The Benefits of Being a Tutor

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Hanging on the wall was a plaque inscribed with "Medical Practitioner's Wisdom," inscribed "Respectfully presented to Dr. Chen Wei-chao, President of National Taiwan University," and signed "Congratulations from five individuals: Mayor Ma Ying-jeou, Legislative Yuan Speaker Wang Jin-pyng, KMT Chairman Lien Chan, DPP Chairman Hsieh Chang-ting, and PFP Chairman James Soong." It seemed to demonstrate impressive political and business connections; apparently, the parents were renowned doctors, no wonder their children were determined to attend medical school.

Footsteps echoed down the stairs, and a still-attractive woman descended—presumably the student's mother. I wondered if she, like Zhu Wan-qing, frequently underwent facelifts and beauty treatments. She looked to be no more than thirty years old.

Her figure was remarkably well-maintained; you'd never guess her child was already a senior in high school.

"Auntie, hello. I'm Zi-long, a student from the Department of Medicine at Yangming Medical School, here to apply for a tutor position at your home," I said respectfully, handing her my student ID.

After a few pleasantries, we cut to the chase.

"I only have one precious daughter, who attends Taipei First Girls' High School. Although her parents have urged her to study hard since she was little, her grades are only average to above average. She's still a ways off from getting into medical school, especially in the most important subjects like math, physics, chemistry, and biology, where she often fails. I hope you can provide extra guidance. If she gets into medical school next year, a thank-you gift is a must. Thank you for your help." Listening to the hostess, I realized that the student I was going to teach was a girl

, and an only child at that, pampered and raised with strict discipline.

"Yes, I'm willing to give it a try. I will definitely teach her diligently and not let you down," I replied humbly.

"However, we've hired two tutors for my daughter before, but her performance wasn't very good, and we had to dismiss them after a short time. So my husband hopes you can try teaching her for half a month. We'll increase your hourly rate by 10%. If she's still not satisfied, we'll have to find someone else. We hope you can understand."

"Otherwise, if there are no problems and my daughter can adapt to your teaching methods, then of course you'll be in charge for the whole year. Is that an acceptable agreement?" The hostess was clearly very picky. "

I'm willing to try. If I don't teach her well, I won't complain about being fired." Even in general companies, there's often a probationary period for job applications, so this request wasn't unreasonable, especially since the student was a pretty girl, which greatly boosted my morale. Besides,

while I might not be considered extremely handsome, I'm still quite good-looking, so I should be able to win a girl's favor.

"In that case, I'll take you to meet my daughter. Her name is Jialing. Let's start teaching her today. First, let's get to know the pace of their school's curriculum so we don't rush things." Oh? Jialing is a nice name. I hope she lives up to it. The hostess led me upstairs to Jialing's room.

"Jialing, your new tutor is here! Open the door and see her." The hostess knocked twice. "

Oh, coming, coming." The voice that answered was soft and childlike.

The door opened with a creak, and my eyes lit up. I couldn't believe that standing before me was an incredibly pure and beautiful young girl, breathtakingly beautiful. She had an oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, and eyes as clear as autumn waves. Her nose was perfectly shaped, like jade, and her cherry-like mouth was less than an inch long. Her skin was fair with a rosy glow, incredibly smooth and delicate, almost translucent. A few sparse bangs covered her forehead, making her even more adorable. She had short, glossy black hair, styled in small braids on either side, with two flower wreaths at the base of each braid. She wore a light red summer dress and a light blue pleated skirt, revealing a pair of exquisite little feet, crystal clear and very pretty. She wore snow-white socks and red slippers. Her gait was graceful and alluring. Combined with her elegant makeup and lack of powder, she truly deserved the description of "pretty, sweet, and pure."

Could it be that I've accumulated good karma in my past lives to be able to teach such an exquisitely beautiful girl? "

Hello, teacher, I'm Jialing. You can call me Amanda from now on," Jialing smiled sweetly at me and bowed respectfully, clearly very well-mannered. I quickly returned the bow.

The hostess then quietly excused herself, not wanting to disturb my lesson.

Jialing's room was elegantly and neatly decorated, with pink wallpaper, a pure white ceiling, and beige blinds. The windowsill was adorned with many lush green potted plants, like something a little princess would live in. Books and stationery were neatly arranged.

The bed and desk were spotless, and with the wind chimes and Hello Kitty decorations, even without Jialing, one could tell that a stunning beauty lived in this room.

After pulling up a chair and settling down, Jialing showed me all her school textbooks, workbooks, and exam papers. Flipping through her papers, my initial attention wasn't on her scores, but rather on admiring her elegant handwriting—the most beautiful calligraphy I'd ever seen. Only then did I assess her performance in each subject. Generally speaking, like most girls, her humanities grades were excellent; her Chinese score was above 80, and her English score in the 70s was quite good, even surpassing my own at that age, so she didn't need my tutoring.

