The Tutor's Seduction

To help my son improve his grades, I hired a male tutor for him online.

Unexpectedly, he was not only highly competent but also had an exceptionally fit physique.

One time when my husband was away, after my son finished his test and left, the tutor trapped me in the cramped study.

"Emma, you want this too, don't you?"

My face flushed with embarrassment.

Just as I turned to leave, he pinned my hands behind my back and pressed me against the desk.

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My name is Emma Anderson.

I am thirty-five years old.

I am a full-time housewife.

Ethan Sullivan is my husband.

He is now a department manager at a company.

He earns a million dollars a year.

After marriage, we had a son named Noah.

Over the years, Ethan has been decent to me.

The only things I have to fight against are my sagging skin and the glamorous women around him.

But recently, I have another worry.

My son Noah's grades are terrible.

It is almost impossible for him to get into high school.

To help my son not fall behind, I posted an ad online.

I plan to find him a tutor to improve his grades.

Soon, someone sent me a private message.

His name is Liam Evans.

He is a university student from a local top-tier school.

Not only does he have excellent grades, but he also self-studied and obtained a teaching certificate.

To ease my doubts, he provided me with his honors and awards from school.

He expressed a strong desire to get this part-time job.

Following the principle of not turning away a friendly person, and given his outstanding resume, I invited him for an interview at my home on Sunday afternoon.

But on Sunday afternoon, the weather suddenly changed.

A heavy rainstorm started.

I thought he wouldn't come.

So I started practicing yoga in the living room.

The doorbell rang.

I thought Noah had returned early from playing outside.

I didn't change my clothes and went to open the door.

When I opened the door, my heart nearly leaped out of my chest.

Standing at the door was a man at least six feet tall!

"Hello, Mrs. Anderson. I'm Liam Evans, who contacted you the other day. I'm here for the tutor interview..."

His voice was magnetic.

When he spoke, his prominent Adam's apple moved up and down, looking incredibly sexy.

Even worse, his white T-shirt and gray athletic shorts were nearly transparent from the heavy rain.

It was almost as if he were wearing nothing.

From my angle, I could clearly see his eight-pack abs and the two small cherries on his chest.

Even the bulge below became more obvious.

It seems the saying that men shouldn't wear gray pants is quite true...

Perhaps noticing my intense gaze, he wiped the rain from his face and hair.

He deliberately flexed the bulging muscles on his arms.

For a moment, the youthful hormonal aura hit me like a wave.

A dampness stirred between my legs.

"With such heavy rain outside, I thought you wouldn't come..."

I invited Liam inside.