"I'm so tired..."In the office, the elegantly dressed and intelligent female teacher stretched gently, her tone soft and coquettish: 'After doing it for so long, my legs and down there are really sore.'""
From noon until now at four in the afternoon, Teacher Chu and I had been at it almost nonstop for over three hours.
Seeing the usually cold and dignified Teacher Chu in this state gave me a strange sense of satisfaction. I chuckled softly and said, "Well, who asked that little mouth down there to be so greedy?"
Chu Ning looked at me with a resentful gaze, pouting pitifully: "You never take the initiative to come find me. If you came to see me just once a day, would I really need this much?"
"Uh..." I didn't quite know how to respond.
Partly because doing it too often would definitely raise suspicions, and partly because Teacher Chu, this beautiful young woman in the prime of her life, did have quite a strong sex drive.
Seeing me silent, Teacher Chu gently tapped my forehead and said with a smile, "Scared, you little rascal?"
I caressed her well-shaped bottom beneath her jeans: "Why would I be scared?"
Teacher Chu had prepared two outfits today—one with stockings and a long dress, the other with fitted jeans. She had come thoroughly prepared.
"I don't know what's wrong with me," Teacher Chu sighed softly. "Normally, I don't think much about these things, but as soon as I see you, I can't help myself. My mind keeps replaying those scenes of us in bed together."
I feigned surprise: "So my charm is that powerful?"
"Pfft," Teacher Chu snorted lightly, pinching my cheek. "Do you have any idea how many young girls are captivated by this face of yours? Some of the girls at school look at you with eyes that could practically melt."
Thanks to my parents' excellent genes, I do have decent looks:
Clear-eyed with a high nose bridge, slightly thin lips, and a handsome, refined face;
Standing at a full 185 cm, I have a tall and slender build, making me a perfect clothes hanger.
Every day, I'd open my desk to find a dozen or so fresh love letters, all under the envious gazes of my male classmates.
I sweet-talked her: "Even with so many girls liking me, didn't you still manage to snag me?"
"You always know how to make me happy." Teacher Chu Ning beamed, happily brushing her nose against mine.
"Are you hungry?" I gently stroked her slender waist with concern.
After going at it for so long, both of us had expended a lot of energy.
To avoid drawing attention from our classmates, we hadn't even eaten lunch.
Teacher Chu said, "A little."
"I made some congee." I picked up the insulated lunchbox I had brought into the office at noon and placed it in front of her. "Try it."
"What kind is it this time?" Teacher Chu asked with evident delight. "It's been so long since I've had your congee."
I opened the container: "Osmanthus, lily, and red date porridge. It's good for nourishing the skin and blood."
The congee in the thermos was still warm, emitting an enticing aroma.
Teacher Chu took a gentle whiff, looking eager, but then suddenly said to me in a soft voice, "I want you to feed me."
"Alright," I relented, picking up a spoon and scooping some porridge to her lips.
From what I knew, Teacher Chu Ning's romantic history was practically a blank slate.
She had never been in a relationship before, and her marriage was arranged by her parents with no emotional connection to her husband. That's why, when she's with me, she acts so coquettishly, like a young girl.
Chu Ning savored the delicious taste of the osmanthus congee in her mouth and couldn't help but say, "I was so preoccupied with thinking about doing that with you this afternoon that I didn't even notice you brought in the lunchbox."
"You really are a little pervert," I teased, giving her butt a playful pinch.
"I'm a big pervert," Teacher Chu cooed softly before leaning in to kiss me, transferring the congee from her mouth to mine.
"It's delicious," I murmured. "Even better than yours."
"Why?" Teacher Chu looked puzzled. "Isn't it the same?"
I grinned and explained, "That's because the congee I drank had your saliva mixed in."
"You..." Chu Ning blushed slightly. "Whichever girl marries you will be incredibly lucky. You're so sweet-tongued and such a good cook."
I pulled her into my arms. "Didn't you say you'd marry me after your divorce? Are you going back on your promise now?"
Teacher Chu met my gaze, her tone half-joking, half-serious. "I'd rather be your lover... They say mistresses are more favored than wives. I want you to always dote on me."
I sniffed lightly. "Why does it smell like something in the room?"
Teacher Chu paused, confused. "What smell?"
"The sour stench of love."
A smile tugged at the corners of Teacher Chu's lips, her expression unable to hide her amusement. "How cheesy."
"My dear Ning, hurry up and finish your congee."
"Feed me, just like I fed you—mouth to mouth..."
"You're even cheesier than I am."
...
We fed each other mouth to mouth, finishing the entire lunchbox of osmanthus, lily, and red date congee. Just then, the phone rang.
Chu Ning answered, said "Okay," and hung up.
"What's up?" I asked.
Chu Ning glanced at her watch. "Your Chinese teacher can't teach the last class and asked me to swap with her."
I checked the clock. "The last class starts right after this one ends."
"Mhm," Chu Ning hummed softly. "We'll head out in a bit. Remember to go downstairs and pretend you just arrived at school."
I held her delicate body close, my hands starting to wander again. "We might fool others, but we can't fool the cameras."
Teacher Chu shrugged it off. "The monitoring room is always empty, and who would bother checking the footage anyway?"
"What's this bulge here?" I asked, my hands roaming over her jeans and pausing at the slightly raised area between her legs.
Teacher Chu replied, "I put on a panty liner."
"Why a panty liner?" I was confused.
She shot me a light glare. "Isn't it because of what you did? You came inside me three times today, and you released so much. I'm worried it might leak out."
"It won't," I assured her, my fingers gently tracing the fabric of her jeans. "Your pussy is so tight; nothing will leak out."
Every time we had sex, her petals would quickly close up, leaving only a small, shallow slit. Even when her womb and delicate passage were filled with my cum, nothing would seep out. This was something I'd learned from our many intimate encounters.
"Better safe than sorry," Teacher Chu said as she got up from my embrace and began fixing her makeup in the mirror. "If it leaks out without a liner, it'll be really uncomfortable."
"Alright, I'll head out first then," I said, picking up the lunchbox. "I'll go while there are fewer people around between classes. It'll be too crowded once class lets out."
Teacher Chu hummed softly in acknowledgment. She turned to give me a kiss but hesitated, remembering the lipstick she had just applied.
Seeing her disappointment, I took the initiative and planted a kiss on her lovely cheek, gave her bottom a playful squeeze, then darted away in a flash.
The hallway was empty, with only the sound of lessons echoing through the campus. Hunched over, I made my way smoothly to the foot of the teaching building, just as the bell for the end of the second-to-last class happened to ring.
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