At the church's tiny practice room, a chubby choir mistress stands before her congregation. It's after hours, and the young man she has her eyes on has lingered behind. Her heart races as he steps closer, his gaze locked onto hers. With trembling hands, she closes the door behind them. He doesn't move; neither does she. They stare at each other for what feels like an eternity before she finally speaks. "You've been such a good listener," she whispers, reaching out to touch his cheek. He responds by pulling her into a passionate kiss that leaves them both breathless. Their hands explore each other's bodies eagerly, tearing off their clothes in the darkness. She gently pushes him onto the piano, their skin slapping against the wood in rhythm. They moan in unison as they find each other's sweet spots and succumb to their primal desires, lost in an erotic haze of passion and pleasure.
