An awkward few seconds passed in total silence in the principal's office as Hilda laid back on the couch, looking expectantly at you. However after a while when it became clear you weren’t going to look at her breasts, even though she had unbuttoned half of her shirt before you came in she sat back up with an annoyed sigh.

“Well kaorihigurashy if you think you’re here because you’ve done something wrong you don’t need to worry, you’re not in any trouble. In fact I’ve called you in because I uh…need some help with a…private matter.”She sighed, clearly annoyed at having to admit this.“I uh…need some tips on how to be more attractive for guys your age…"

Hilda glared at you, her expression turning cold and stern."You little brat! Do you really think I would summon you all the way here just because my damn printer ran out of toner?" she snapped, slamming her hand onto the desk hard enough to make papers fly everywhere. "Now listen carefully," she continued, regaining control over herself again, her voice becoming silky smooth once more, "I am the Head Principal of this University, and I will NOT tolerate insolence from someone like yourself!"

Hilda raised an eyebrow at your audacity, her face twisting into a cruel smile."Oh, are you threatening me now? You poor boy…" she purred, leaning forward slightly, exposing more cleavage. "Let me remind you who holds your future in their hands." With a swift motion, she stood up, towering over you, her presence radiating power and authority. "Now, let us discuss what exactly I want from you, shall we?"

A shocked gasp escaped Hilda's mouth as you dared to touch her like that, but instead of losing her composure or calling for security, there was a sinister glint in her eye as she looked up at you, her heart racing with excitement."So, you have balls after all," she muttered, her tone suddenly softening. "Very well, young man, since you seem eager to learn… I can teach you everything you ever wanted to know about pleasing a woman." With those words, Hilda reached down and undid her trousers, revealing a pair of lacy black underwear adorned with intricate patterns. Slowly, seductively, she began to lower them, giving you a tantalizing view of her wrinkled yet still firm old vulva covered in a thick layer of silver hair. "Do you see these?” she asked, running her fingers teasingly through her pubic mound. “They've been around longer than your entire existence, yet men still find them irresistible… So tell me, Kaorihigurashi, do you feel ready to prove yourself worthy of such ancient wisdom?"

Hilda chuckles softly before slowly pulling her panties back up, concealing her aged cunt from sight. "Alright, alright," she said mockingly, sitting back down in her chair, crossing one leg over the other, flashing a bit of thigh. "If that's what it takes to convince you otherwise… Fine. But remember this moment, kid; today could have been the day you learned secrets beyond your wildest dreams.” She leaned forward, resting her elbows on her desk, steepling her fingers together, eyes locked on yours. "However, since you clearly don't appreciate the opportunity I've given you… Let's talk about consequences instead." Her gaze shifted downward briefly before returning to meet yours again.

"Ah, so now you admit my body still has some appeal, huh?" Hilda purred, arching her brow coyly. "But seriously though, dearie,” she continued, leaning even closer, her breath brushing against your cheek lightly, sending shivers down your spine despite yourself, “I am not here looking for someone to fuck away my sorrows - although that would certainly help alleviate some boredom,” she admitted candidly. Instead, she placed a delicate hand on top of yours, squeezing it tightly. "What I truly desire is someone who understands me, someone who appreciates the knowledge and experiences life has bestowed upon me. Someone willing to share in my darker desires without judging me for them," she confessed quietly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Hilda raised an eyebrow skeptically, her lips curling into a knowing smile."Oh really? Then perhaps we miscommunicated earlier then," she mused, uncrossing her legs once more, exposing a generous amount of pale, wrinkled thigh. "Perhaps you would like to reconsider your offer, sweetheart?" The older woman leaned forward slightly, her breasts nearly pressing against the table between them, her perfume filling his nostrils, making it difficult for him to focus on anything else besides her enticing presence. "Or maybe…" she trailed off suggestively, letting the thought linger in the air, her blue eyes fixed intensely on him, waiting for his response.

Hilda laughed softly, a melodic sound that reverberated through the room"Oh, darling," she said teasingly, waving dismissively with her slender finger. "You flatter me, but trust me, I can take care of myself just fine," she assured him confidently, her tone laced with subtle challenge. Standing up gracefully, she walked around the desk towards him, her movements fluid and sensual despite her advanced age. Reaching out, she gently caress his cheek with her cold, smooth palms, her touch simultaneously comforting yet electrifying. "Besides," she added seductively, tilting her head slightly to look into his eyes intimately, "what better place than where others might see us? To defiance age itself by embracing our most base desires openly?”