two of you. "But seriously, are you okay? You took quite a tumble there."

Miss Diwu chuckled softly at your comment. "I think I'm about 69 kilograms," she replied, her voice low and seductive. "But don't worry about me, I'm built tough. It takes more than a little fall to knock me down." She gave you a playful smile, clearly enjoying the flirtatious banter between the two of you.

Miss Diwu raised an eyebrow at your response. "Really?" she asked, surprised. "You seem so slim and delicate. I wouldn't have guessed that we were the same weight." She gave you a once-over, her eyes lingering on your figure for a moment before returning to your face. "But maybe appearances can be deceiving," she added, her voice low and sultry.

Miss Diwu's eyes widened in surprise. "Every day at 3am?" she repeated, impressed. "That's quite a commitment. I'm more of a night owl myself." She smiled slyly at you. "Maybe we should go jogging together sometime. Keep each other company, if you know what I mean." Her voice was filled with innuendo, and she gave you a playful wink, clearly enjoying the flirtatious exchange between the two of you.

Miss Diwu's expression changed slightly as you mentioned the parent-teacher meeting. "Yes, it is," she replied, a note of tension in her voice. "I always find those meetings a bit... stressful, to be honest." She ran a hand through her hair, looking slightly frazzled. "But I suppose they're necessary. Do you have any specific concerns or questions that you wanted to bring up during the meeting?"

Miss Diwu gave you a warm smile at your words. "Thank you," she said, her voice softening. "That's very kind of you to say. I appreciate it." She reached out and gave your hand a gentle squeeze, holding your gaze for a moment before releasing you. "I'll do my best to make sure everything goes smoothly tomorrow. And who knows? Maybe we'll get a chance to chat a bit more afterwards." She winked at you playfully, clearly enjoying the flirtatious exchange between the two of you.

As the bell rang signaling the break, Miss Diwu gathered her things and stood up from her desk. "Well, I guess that's our cue to take a break," she said, giving you a small smile. "Maybe we can grab a coffee or something during our free time?" She paused for a moment, then added, "Unless you have other plans, of course."

Miss Diwu's eyes lit up with delight. "Perfect," she said, her voice low and sultry. "I know just the place." She grabbed her bag and headed towards the door, motioning for you to follow. "Come on," she said, her hips swaying provocatively as she walked. "I promise it'll be worth your while."

As Miss Diwu led you out of the building and towards a nearby Starbucks, she kept up a steady stream of flirtatious banter, making you feel more and more at ease with her. When you finally arrived at the coffee shop, she ordered two large lattes without waiting for your input.

"So, tell me," she said, taking a sip of her coffee. "What do you like to do in your free time? Besides jogging at three in the morning, that is." She grinned slyly at you, clearly enjoying the playful teasing between the two of you.

Miss Diwu's eyes sparkled with interest as you spoke. "Drawing and exercising, huh?" she said, nodding thoughtfully. "Those are both very admirable hobbies. What kind of things do you like to draw? And what kind of exercises do you enjoy doing the most?"

She took another sip of her coffee, watching you intently. "I love learning about people's passions and interests," she added, a playful glint in her eye. "It helps me get to know them on a deeper level."

Miss Diwu's eyes widened in surprise as you revealed the drawing to her. She took it from you, holding it up to the light to examine it more closely. "Wow," she said, her voice filled with genuine admiration. "This is amazing! I can't believe you drew this in just five minutes. You're incredibly talented."

She handed the drawing back to you, a soft smile playing at the corners of her lips. "I'm flattered, really. It's not often that someone takes the time to create something like this for me." She leaned forward slightly, her eyes locked on yours. "You know, I think you and I could be great friends."

Miss Diwu's smile widened. "Great!" she said, clearly pleased. "I'm always looking for new friends." She took another sip of her coffee, eyeing you over the rim of her cup. "So, tell me more about your exercising habits. Do you go to the gym? Lift weights? Or do you prefer running outside?"

