Zhao An sat directly in the principal's seat, picked up the pregnant Bai Junlin, and placed her on his lap, stroking her belly with one hand. "My slutty wife, did you miss me?"
Bai Junlin passionately kissed Zhao An. "Yes...husband, I missed you...ah...no...not now...husband...I'll have a female teacher come and keep you company...the school has expanded recently...there are many nice female teachers..." She then pulled up some files on the computer; they were all female teachers, some married, some unmarried, some mature women, and some recent graduates.
Zhao An stroked Bai Junlin's breasts as they looked at the file together. "Very good, you did very well. But now, I'm going to fuck that Wen Wei first, she's such a slut!"
Bai Junlin covered her mouth and giggled, "She used to teach you in elementary school, I think she was your homeroom teacher. Later she was transferred to another city. Now she's practically your former homeroom teacher. Isn't fucking your homeroom teacher great?" She knew her man's fetishes well; he would fuck virgins, but he preferred women with hot bodies.
Whether it was a married woman, a mature woman, or a young girl, he would fuck them all. Fucking young girls was risky and troublesome; virgins weren't unheard of, so why make things difficult for himself?
"You understand me best. But it's okay, take your time. I'll tell you after I've chosen. Never mind, don't interfere, I'll handle it myself. Forcing or bribing me to do it, these sluts, haha." Zhao An patted Bai Junlin's head, making her give him oral sex, while he continued looking at the file.
It's hard to imagine that in the principal's solemn office, a mature female principal with light makeup, a beautiful face, and an air of intellect, was squatting on the floor, her large pregnant belly and delicate toes in high heels. She was performing oral sex on a student sitting in a chair. Her once-proud mouth, meant for educating and nurturing students, now held a filthy penis, sucking and swallowing with practiced ease, occasionally adding a deep throat. It was clear this wasn't her first time; her skill was appalling—she was practically a slut!
Zhao An, panting, squinted his eyes, enjoying the principal's oral service. It was wonderful. This was the benefit of power—turning the school into his brothel, female teachers his concubines. Haha, when he got wanting to be lewd, even he felt a chill!
Meanwhile, Wen Wei returned to her desk, somewhat indignant. She had initially held a favorable impression of Zhao An at the technology conference, and getting close to such a genius was exciting. But after arriving here, she discovered that Zhao An was a scumbag who had sexually assaulted her! What upset her most was that the principal didn't care at all. It was easy to understand; after all, Zhao An was the school's star performer, so why would he be punished?
Besides, this kind of thing was perfectly normal. Leaving early, even skipping class, was acceptable. Even the principal had spoken; what could she do?
Wen Wei was still researching, thinking about what to do next. A hint of envy flickered in her eyes as she glanced at the dean's office. She too would one day sit in that chair. Her husband, Yang Lin, was somewhat bewildered. Yang Lin was a manager at a trading group, previously in charge of other markets, so he was always out of town.
Yang Lin's phone suddenly rang. He picked it up and saw it was the HR manager calling. He felt flattered. The HR manager was a mature, beautiful woman. Although she was over forty, her curvaceous figure always made one want to pin her down and fuck her hard. This was just wishful thinking; it was rumored that this manager was the sister of the district's Industry and Commerce Bureau director—that connection alone was astonishing.
"Hello Manager, this is Yang. What can I do for you?" Yang Lin, abandoning all pretense of composure, hastily spoke in a fawning, almost obsequious voice, a tone that sent chills down one's spine. It wasn't surprising; this manager's authority was simply too great. She made all the internal decisions in the company, and if she wanted to fire someone, the boss wouldn't utter a word, but would even strongly support it. Yang Lin was just a lucky guy; he dared not contradict such a powerful figure.
The cold, emotionless voice rang out, "Yang Lin, you're fired. Come back tomorrow to complete your resignation procedures!!"
Even more chilling than the tone was the words spoken. Yang Lin couldn't believe the company would fire him without reason! Standing there, somewhat bewildered, a sudden thought flashed through his mind: "That's right, I should call my sister, the head of logistics, and ask what's going on."
"Hey, sis, this is Yang Lin. I want to ask if you know why the company just fired me? It was the HR manager who called. Sis, you have to help me! I didn't do anything wrong, I just did what you said obediently." Yang Lin was a little confused. He'd been a long-time employee for seven or eight years; how could he be fired so easily?
The woman on the other end of the phone seemed to be suppressing her anger; she'd obviously been given a stern lecture over the phone as well.
"You bastard!! You're trying to get me killed, aren't you?! Do you know that because you offended someone, I'm in trouble!! Now I'm a lowly customer service representative, no longer a department head!!! You bastard!! Who did you offend?! Go apologize and make amends right now!! Let me tell you, the fact that the manager is calling personally proves how serious this is. You'd better behave yourself. Do you know that if you don't apologize, something terrible might happen next!! Go apologize right now!"
This made Yang Lin even more confused. He had no idea what had happened. He was still a bit bewildered; he hadn't offended anyone. He couldn't possibly think it was because of his wife, Wen Wei, because Wen Wei wasn't particularly beautiful, and certainly not the type to attract unwanted attention!