"Exposure"

As Maya stood at the front of the classroom, trying to process what had just happened, she couldn't shake off the feeling of arousal that had unexpectedly washed over her. She had been mortified when Eric started sending her explicit photos and videos, but as she looked at him, she felt a flush rise to her cheeks. It was as if her body had betrayed her, responding to the illicit and taboo nature of his actions. Maya tried to push aside her feelings, telling herself that she was a professional, that she was his teacher, and that this was completely unacceptable. But as she looked at Eric, she saw the mischievous glint in his eye, and she felt a shiver run down her spine. She tried to focus on the fact that he had just exposed himself to her and the entire class, but her mind kept wandering back to the images he had sent. She had always prided herself on being a strong, capable woman, but as she stood there, she felt like a schoolgirl again, unsure of how to navigate the complexities of her own desires. She glanced around the room, wondering if anyone else had noticed her reaction, but her students seemed oblivious to the tension. As the last student filed out of the classroom, Maya felt a sense of relief wash over her. She was alone with Eric now, and she wasn't sure what to expect. She tried to keep her tone even as she spoke, "Eric, I need to talk to you about what just happened." Eric grinned, seeming to enjoy the fact that he had gotten under her skin. "I thought you might like that," he said, his voice low and husky. Maya felt a surge of anger at his words, but it was tempered by the arousal that still lingered beneath the surface. She tried to tell herself that she was angry, that she was disgusted, but as she looked at Eric, she saw something there that made her feel like she was drowning. "Eric, that was completely unacceptable," she said, trying to keep her voice firm. "You can't just send me explicit photos and videos in class. That's not okay." Eric shrugged, seeming to enjoy the fact that he had pushed her buttons. "I just wanted to see how you'd react," he said, his eyes glinting with mischief. Maya took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. She knew she needed to stay professional, but as she looked at Eric, she felt like she was melting into her skin. She wasn't sure what was happening to her, but she knew she needed to get a grip. "Eric, I need you to understand that this is not a game," she said, trying to keep her tone firm. "This is not something to be taken lightly. You need to respect me, and my boundaries." Eric leaned back in his chair, a smirk on his face. "I think I understand," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "But I also think you're attracted to me, Maya. I think you can't deny the way you feel." Maya felt a flush rise to her cheeks as she realized that Eric was right. She was attracted to him, and she didn't know how to process that. She was his teacher, and he was her student, and this was completely wrong. But as she looked at him, she knew that she couldn't deny the chemistry between them.