However, she often failed math, physics, chemistry, and biology. With such grades, getting into medical school would indeed be difficult. Actually, I think she should apply to the first category; with her excellent humanities grades, she would be more than qualified for a national university's arts, law, or business school. It must be that her doctor father disregarded her inclinations, arranging for his only daughter to follow in his footsteps from a young age, forcing her to study medical school. Countless geniuses have been buried because of this.

At this moment, Jialing and I were practically sitting side by side. She exuded a youthful scent, a faint fragrance that made my heart flutter. I almost forgot I was there to tutor her. "

Auntie, I heard you had two tutors before me, but they quit soon after. Could you tell me why?" To seize the opportunity to tutor this beautiful girl, I naturally wanted to find out the shortcomings of the previous two tutors to avoid repeating their mistakes.

"There's no particular reason, I just didn't like them teaching." This reason made me gasp. So, being Jialing's tutor wasn't about how well you taught, but about being liked by her.

It seems Jialing has a bit of a princess complex; I'll have to be careful to please her in the future.

"So, what do you think of me? Do you like me?" I asked her. "I'm alright," Jialing smiled sweetly, then continued, "You're a bit more handsome than the previous two tutors, but I don't know about your skills." "Hehe, I'm a student in the Department of Medicine at Yangming Medical School. I was only able to get into Yangming because I was unlucky and couldn't get into the Department of Medicine at National Taiwan University. So, do I have the qualifications to teach you?" I'm only two years older than her, and it feels like I just finished reading those textbooks yesterday.

"Teacher, did you have a girlfriend in college?" I didn't expect Jialing to ask me this question; we'd only just met. It was a bit sudden.

"Let me tell you first, do you have a boyfriend?" I didn't know how to answer, so I just asked her that.

"I went to a nunnery for junior high and high school. My parents were very strict; I was driven to and from school, and my family always accompanied me when I went out. I never had a chance to have a boyfriend." "She said with a hint of melancholy, which seemed to make sense. A rich young lady like her wouldn't be allowed to date random boyfriends. Her father, who had high hopes for his daughter, would surely want a suitable match, arranging a marriage from childhood and perhaps already having a future husband in mind. Oh, I went to Taichung First Senior High School. Besides the three art classes that accepted girls, I was practically attending a monastic school. I don't have a girlfriend yet," I replied. Even if I did have a girlfriend, I had to say no, otherwise she might immediately refuse my tutoring.

Jialing smiled slightly and didn't ask any more questions. She then took out today's math homework and asked me to help her with anything she didn't understand. Luckily, I hadn't forgotten the calculus and matrices, so I didn't embarrass my alma mater, Taichung First Senior High School. While solving the problems, my elbow occasionally brushed against hers, feeling incredibly smooth and soft – a true pleasure. Unfortunately, time was too short; two hours passed in a flash, ending my first and unforgettable lesson. I could only look forward to seeing her again in two days.

From that night on, I always thought of Jialing before going to sleep, eagerly anticipating her arrival every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. I also diligently reviewed my high school textbooks again to avoid being stumped by her questions.

I also noticed that Jialing's makeup and clothes became more and more beautiful each time, revealing a different kind of beauty in her each time.

I finally made it through half a month, and thank goodness, Jialing's parents didn't mention firing me.

One day, I forgot to pee before class, and when I got to Jialing's house, I urgently needed to pee, so I asked to borrow her toilet. Hmm~ It turns out her bathroom was bigger than my living room, with an extra-large jacuzzi tub that could easily accommodate two people. There was even a large mirror on the wall next to the tub. The owner really knew how to enjoy life. Sigh, if I could take a bath with Jialing in such a nice jacuzzi tub, admiring ourselves in the mirror, even if I drowned, it would be worth it. I couldn't help but imagine Jialing bathing in that tub; it must be the most beautiful sight on earth.

A casual glance revealed three boxes of laundry in the corner. The first box contained men's clothes, presumably her father's. The middle box held dresses typical of wealthy women, likely her mother's. The third box, of course, was filled with green uniforms—clearly Jia-ling's. Sigh… Is it normal for a teacher like me to do something like this? I couldn't resist rummaging through Jia-ling's underwear, finding a pair of white lace panties. I picked them up and examined them closely. Near the center, there was a pale yellow patch—presumably Jia-ling's most intimate area. I wondered if this made me a pervert. I brought that pale yellow part to my nose and inhaled deeply. It smelled wonderful, a blend of Jia-ling's rich body odor and youthful energy that intoxicated me. Like Jackie Chan, the international superstar, addicted to marijuana, as described in the news, I kept sniffing. Finally, I couldn't resist masturbating.

I opened my eyes again and looked closely. There seemed to be something tiny stuck between the fabric fibers. I carefully picked it out with my fingertips. It turned out to be a pubic hair, about three centimeters long. This made me even more excited, as if I had found a treasure. At least it proved that Jialing's private parts had grown hair, and quite a lot of it, with only one or two sticking to her underwear. To keep it as a souvenir, I wrapped the pubic hair in toilet paper to prevent it from being lost. I put Jialing's panties back in and went to teach the class.

