Caleb Mercer felt a jolt of sheer disbelief coursing through his veins as he realized the identity of his newest visitor. It was Ms. Hale. He could hardly wrap his head around the fact that his beautiful, dignified teacher was sneaking into his bed. She had explicitly warned him earlier not to harbor any inappropriate thoughts about her, yet here she was, initiating the very thing she had f*******n. His mind raced with denial, trying to convince himself that he had made a mistake and that it could not possibly be her. Seeking absolute certainty, Caleb subtly shifted his hands to confirm his suspicions. There was absolutely no mistaking those perfect curves. It was undoubtedly Sylvia Hale.
He had imagined countless different people attempting a midnight rendezvous, but never in his wildest
