Natalie had Instructor Robin's breasts in her hands.

  Her teacher's tits. The tits of a decorated top-ranker bat instructor from Te Academy. Were in her hands.

  It was a bit surreal.

  Natalie struggled to keep herself grounded as she washed Robin's chest, rubbing her fingers over those smooth, full curves and squeezing ample flesh. Try as she might to rationalize the situation, or remind herself that she o be careful, there was no way she could actually ighe fact she was groping Instructor Robin's tits. She couldn't believe she'd been asked to do this.

  "I do believe they're already, Natalie," Robin said, voice tinged with amusement.

  They were naked i bath of her private estate, standing in the shallower side—the basin sloped down—face-to-face so that Natalie could ther the older . Her bat instructor's nipples were erect as Natalie ran her hands across her breasts, sliding all around, smearing soapy water. It took a sed for the words tister. She hastily, though with reluce, forced herself to move on.

  Which wasn't necessarily a tragedy. From breasts she trailed down to Robin's smooth stomach, gliding over that ft, slightly bumpy expanse of toned muscle. And to other parts of her geous body.

  Leaning forward just the smallest amount, more by act than anything, Natalie's very erect cock poked gently iop of Robin's thigh.

  "Mind your spag, now," her Instructor said in mild reprimand.

  Natalie took a half-step back, swallowing. She tried to ighe fact she'd just felt her cock against her teacher's naked body. No matter how light and fleeting the tact had been, the idea still sent a thrill through her.

  Seriously, how had she ended up in this situation?

  And was Instructor Robin waiting for her to make a move?

  Natalie could barely put into words how tempted she was to push her luck. To find out. To let her hands wao grope her instructor uhe guise of washio pinch a nipple or slip a haweehighs. Even to 'actally' poke her coewhere less appropriate, just to see how Robin would react.

  Because that was what this all was about, right? Testing Natalie's resolve? But Robin had never actually told her not to make a move on her. And it wasn't like this was back at Tarenhelm, with Aina, where a slip of judgme real sequences. She even had logi her side; she could argue that without ever being warned, or explicitly made aware that this was a test, then she wasn't really at fault for making a move. Not when there'd been so many hints she might be ied. A vague inferehat Natalie wasn't supposed to wasn't enough to truly n her for her as. Plus maybe Robin really was waiting for her to make a move; maybe this wasn't a test, and just the older woman trying to get id. Hardly impossible.

  Even if it was a test, Natalie was starting to wonder if she should try anyway. A scolding for her ck of trol sounded like a great trade-off fetting to toy with her teacher's nipples, or even more exg activities. She wondered how much she could get away with before the real scolding began. Robin had barely reacted to having her breasts squeezed or a cock pressed into her, after all.

  Natalie finally built up the nerve—or the st dregs of her good sense fled—and her hands started to asd back upward from their route of ing Robin's body, though now with much less chaste iions. But just as her hands started to once again cup Robin's breasts for another round of squeezing, and this bout to be much more indulgent, Natalie was unceremoniously cut off.

  "That will do," Robin said, grabbing her wrists and l Natalie's hands away. "I shall return the favor, now."

  Natalie didn't have time to absorb the implications of that statement before her instructan doing just as she'd said. She grabbed the soap bar, thered her hands up, and began running soapy water across Natalie's own body.

  There was, however, no teasing sensuality to her movements: her hands traveled briskly around Natalie's stomach, sides, breasts, shoulders, arms, and so on, scrubbing her body without a hint of sexual i.

  Not that Natalie e less for that fact. She stood frozen as the naked older woman stood close to her, leaning forward to scrub down every inch of her. For the first time, she got to experience Robin's hands on her body, rubbing up and down her breasts, brushing her nipples in passing, making her breath catch.

  It didn't help her devolving posure. Natalie might have acted if she hadn't goill as a statue, too surprised by the development to react.

  Even when Robin reached between her legs, she didn't falter. Her hands slipped onto the base of Natalie's cock, ing slim pale fingers around her length, and stroked.

  Owice. Three times, her bat lead ran that powerful grip up and along her ag ere, and Natalie's mi bnk.

  It was happening. Instructor Robin was jerking her off. And of course she was. Obviously, this whole event had been leading to—

  Then she moved on, soapy hands w down Natalie's thighs. Professional as could be.

  So much for that. Her cock throbbed hard at being denied, boung visibly in front of Robin, and her instructor pretended not to see it.

  "I believe," Instructor Robin said a moment ter, stepping away from Natalie, "that I've taken a good initial appraisal of you. Please finish getting ed up. This session is at an end."

  Natalie stirred in surprise. "What?"

  "I never inteo take up your entire evening," Robin said matter-of-factly. "I want to be izant of your time." She sunk into the steamy water of the rge basin to the soap off of herself, finishing what Natalie had started. "I believe my goals today have been aplished, so you may return to Te now."

  Blinking, and a bit dismayed, Natalie asked, "What were those goals?" Her cock jumped a sed time in anger of being denied. Her entire body felt like it was on fire. There'd been too much teasing for too long straight, not to mentio and humid air of the bathroom amplifying the effect.

  "Taking my measure of you, as I said," Robin replied. "This is where today ends. Progress made too quickly be a harmful thing." She raised an eyebrow at Natalie. "Finish ing yourself. Did I not give you an order?"

  At the firm, but not harsh, tone of voiatalie hastily began washing herself off as she'd been instructed. Her fingers lingered briefly on her own cock—giving it a few more strokes thahree professional ones Robin had. Which did, she noted, draw the instructor's attention, though she didn't ent. Natalie would've kept going, ent up enough she almost couldn't help it, but pleasure from her own hand obviously wasn't what she wanted, here and now.

  After ing off, Robin stepped out of the basin, and while Natalie stole an indulgent look of the older woman's curves from the delightful vantage of beih her as she climbed out, she was forced to hurry and follow. Robin wiped herself down with oowel and ed another around her waist. Natalie followed her lead.

  "Leave the uniform," the Instructor said. "You'll be leaving shortly, o put it ba. Your clothes are ba the office."

  "But—"

  Robin had already stridden out. Flushing, Natalie jogged to catch up after testing ways te her towel. Unfortunately, the towels were rather slim, which meant she could either cover her chest or her crotch, but not both. Especially not with her ere, which stuck the towel up an unfortunate amount.

  And so, a few seds ter, she was walking through Robin's house with her tits out, beside the older woman who was likewise half hey passed a maid who, again, didn't bat ahey were apparently more thao such things. Or very well trained.

  Robin led her up to the office, where she instructed Natalie to put her Te uniform ba.

  "A carriage is waiting for you outside," the Instructor said. "See yourself out. I still o get dressed myself." She hummed. "I'm pleased by how today went. Our session will be more involved."

  More involved? Natalie swallowed thickly at that.

  "And it'll be, uh, same time week?"

  "Some time week," she corrected. "The day may vary, depending on my schedule. But yes. Once per week, on average."

  "Okay. It was … nice speaking to you?" She couldn't believe she was being dismissed, that it was over just like that.

  "You as well, Natalie."

  And so, without further ceremony, Natalie was forced to make her exit. She was still blushing after the short carriage ride and walk, when she made it back to her dorm.