After that, I increasingly missed the unique scent of those panties. Why not possess them, keep them as a keepsake, and take them out to smell them whenever I missed them, just for a moment of self-soothing? Wouldn't that be wonderful? So I came up with a "switcheroo" plan. Luckily, I had already noted down the style and size of Jia-ling's panties. After visiting several department stores, I finally found them at Jinghua City. They were really expensive! Three hundred and sixty yuan for such a small amount of fabric! But Jia-ling's unique scent was priceless, so I had to buy them no matter the price. I washed the new panties two or three times to make them look worn, then dried them and applied my own urine to the same spot. The next time I taught a class, I pretended to borrow the restroom. Hehe, the switch was successful! I finally owned a pair of panties that Jia-ling had worn, and the scent was even stronger than the last pair! Aren't I a genius? This time, there was also a bra belonging to Jialing in the box. I could smell the faint scent of milk from her breasts, reminiscent of Taipei First Girls' High School. Looking at the label, it was a '34D' cup, so it seemed Jialing's breasts were quite well-developed.

Although I really wanted to masturbate while smelling Jialing's panties and bra, staying in the bathroom for too long would inevitably arouse suspicion. I quickly folded the panties into a small bag, put them in my pocket, and went to give Jialing a lesson.

Jialing's outfit was very different today, especially revealing! She was only wearing a loose t-shirt on top, and it was the first time I'd seen her in athletic shorts, revealing her fair and shapely thighs, which were incredibly alluring.

Looking closer: her hair was slightly damp, and under the t-shirt, she wasn't wearing a bra. Her nipples were erect, pressed against the fabric, which was about 80% transparent, and their shape was vaguely visible. From the lingering scent of Lishi soap, I knew she had just taken a shower.

If I'm not mistaken, the panties and bra I secretly smelled in the bathroom earlier must have been Jialing's recent purchases; no wonder her scent was so strong.

I sat down next to Jialing and gave her a few practice questions. As she raised her arm and began to write, I saw it—I really saw it! From under her armpit, through the gap in the loose sleeve of her clothes, I glimpsed one of her snow-white breasts. I tilted my head slightly to adjust my perspective, and sure enough, an incredibly cute nipple came into view, so budding and ready to bloom. If I could suck on it, I'd die happy! My lustful desires were aroused, and my little brother, uncontrollably, swelled up, feeling incredibly uncomfortable wedged between my pants. I instinctively reached down to pull at my crotch, but the more I pulled, the more prominent my erection became. Jialing caught a glimpse of this embarrassing situation. A blush spread across her face, and she lowered her head, silent, lost in thought.

Seeing this, I immediately stood up, pretending to stretch and walk around, trying to cover it up.

After a while, I stood behind Jialing and peeked to see if she had finished her questions. What I saw only made my recently cooled-down penis swell even more. As she bent over to answer, the collar of her T-shirt drooped, revealing a large gap. Looking down, Jialing's pair of full, round breasts were clearly visible. I couldn't help but hold my breath, completely mesmerized.

"Teacher, I'm done," Jialing called me, which snapped me out of my daze.

Because my penis was still erect, I couldn't sit down, so I picked up the answer sheet and graded it with my back to her to avoid embarrassment.

"Teacher, why are you acting strangely today? Sometimes sitting, sometimes standing? And with your back to me?" Jialing noticed something was wrong and asked me.

"It's nothing, nothing, I just have a bit of a cold today, and I was afraid of infecting you when I sneeze, so I turned my back to you." I pulled out a tissue, pretended to blow my nose a couple of times, and then reluctantly said, "Okay, I'll go back to my seat." "Teacher, I know what you're thinking?" After sitting down, Jia-Ling, no longer shy, stared at my crotch. I couldn't help but cross my hands over it to cover my embarrassment.

I replied, "Don't guess, focus on the lesson." "Teacher actually wants my body, right?" Jia-Ling saw right through me. I hadn't expected this usually well-behaved little princess to be so blunt today.

"Seeing pretty girls is a normal reaction for boys, and it's not just with you. Don't overthink it." Since she was right, I had no choice but to admit it. "

So, Teacher also likes looking at girls? Confess, how many have you seen?" Jia-Ling asked with a half-smile. I could only honestly answer, "I may think about them, but I've always been a model student, like Liu Xiahui, so I haven't seen a girl's body yet." "I want to be the first girl the teacher sees!" Jialing exclaimed, then abruptly stood up. In a delicate, shy voice, she lifted her t-shirt to her neck, revealing a pair of white, tender breasts right in front of me. The areolas were pink and about the size of a fifty-dollar coin.

I almost fainted at her sudden and unbelievable action.

"So unruly! You're not acting like a lady at all! Put your clothes back on right now, or the teacher will punish you."

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