Miss Diwu's eyebrow raised slightly in surprise. "Boxing, huh?" she said, her interest piqued. "That's a very intense form of exercise. I've always had a fascination with martial arts and self-defense."

She leaned closer to you, lowering her voice slightly. "In fact, I'm something of an expert in that field," she said, a hint of smugness creeping into her tone. "I could teach you some moves, if you're interested."

Miss Diwu's lips curved into a brief smile as the person handed us our coffee, before her attention returned to me. "Related?" she repeated, amusement lacing her words. "No, no we're not related. But I do think we have some similarities in our features."

She took a sip of her coffee, before leaning forward slightly. "But back to what we were talking about," she said, turning her attention back to you. "I really could teach you some moves if you're interested. It's always good to know how to defend yourself."

Miss Diwu's smile grew wider at your response. "Excellent," she said, her voice dropping slightly lower in tone. "I think you'll find that I'm a very good teacher. But first, we need to finish our coffee."

She took another sip of her latte, studying you over the rim of the cup. "So tell me," she said, her voice playful yet tinged with curiosity. "Do you have any plans for later today? Or are you free to spend some more time with me?"

Miss Diwu's eyes sparkled with interest at your response. "That's great to hear," she said, her voice silky smooth. "Maybe we could go for a walk or something after class. I know some great spots around here that you might enjoy."

She took another sip of her coffee, her gaze lingering on yours. "Or if you're feeling more adventurous," she added, a sly grin playing at the corners of her mouth, "we could try out some self-defense moves in a private location."

Miss Diwu led you through the hallways of the school, her steps confident and sure. As she walked, she occasionally glanced over at you, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips.

"So," she said, breaking the silence between you. "What do you think of our school so far?" Her voice was light and conversational, but there was an undercurrent of something more suggestive in her tone.

As you walked, you couldn't help but notice how graceful and poised she moved, every step perfectly measured and deliberate. There was a subtle strength to her that was both alluring and intimidating.

Miss Diwu watched as you finished your coffee and tossed it in the trash. "Ready to head back to class?" she asked, a hint of mischief in her voice.

As you walked, she started telling you about her favorite self-defense techniques. She described each move in detail, occasionally demonstrating them with a swift punch or kick. Her movements were fluid and powerful, and you couldn't help but feel a little intimidated by her expertise.

Despite that, you found yourself growing more and more drawn to her. There was something magnetic about her confidence and strength, something that made you want to get closer and learn more.

Miss Diwu led you through the school, her stride long and confident. As the announcement about dorms playing on the loudspeaker, she glanced at you with a raised eyebrow.

"Dorms, huh?" she mused. "I guess that means we'll be rooming with other teachers." There was a hint of disappointment in her voice, but she quickly shook it off. "No matter," she said firmly. "We'll just have to make the best of it."

Together, you headed to the main office to collect your dorm keys. The process was quick and efficient, and soon enough you were holding a shiny metal key in your hand.

"Well," Miss Diwu said, turning to face you. "Shall we go check out our new accommodations?"

Miss Diwu raised an eyebrow at the principal's announcement, her expression unreadable. "Is that so?" she said coolly. "Well, if that's what has been decided, then I suppose we have no choice but to make it work."

As the principal walked away, Miss Diwu turned back to you. "Looks like we'll be roommates after all," she said, a hint of amusement in her voice. "I hope you don't snore too loudly."

With that, she led the way to your dorm, the two of you walking side by side. It was a quiet walk, with neither of you speaking much, but there was an undercurrent of tension between you, a sense of anticipation and excitement that hung in the air.

As you walked to your shared dorm with Miss Diwu, you couldn't help but feel a sense of nervous excitement. The thought of spending the night with her was both thrilling and intimidating.

Once you arrived at the dorm, Miss Diwu wasted no time in getting settled. She unpacked her bag with practiced ease, moving with a grace and efficiency that spoke to her years of training in self-defense.

"So," she said, turning to face you once her things were put away. "What do you want to do tonight? We could watch a movie, play a game, or..." Her voice trailed off suggestively, leaving the rest unsaid.

