"No. No. Really. I just let that slip by mistake!" I hissed caught off guard and hoped that my little faux pas had been buried.
Sometimes it would have been more appropriate to think before I spoke... That actually worked semi well, but not always. Especially not when I was upset in any way. And I meant - hello? I was kneeling naked behind my half-naked teacher, who was also extremely attractive! Who could think straight after the previous intimate assault?
Fortunately for me, he didn't say anything back. Perhaps it was better that he didn't share his thoughts with me this time.
But what was he doing there for so long? The few items of clothing he had with him earlier were put on in a flash, weren't they?
Once again, I heard the sounds of clothing and once again I was filled with hope that the gentleman was finally dressed. So I dared to glance over my shoulder again, which was promptly smeared on my bread again.
"I can join you in the bath again, Mayu," he reprimanded me admonishingly, but with a teasing undertone.
...! Was I going too fast again? He must have seen in the mirror he was standing in front of that I wanted to turn around again. Couldn't he simply have looked in a different direction? That was unfair. But wait a minute - could it have been possible that he was just holding me out, even though he was probably already finished getting dressed?
I turned around completely, "Then come back, you impostor!" and put my left hand on my side, while the other still lay protectively on my chest.
Of course, he was already dressed in his snow-white shirt and beige pants, with his night-black boxer shorts peeking out from the waistband, and was just holding me out.
"Do you really want to go for it?" he asked me conspiratorially, pausing in his motion of zipping up his pants.