Geisha teacher

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My name is Lin Xueqing, and I'm 27 years old. Five years ago, after graduating from the Art Academy in X City, I stayed on as a teacher. With my impressive height of 1.78 meters, I sometimes do modeling work both on and off campus. Although I'm not a professional model, years of stage art training have instilled in me an artistic temperament and confidence that allows me to perform with ease in various situations.

A few years ago, I married a foreign language teacher at the same

school, and we haven't had children yet. My husband's surname is Zhang, and his name is Zhang Xinmu; he's two years older than me. The Art Academy is a place with a strong academic atmosphere. Due to the nature of art, there are often various thoughts and events on campus that differ from those of ordinary people. Therefore, our lives at the Art Academy are somewhat different from those outside. However, in this increasingly diverse world, this difference is quite normal. Therefore, I'm generally satisfied with my life.

One summer weekend afternoon, around six o'clock, I was lounging alone on the sofa at home. The TV program was incredibly boring, making me feel utterly listless. Just then, the doorbell rang. When I opened the door, I saw it was Liu Laosi, the tailor who ran the shop on the street behind the art academy. There were two other people, Zhang Tiegan and Hu Qiuqiu, both Liu Laosi's friends. I often went to Liu Laosi's shop to have my clothes made for performances, so I was quite familiar with them. Especially Liu Laosi; despite his ordinary appearance and somewhat eccentric manner, his tailoring skills were absolutely top-notch. All the female teachers at our art academy liked to have their clothes made there. I'd had countless interactions with him, to the point that every time I had my clothes made there, he would intentionally or unintentionally touch certain parts of my body, making suggestive advances, taking advantage of me, or telling Zhang Tiegan, Hu Qiuqiu, and the others a lewd joke, indulging in some fantasies. I didn't argue with them too much. What era are we living in? Who doesn't understand these things? Besides, I knew my limits, and they wouldn't dare to overstep them. Moreover, almost every young female teacher at our art academy who went there to have her clothes made had received this kind of "treatment."

However, this was the first time Liu Laosi and his group had come to my house, which I found quite strange. After inviting them in, I asked them what they wanted. Liu Laosi didn't answer me directly. He glanced at my living room, then at me, and said, "Teacher Lin, you're dressed quite sexily today!"

His words startled me. I then noticed that I was wearing a thin, beige t-shirt that barely covered my navel, and white skinny jeans, also very thin, so thin that my thong underwear was clearly visible. The thong had a small, deep V-neck in the front and a drawstring at the back, with only a small triangle where it met the waistband. The underwear was light gray, quite visible from the outside.

I hadn't expected these guys to notice my thong underwear as soon as they came in.

But I quickly regained my composure. I'm a very open-minded person and don't object to showing my sexy side. I often dress like this in various situations, and Liu Laosi and his group have seen my sexy outfits many times before without any problems. I knew they wouldn't dare have any improper thoughts coming here.

I said to them, "You didn't come all this way just to say I'm sexy, did you? But don't even think about taking advantage of me!"

Hu Qiuqiu smiled broadly and said, "No way! No way! How could we dare do that! We just wanted to come over and have a look around since we had nothing else to do!"

Zhang Tiegan chimed in, "Isn't your Mr. Zhang home?"

I smiled and said, "He's away on a business trip. I think you guys already knew, otherwise would you dare come here? You've been quite good at scouting! Hey, Liu Laosi, you're so free today?"

Liu Laosi grinned sheepishly, "Not much work today, just taking a break, otherwise what's the point of life?"

I made them some tea, and everyone sat and chatted in the living room. As I moved around making tea, I clearly felt their eyes fixed on my lower abdomen and buttocks, the thong showing through my underwear, and my breasts. Since I wasn't planning on going out, I wasn't wearing a bra. Under certain lighting conditions, they could definitely see my erect breasts through the thin thong.

I ignored them, and they didn't go any further. After we chatted for a while, Liu Laosi suddenly stammered and asked me, "Teacher Lin, I heard that many female teachers at your art academy have taken nude photos. You took some too, is that true?"

I replied, "What? Who told you that?"