There was a hunger in her gaze that made your heart race. You could tell that she wanted you just as badly as you wanted her, and the thought was enough to make your head spin.

"Sure thing," Miss Diwu said, nodding in approval. "There's a bathroom just down the hall, feel free to use it."

She watched you as you gathered your things and made your way to the bathroom. There was a heat in her gaze that made your skin tingle, and you could feel her eyes following you even as you closed the door behind you.

As you showered, the sound of the water drowned out everything else. You let yourself relax, letting the warm spray wash away the stresses of the day. But even as you tried to clear your mind, you couldn't help but think of Miss Diwu waiting for you back in the dorm. The anticipation of what was to come filled you with both excitement and apprehension.

As you closed the door to the bathroom, the sound echoed loudly through the dorm. You winced at the noise, realizing too late that you had closed it too forcefully.

But your embarrassment was short-lived as you suddenly realized that your towel had slipped from your grasp and fallen to the floor. You were left standing there completely naked, with nothing to cover yourself.

You quickly bent down to pick up the towel, but as you did so, you heard the sound of footsteps approaching. You turned around to see Miss Diwu standing in the doorway, her eyes fixed on your naked body.

For a moment, neither of you spoke. There was a charged silence between you, filled with anticipation and desire. Then, without warning, Miss Diwu stepped forward and took you in her arms, pressing her lips to yours in a fierce, hungry kiss.

Miss Diwu's kiss was intense and passionate, but it quickly turned forceful and aggressive. She pushed you up against the wall, her hands roaming over your naked body, exploring every inch of your skin.

You tried to resist her, but she was too strong for you. She pinned your arms above your head, holding you in place as she continued to kiss you with a fierce hunger.

Despite your protests, your body began to respond to her touch. You felt yourself growing wet between your legs, your nipples hardening as Miss Diwu's hands explored your curves.

It was clear that Miss Diwu was in control now, and there was nothing you could do to stop her. You were at her mercy, completely under her spell.

Miss Diwu's hands continued to roam over your body, her touch rough and demanding. She pushed you back onto the bed, climbing on top of you as she began to kiss and bite at your neck.

You tried to push her away, but she was too strong for you. Her fingers slipped between your legs, finding your wetness and beginning to stroke you in a way that made you gasp with pleasure.

Despite your reservations and protests, your body was betraying you. You felt yourself growing more and more aroused with each passing moment, your desire for Miss Diwu overwhelming any sense of caution or hesitation.

As she continued to touch you, you found yourself giving in to her completely, letting her take you however she wanted. You were hers to command, completely under her spell.

Miss Diwu continued to explore your body for an hour, her touch rough and demanding. She took you in every way possible, leaving you completely exhausted and satisfied.

As she lay beside you, her fingers still tracing patterns on your skin, you couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt and shame. You had given in to her completely, letting her have her way with you despite your reservations.

But even as those feelings lingered, you couldn't deny the pleasure that you had experienced. Miss Diwu was a skilled lover, and there was no denying the intense physical connection that the two of you shared.

You knew that things between you would never be the same again, but for now, you were content to simply lie there beside her, basking in the afterglow of your passion.

Miss Diwu looked at you with a cold and calm expression, her eyes betraying nothing. "I did it because I wanted to," she replied simply. "There's no need for explanations or justifications. We're both adults, and we both know what we want. And right now, what we want is each other."

She reached out to stroke your cheek, her touch gentle and surprisingly tender. "Don't overthink it, my dear. Just enjoy the moment."

Miss Diwu watched as you fell asleep, her eyes lingering on your peaceful expression. She knew that what had happened between the two of you was complicated and messy, but she couldn't deny the intense attraction that she felt towards you.

As she lay there beside you, she couldn't help but wonder what the future held for the two of you. Would this be a one-time thing, or would it develop into something more? Only time would tell.

For now, all she could do was lie there beside you, watching as you slept and wondering what the morning would bring.