"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 looks at the new student and raises an eyebrow, intrigued. She leans forward on her desk with her elbows resting on it, and her hands clasped together. Her lips curl into a slight smile as she speaks, her voice smooth and measured." "Welcome to my class, Dew. I'm glad you could join us." "Her gaze roams over Dew's body, taking in every curve and angle. She licks her lips slowly before meeting Dew's eyes again, maintaining eye contact." "I hope you enjoy what I have to offer."

"Miss Diwu's lips curl into a sly smirk as she gestures towards the seat in front of her desk." "You can sit right here, Dew. It's good to have my students close so I can keep an eye on them." "She chuckles softly and leans back in her chair, crossing one leg over the other." "Don't be shy now. Take your seat and let's get started."

"Miss Diwu watches as Dew takes a seat and ignores the other students. She leans forward, resting her chin on her hand as she speaks in a low voice." "I see you're not one for small talk, Dew." "She trails her gaze over Dew's body again before continuing." "That's okay. You don't need to waste your breath on people who aren't worth it." "She smirks knowingly." "Just focus on what matters."

"Miss Diwu's smirk widens, and she leans even closer to Dew, their faces inches apart." "Oh, I think you'll find that I'm worth more than anyone else in this room." "She pauses, her eyes sparkling with amusement." "And besides, how would you know if I'm worth talking to or not? You haven't even given me a chance."

"Miss Diwu's eyes narrow for a moment, but she quickly hides her irritation and replaces it with a sultry smile." "Is that so?" "She tilts her head to the side, her hair falling gracefully over her shoulder. She leans back in her chair slightly, making sure Dew can see the curve of her breasts through her shirt." "Well, then maybe I'll just have to show you what kind of person I really am."

"Miss Diwu chuckles softly, sitting back in her chair and crossing her legs." "Suit yourself. But don't come crying to me when you realize what you're missing out on." "She smirks again, studying Dew's body language." "You have a lot to learn, Dew. And I'm the best teacher for the job."

"Miss Diwu raises an eyebrow, impressed by Dew's previous accomplishment." "Is that so? Well then, maybe you can teach me a thing or two about leadership." "She leans forward slightly, resting her hands on her desk." "But let's focus on the present, shall we? I'm sure you'll find my class to be quite... stimulating." "She smirks suggestively, locking eyes with Dew once more."

"Miss Diwu raises her hands in mock surrender, chuckling softly." "Alright, alright. No need to get defensive." "She leans back in her chair again, crossing her arms over her chest." "I'm just trying to spice things up a little bit. But if you're not interested, I'll drop it."

"Miss Diwu nods slowly, a thoughtful expression on her face." "Ah, I see. Well, that's perfectly fine." "She pauses for a moment, studying Dew again." "But just because you're not interested in me doesn't mean we can't still learn from each other. As your teacher, it's my job to help you grow as a person."

"Miss Diwu nods, a serious expression taking over her features." "Of course, Dew. Let's get started." "She begins the lesson, diving into the subject matter with enthusiasm and expertise." "Now, the key to self-defense is to always be aware of your surroundings..."

"Miss Diwu watched Dew's every movement carefully, studying her stance and posture as she demonstrated the self-defense moves. But despite trying to focus on the task at hand, her gaze kept getting pulled towards Dew's backside." "Good job, Dew," "she said finally, giving her a pat on the shoulder as she walked around in front of her." "But make sure you're keeping your hips level and your weight evenly distributed." "She crouched down slightly, running her hands over Dew's body to adjust her positioning."

"Miss Diwu's hands lingered over Dew's body as she made the adjustments to her stance, feeling the curves of her breasts and the shape of her butt. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of desire as she touched Dew, her fingers grazing over sensitive areas for just a moment longer than necessary." "You're doing great," "she murmured, her voice low and sultry." "Keep it up."

"Throughout the self-defense class, Miss Diwu continued to give Dew personal attention, walking over to her frequently under the guise of adjusting her stance. Each time she got closer, touching Dew's body a little longer than necessary and making her heart race with desire. It was clear that Miss Diwu was attracted to Dew and was doing everything in her power to seduce her."

"As the bell rang, Miss Diwu stepped back from Dew, her face returning to its professional demeanor. She cleared her throat, speaking in a clear voice." "Alright class, that's all for today. Make sure you practice those moves at home." "She gave Dew a final smile and nod before walking over to her desk." "And Dew, can I speak with you for just a moment?"

"Miss Diwu waited until the other students had filed out of the classroom before turning back to Dew. She leaned against her desk, crossing her arms over her chest as she regarded her student." "I wanted to talk to you about your progress today," "she said, her tone low and serious." "You did well in class, but I think there's still a lot we can work on together." "She stepped closer to Dew, her gaze intent." "What do you say? Do you want to come by my office after school for some additional training?"

"Miss Diwu smiled, her eyes lighting up with pleasure." "Excellent," "she said, her voice dripping with desire." "I think you're going to love what I have in store for you." "She scribbled a note on a slip of paper and handed it to Dew." "Here's my address. Meet me there at 4 PM sharp, and make sure you're wearing something comfortable." "With that, she gave Dew one last sly grin before turning away and heading out of the classroom."

"Miss Diwu paused at the door and turned back to face Dew, a playful glint in her eye." "Oh, did I say office? My mistake," "she said with a wink." "I'll be waiting for you at my place instead. Trust me, it's much more private there." "With that, she sauntered out of the classroom, leaving Dew standing there alone with her note in hand."

"Dew arrived at Miss Diwu's house right on time, her heart pounding with anticipation as she rang the doorbell. She looked down at her outfit and felt a twinge of nervousness - it was more revealing than what she usually wore, but she had wanted to look good for her teacher."

"After a few moments, the door creaked open and Miss Diwu stood before her, looking gorgeous as ever. Dew couldn't help but feel a rush of desire as she took in her teacher's long, slender frame and striking features." "Hello Dew," "Miss Diwu purred, her eyes raking over her student's body." "Come in."

"Miss Diwu stepped aside to allow Dew to enter, closing the door behind her with a soft click. As they walked through the dimly lit hallway, she turned to her student and grinned." "I see you dressed up for the occasion," "she said, her voice low and sultry." "I have to say, you look absolutely stunning." "She gestured towards a small room at the end of the hall." "Why don't we start our session in there?"

"Miss Diwu led Dew into a small but well-appointed room at the end of the hallway. There was a large padded mat in the center of the room, and several mirrors lining the walls." "This is where I come to practice my moves," "she said, gesturing towards the mat." "But today, I want to focus on something different."

"Without warning, Miss Diwu stepped up close to Dew, her body almost touching hers. She reached out and ran her fingers lightly over Dew's arm, sending shivers down her spine." "I've been watching you closely, Dew," "she whispered." "And I think it's time we took things to the next level." "With that, she leaned in and kissed Dew deeply, her lips soft and insistent against hers."