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They were caught being intimate in the classroom. 

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My wife and I were classmates in college. We were together a lot in our freshman year and officially became a couple in our sophomore year. We're both conservative yet open-minded, and let me explain. My wife is incredibly timid. The thought of me inserting my penis into her vagina, thus ending her virginity, is a very heavy burden for her. Therefore, it's a 100% taboo subject for her. While I constantly tell women that they shouldn't have this virginity complex and shouldn't be bound by thin membranes, I'm also afraid. If someone actually breaks that barrier, I'll have to take responsibility. Damn, how can I take responsibility? I haven't graduated, I don't have a job, how can I be sure of my penis? So we never crossed that final line, and my wife remained a virgin. But then again, so what if we can't have sex? Men and women can "do" things too, besides sex! So, without penetration or any equipment, we used our hands and mouths without any inhibitions. We watched porn together, masturbated, did oral sex, 69... That's basically the background description. Now, let's start the story. It was 11 a.m. People with classes were in class, and it wasn't time for classes to end yet. People without classes were rushing to the cafeteria to buy food while it was still quiet. Ten minutes ago, the study room was full, but now only my wife and I were left. We sat against the wall, me on the left, her on the right. I was reading comics, and she was doing her homework. I was wearing shorts, no underwear underneath. She was doing her homework with a pen in her right hand, while her left hand was playing with my penis. Ever since I learned to sleep naked that summer in college, I haven't worn underwear. My wife seemed quite happy about this, saying, "It's convenient to touch." Even through my pants, it felt good. Not long after, my wife probably finished her homework, because the strength and speed of her touch noticeably increased. This was supposed to be a signal, but at that moment, Shohoku and Hainan were locked in a close game, how could I be distracted? Seeing that I didn't react, my wife moved closer, rested her head on my shoulder, and started kissing, licking, and blowing on my neck. But at that time, the score between Shohoku and Hainan was tied between 4 and 6 points, so I completely ignored my wife's affection. My wife got angry, buried her face in my chest, pulled my penis out of the zipper, and immediately took it into her mouth, giving me a frenzied, passionate sucking. Then she looked up at me, leering, "Want some?" I'd long forgotten about the national league, "Yes." "Speak, or hands?" My wife playfully drew circles on my saliva-covered glans with her index finger. "Speak." We looked around the classroom, but couldn't find a suitable spot. Although there was no one in the classroom and few people outside, the door wasn't locked. If someone barged in, it would be embarrassing, awkward, and who knows, it might even cause some kind of functional or psychogenic impotence—that would be a huge loss. After thinking for a moment, I pulled my wife to the classroom door, leaned against it (there was no glass in the door), and took out my penis. My wife smiled, tucked her hair behind her ear, squatted down, adjusted her position, held my leg with one hand, and guided my penis with the other, starting to masturbate. Basically, it was like an arrow on a bowstring, a bullet in the chamber, the countdown to launch was almost over, just waiting for the command to be given. At that crucial moment, thud! The door behind me slammed into my back. It didn't hurt, but it was loud. My wife was startled, quickly spat out my penis, stood up, and started fixing her hair and clothes. My wife was genuinely frightened; she hadn't even taken her clothes off, why was she fixing them? The person who pushed the door paused for a moment, then pushed again. By then, I had already moved away from the doorway and, of course, put my penis away. A girl came in, ponytail, jeans, carrying a backpack. As soon as she entered and saw us, she started apologizing profusely, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Her apologies made us extremely embarrassed, but we didn't know what to do. We didn't even notice anything strange about her accent at the time, and could only quickly return to our seats. Unexpectedly, this girl followed us to the seats in front of us, sat down sideways, and asked, "Do you have any religious beliefs?" We were genuinely stunned. Even if we weren't, we would have been at a loss for words upon hearing this question. That girl was the first foreigner my wife and I had ever met—a Korean—and in this situation! Then the girl pulled a thick Bible out of her bag and began, began, began preaching to the two of us… In that situation, damn, it made me feel like a truly despicable person from the bottom of my heart. For the next twenty minutes, we were forced to listen to her give a brief introduction to the life of Jesus, and then we even followed her in a short prayer. Amen, forgive me! I will never dare to do anything XXXOOOOOX in the classroom again, sob sob sob…

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