Tale of a Hedonistic wizard

'Damn!' A thought crossed Jaegar's mind as he watched her, a moment of realization that his previous notions about the allure of a woman smoking were far surpassed by the captivating scene unfolding before him. Her nude frame, illuminated by the soft glow of the room, was a sight to behold, a feast for his eyes that left him momentarily breathless.

Her eyes closed in quiet contemplation as she drew in a puff of smoke, the tendrils curling gracefully around her. With an exhale of smoke that seemed to hold an air of mystery, she transformed the simple act into a hypnotic ritual.

Her silver hair cascaded over one shoulder, framing her face in a sensuous curve as she glanced his way, a subtle invitation in her eyes. "Do you want one?" Her voice, a low and inviting murmur, hung in the air between them.

Jaegar met her gaze with a mixture of intrigue and desire, captivated by the alluring aura that enveloped her. Accepting her offer, he rose from his seat and approached the couch, settling beside her.

He had the habit of smoking in his previous life, and he had tried all sorts of alcohol back then. As he reached for the cigarette she offered, memories of his past indulgences flooded his mind, reminding him of the reckless abandon he once possessed.

Despite leaving that life behind, a hint of nostalgia lingered in his eyes as he retrieved a cigarette from the box, mirroring her earlier action as he placed it between his lips.

Drawing in a deep breath, he ignited the tip of the cigarette, feeling the warmth and smoke fill his lungs. As he exhaled, a sense of calm washed over him, a tangible relaxation that seemed to erase the cares of the world outside. The flickering ember cast a soft, mesmerizing glow, enhancing the intimate ambience they now shared.

"This feels nice," he said, as he leaned back on the couch.

Isadora noticed his half-rigid cock, she said, "I can't believe your cock is still hard."

"Well, I'm a perfectly healthy young man who still hasn't reached twenty, and sitting next to such an enchanting beauty would certainly make it hard."

"Oh god, you are really a lot younger than me. And the fact that you made me cum several times makes my body tingle, and it was the best that I had in probably a decade."

"Wow."

"I have to say, I had this fantasy of doing it with the professor, you know. And even getting compliments from her, well…"

"You better believe it, boy. I think you've got to live that fantasy twice," she said, taking another puff of the cigarette.

"Twice?" he asked, confused, even though he knew.

"You don't have to hide it, Jeanine already told me what you have done."

Jaegar didn't think that she would say anything to anyone as she seemed so strict, but she said it in the end.

Well, not that it made a difference to Jaegar. He only smiled, then continued smoking.

Seeing that he was silent, she asked, "Do you have any more of your fantasies?"

He didn't reply to her and kept his silence. He had one more thing he wanted to try, but he didn't want to push his luck for now.

"Go on, tell me, what is it?"

"Just one scene that I have wanted to have with a teacher," he said.

Isadora put her leg over the other, placed her hands on the knees, and cocked her head to the side, "Let me guess, you want to do my ass too."

'HELLO THERE!' he thought as he felt his cock twitch a little, and the little detail was not to miss the Lady Professor.

She smirked at his cock, taking it in her hand's grip, and said, "You want my ass, eh?" She felt it throb after she said it.

With a gentle gesture, she withdrew her hand, her words carrying a note of both reluctance and promise. "Well, Mr. Jaegar, the idea is indeed tempting, but it will have to wait for the next occasion."

"Next time?" His eyes sparkled with curiosity and anticipation.

Isadora's laughter danced through the air, a melodic sound that resonated with a hint of amusement. "You certainly seem to possess quite the appetite," she teased, her gaze locking onto his with an all-knowing twinkle.

Jaegar met her playful gaze with a confident grin, unapologetically embracing his nature. "Who doesn't? Many keep their desires concealed, but I've always preferred to be candid," he admitted, a sense of pride in his straightforwardness is evident in his words.

As the atmosphere shifted, Isadora's demeanour took on a more serious tone. "Alright, now it's time for you to depart," she stated, her gaze drifting to the window. "The first light of morning will soon grace the sky."

Jaegar finished the remnants of his cigarette, the comforting ritual serving as a brief interlude before their parting. He swiftly adorned his clothing, readying himself to leave.

But just as he was about to step away, Isadora's actions caught him off guard. In a sudden and unexpected move, she drew him close, her lips meeting his in a lingering kiss. The taste of the cigarette smoke lingered, adding a unique layer to the exchange.

As their lips parted, she offered a sly smile, her words carrying a promise that resonated in the air. "Consider that kiss a farewell until our paths cross again, young man."

With a subtle satisfaction, Jaegar left the room, the memory of their intimate encounter burning brightly in his mind as he ventured back into the approaching dawn.

While walking back, his thoughts went to back to the woman he had until now, it was all done for pleasure, and there was no love for him. For him, who felt heartbreak once, he didn't want to engage himself in one right now as he was having the time of his life.

He reached the dorm, went back to his room, and slept for the remaining hours until sunrise.