Hearing her words, Dapper was surprised and amused at the same time.
"You mean literally any wish, as long as it's within your capability?" Dapper asked again to confirm.
"Yes, I mean it. Any wish—as long as I can afford it, I'll fulfill it," Mrs. Layla confirmed.
Instantly, a thought flashed through Dapper's mind.
'If I ask her for a blow job, she wouldn't refuse, right? Especially now that the pheromone scent is still active.'
"Dapper?" Mrs. Layla called, snapping him out of his thoughts.
"Ahem, I do have a request, Mrs. Layla," Dapper said, getting up from his seat and walking over to her table. "Since you said you'd grant me basically anything within your capability, I need your help relieving a bit of frustration," he said, pointing at the bulge in his pants.
"W-What… I'm your teacher—and I'm also married!" Mrs. Layla blurted, moving into a defensive stance as Dapper stood in front of her, only the table separating them. Yet her eyes stayed glued to his dick.