Liu Laosi chuckled again, "Don't deny it. Didn't you say we're really good at investigations? I found out long ago! I know who took photos with whom!" Then he named several female teachers from our school.

These guys are really something; they're absolutely right! I told them, "So what if we took pictures? It's art. Don't get the wrong idea!"

Hu Qiuqiu chuckled a few times and said, "Teacher Lin, what kind of people do you take us for! We know it's art, and we didn't think anything of it. We were just asking. Also, Teacher Lin, can we see your nude art?"

I laughed again, "Go away! What do you know about art?

You're obviously just looking for a feast for your eyes!" "Just let us see! Your bodies are so beautiful, you should show them to others more often." Seeing that I disagreed, the three of them actually started to beg me shamelessly, while constantly praising me. At first, I ignored them. They kept pleading. After a while, I got a little impatient and said, "Look at you grown men, acting like this! Fine, fine! I'm in a good mood today, so I'll let you have a look! But I'm warning you beforehand! You can only look here, and while you're looking, behave yourselves. Don't have any improper thoughts, and don't go around telling everyone after you're done!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" The three guys were overjoyed, almost unable to speak clearly.

The nude art photos that Liu Laosi and the others were talking about were taken at our art academy a while ago. At that time, the leaders of the art academy approached us young female teachers and students, saying that the art department lacked nude photos for teaching purposes. The models we hired from outside the school were not up to par and did not achieve good teaching results. Therefore, they wanted to ask us, a few female teachers and students with good figures, to contribute to the academy. At first, we all disagreed, but later the academy leaders kept persuading us and promised each person who took the photos a considerable subsidy. We thought about it and felt that the conditions were acceptable, it was for art, and it was only to be circulated in a small circle, so we agreed.

I'm very satisfied with my body. My big eyes, high nose, and slightly thin lips exude a cool, alluring charm. Although my body is slender, my breasts are firm and of a suitable size. I have long, shapely legs, without an ounce of fat, strong and straight—the part I'm most proud of. I really wanted to capture this beautiful body at its peak, to keep it as a cherished memory.

Four teachers and three students participated in the photoshoot, each taking over a hundred photos. The college selected the best few hundred to create teaching materials, then bound all the photos into a booklet and distributed it to everyone who participated. Those who participated included myself

, Zhou Xiaolin (dance department teacher), Mo Hui (acting department teacher), Luo Mingjuan (acting department teacher), Xiao Lili (dance department student council president), Chen Xue (youth league cadre), and Liu Miaojin (acting department student council cadre). All seven of us are renowned beauties in the art academy. Normally, Liu Laosi and others wouldn't even blink when they saw us, but now that they could see our nude photos, they were all incredibly eager. When I went to my room to get the photo album, Zhang Tiegan asked, "Teacher Lin, did you really take these pictures of people completely naked?"

I laughed and scolded him, "What's your rush? You'll see everything once you take it out."

Liu Laosi also said, "You're really stupid, Tiegan. How can it be called nude art if you're not naked?"

As soon as I took out the photo album, they immediately surrounded me. Seeing the nude pictures of several of the most beautiful girls in our art school, they were only able to swallow their saliva.

Showing off my beautiful body in front of others made me a little embarrassed. To ease the tension, I forced a smile and asked them, "How is it? Pretty, right? Whose body is the most beautiful?"

"Of course it's Teacher Lin's! This is true art!" Liu Laosi replied.

"You're just being glib! You know art? Then let me ask you, what's so beautiful about my body?"

"First of all, your body is smooth, white, and well-proportioned, every curve is just right. The most beautiful thing is your legs, straight and long." Liu Laosi, after all, had some education, so what he said was quite good. Zhang Tiegan, on the other hand, was a roughneck. He said, "I think Teacher Lin's breasts are beautiful, not too big or too small, round and firm. And the hair between Teacher Lin's legs is especially mysterious and alluring."

I was almost speechless at his words, my face flushed red.

Fortunately, Hu Qiuqiu suddenly asked, "Teacher Lin, you and Teacher Mo Hui are both married. Aren't you afraid your husbands will object to taking these photos?"

I took the opportunity to calm myself down and replied, "Of course we asked our husbands' opinions. They are both art enthusiasts and won't object." Indeed, my husband never interferes with me, just as I rarely interfere with him.

