Emiko is a teacher at Yohr High with a dirty little secret. With academics not paying enough, the famously shy professor lives a second life as a serve maid. But what happens when two worlds collide? See Emiko try her best in what will become one of the most sexually charged weekends of her life!

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Includes

• Femdom
• Foot Tickling
• Humiliation
• Nylons
• 13 page story

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Sample

It was mid afternoon at Yohr High School when the usual suspects came to occupy the teachers lounge. Mai Sato, a 39 year old English teacher, along with her loyal coo of hens gather to talk about the only thing that seemed to be on their mind. Sex.

“It was such a lovely night that when we got back to the hotel, I couldn’t resist but to have my way with him.” Mai continues with her story, only now getting to the best part. Normally having the floor during such conversations, she knew just how to dazzle these girls with tales of her escapades.

In great detail she describes every act the pair of them did. Where her and the newest plaything of the month flung themselves around the room in a bout in uncontrollable love making. Ending the night with him tied to the bed wile Mia rode the man like a stallion. Her caramel body trembling with each orgasm from her toy’s fat cock.

“Ah gosh Mai, that’s so lewd!” One of her friends in the group sighs, hanging off every word from the short haired woman’s lips.

“And that’s just the appetizer.~ Lover boy has been hinting to a surprise trip soon. And if he’s done just that then he can expect a lot more where that came from.”

“That’s our Mai for you. Not a man in the country could resist her, haha!” Another woman snorts. The blush on their face as evident as the envy in their voice.

“Oh come now,” Mai makes an act of shrugging off the praise even though she fed off it. “I just know how to have a bit of fun. I’m sure you girls are no different.” She muses politely, knowing damn well these ladies had no such experiences to brag about.

“Nope.” One of them answers bluntly. “Not since the kid….”

“I’m pretty sure Jerry doesn’t even remember where we keep the handcuffs these days.” Another sighs longingly.

The third friend, too shy to admit her own lack of sex life instead turns to the last teacher at the table.

“What about you Emiko? See any excitement lately.” She asks hopefully, praying she’d not have to confess the lack of “excitement” in her own life.

Emiko looked up from her phone in shock, not expecting to be put into the spot light so suddenly. The 26 year old music teacher shifts in her chair, trying to think of something to say. Not knowing exactly the best way to answer such a thing. And so suddenly… she can already feel her cheeks burning.

Mia snickered into her hand. “Oh don’t be cruel!! You know our Emiko isn’t that kind of girl. Let her graduate to handholding first.” The English instructor teases, knowing Emiko as nothing but a powder puff since she’s known her. Being the youngest, she was forever seen as the baby of the group.

Emiko shyly tucks her almond hair behind her ear and smiles good-naturedly. This convo coming at the worst time as the texts continued flooding her phone.

“We need you. There was a cancellation.”

“Where are you?”

“Get your ass here or you won’t be payed for the month.”

“Damn.” Emiko thinks to herself. They’ve not made her come in so suddenly like this in a long time. Luckily for her she had no prior obligations after her lunch break, but how was she to explain this to her friends.

“Earth to Emiko. You ok?” Mia asks impatiently. “I didn’t hurt your feelings did I? You know I meant nothing by it.”

The adorable music coach thinks fast on her feet, doing her best to avoid eye contact with her phone.

“Oh no! It’s just that… it’s just… it’s funny you guys should ask. I-I actually have a date!” Emiko smiles nervously. Hoping she’s not just jump the shark.

All four woman look at her in amazement.

“You’re kidding!” One exclaimed.

“Who?! Who?!” The second one follows, just as excited by the news.

“I bet it’s the cute new librarian!” The other one giggles, bringing this man up for the fourth time today.

Emiko starts to feel herself sweat, rattling off lie after lie about names and fake meetings. All the while the txts on her phone became more persistent.

“Is that him now?” Mia asks, crossing her arms quizzically. “If so he’s an eager boy isn’t he?”

“Yes well….” Emiko looks to the left, and then back at her mentor. “We sort of had a change of plans, so he’s hoping to meet up now.” She smiles worryingly, hoping this works.

“Really? You should go then!”

“I’ll cover everything else for you here. You covered for me last month!”

Mia only half jokes. “Geez. None of you are ever as eager to let me leave early…” The older woman pouts and winks. “Have fun Emiko! Hope he’s not too handsy~”

Emiko meanwhile is nearly out the door as soon as she hears one of them tell her to leave. She rushes down the hallway and finally answers the texts.

“I’m leaving now. But you bastards better give me double for this.”

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“Thank you for being with me today, master!” Emiko cheers, making a heart symbol with her fingers as was company policy. “Make sure to come and see me again, okay?

The satisfied man dreamily waves back and exits the parlor. Emiko’s cheerful demeanor quickly turns into an exhausted sigh as soon as his back is turned.

“God, my cheeks hurt so bad from smiling.” She whines, rubbing her face furiously until the dull ache fades. Before going to clock out, she checks the mirror to make sure that last client didn’t leave a stain on her maid dress.

Thankfully not… There had to be easier ways to make money then this? Putting on this silly thing and spending time with strangers. Sure teaching is a respectable job, but the pay just wasn’t enough. Not how things were today…

Emiko walks back to the room, making sure to get everything in order before she’d head out for the night. As always around this time her mind wanders to the dreaded thought of anyone finding out her secret. That needle-thin tightrope she has been tiptoeing on would snap within an instant.

How would she cope with all the questions? Not to mention the rumors and stories of the woman who teaches by day and services men at night. All friendly conversation at the teachers lounge would quickly become about what she has or hasn’t done. Or even more humiliating, how much she enjoys it. That question alone was enough to make her stomach do backflips.

Not that keeping her job would even be on the table...

Emiko lets the thought go as her boss knocks on the door, informing she’ll be locking up for the night. Her mind at that point could only obsess over how long this day has been.

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It takes Emiko thirty minutes or so to tighten up before her departure. Excited to get back into her own cloths, she heads out of the lovers room and down the hall to return her uniform. That’s when she hears the chimes by the door ringing across the establishment.

“Hello? Is anyone here? You guys have to have an ATM in this place, right?” The feminine voice bellows.

Emiko sighs, just wanting this day to end so she could rest her feet. Instead she puts on her friendly face and goes to help. The frills on her dress swooshing all the way.

“Actually no…” Emiko answers, turning the corner down the hall and to the entrance. “What you’ll want to do is go two stores down an-…”

Emiko stops dead in her tracks, the words now caught in her throat. Their in the entrance way, rifling through her pocket book was Mia. With zero time to react the older woman’s eyes flicked up to meet Emiko’s.

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