Caught in the Moment with My Student's Dad

I know I should feel guilty, but honestly, I felt like the hottest thing alive last night. It started innocently enough, we were just catching up over drinks at a bar downtown. His name is Mike, and he’s forty, a ruggedly handsome guy who was always protective of his daughter in my class. As the night wore on, the air between us got thicker with tension and desire. We both knew there was something brewing beneath the surface. Before I could second-guess myself or consider the consequences, we ended up back at his place. It felt like a dream, walking into his bedroom, him pressing me against the wall, our lips meeting hungrily. There was no hesitation when I climbed onto him on the bed, straddling his hips and guiding him inside of me. His hands gripped my ass firmly as he thrust up into me, hitting every spot that had been driving me wild all night. I moaned loudly as pleasure rushed through me, feeling powerful, confident in this moment even though I knew deep down it was wrong on so many levels. He pushed into me harder and faster until we both exploded together with a primal intensity.