Hu Qiuqiu then asked, "Who took these photos?"

I told him, "It was Teacher Wang, the bearded teacher from the Fine Arts Department."

Zhang Tiegan chimed in, "Your husbands are so open-minded, and you two are so uninhibited, daring to take your clothes off for others to photograph. Teacher Wang must be having a real treat!"

I laughed and scolded him, "What are you thinking now? Teacher Wang isn't as lecherous as you guys. We did this for art! Besides, aren't you having a real treat now?"

Actually, we didn't just take nude photos. Because the photos were taken for student sketching, requiring the depiction of various human postures, and each posture to be photographed from eight different body parts, the seven of us models took turns posing in various ways, including standing, sitting, squatting, kneeling, lying down, prone, and handstands, while Teacher Wang photographed us from different angles. As a result, many of our photos captured our private parts.

Sure enough, they found these photos. The first one they saw was mine. In that set of photos, I was kneeling, elbows on the ground, hands supporting my chin, back tilted upwards, creating a beautiful human figure with my high, protruding buttocks. From the front, my beautiful back, full buttocks, and radiant smile filled the photo with perfect artistry. Moreover, Teacher Wang is an excellent photographer; the photos were very clear, and the lighting was excellent. I was very satisfied with this photo. However, Teacher Wang took eight photos of this pose in total, including the best frontal shot, as well as side shots, shots from the side-back, and shots from directly behind.

What astonished Liu Laosi and the others was the photo directly behind them. Because I was kneeling, my upper body bent forward, and my buttocks raised high, from behind, my labia and anus, nestled between my long, smooth thighs, were completely exposed. My labia were hairless, appearing full, smooth, and slightly brownish under the light. They were so astonished by the photo that they couldn't close their mouths. Although I had been somewhat prepared when I showed them the album, seeing three men staring intently at the photos of my genitals and anus still stirred a strange feeling within me. I even felt a surge of urge from the depths of my being—I was actually showing my most private parts to a few vulgar men! And at that moment, the parts shown in the photo were right there in my crotch, constricted by a small, tight thong, seemingly anticipating something!

My face was burning hot; I knew it must be incredibly red!

Liu Laosi and the others were stunned for a long time before they could speak: "Wow! Teacher Lin actually let Wang Dahuzi take pictures like this!"

"Teacher Lin, your pussy is so smooth! Smoother than your buttocks and thighs!"

"Teacher Lin's anus is the most beautiful, round, like a chrysanthemum!"

... Hearing several men commenting on my private parts in front of me, my face turned even redder. I quickly scolded them: "You're so bad, you saw it and you still have to say it, hurry up and turn the page."

Liu Laosi looked at me with a wicked smile and said: "Teacher Lin, I never dreamed I could see your pussy and anus!" Then they looked for a while longer before reluctantly turning to the next page.

But the next page was also mine. In that set of photos, I stood with my legs straight, bent over deeply, and hugged my calves with my hands. It was a common dance move, and it looked even more beautiful when I was naked. But there were also photos taken from behind in this set of photos, which also completely displayed my private parts.

Liu Laosi and the other two stared at the photos for a while. And I felt hot again, and my face turned red again.
This time, Liu Laosi and his two buddies simply looked at the photos that exposed genitals and anuses. There were many such photos; every model who participated in the shoot had one. So, the three lecherous guys looked at them, commenting on those parts of our bodies.

"Teacher Lin's pussy is the best, so smooth."

"I like Zhou Xiaolin, Luo Mingjuan, Xiao Lili, and Chen Xue's pussy, lots of hair, so sexy. But Teacher Lin's anus is the best-looking!"

"It's better if the labia are hairless, look at Teacher Lin's labia, they look so tender!"

... I blushed as I watched them look at the pictures, my impulse making me lose control. After they finished looking, I actually said to them, "Isn't it beautiful? The photoshoot was recorded! Do you want to see it?"

I regretted it as soon as I said it, but Liu Laosi and his two buddies were already excited, and I couldn't stop them from seeing it. Helpless, I had to take out a disc made from the photoshoot and put it in the DVD player.

The scene from that time appeared on the TV screen again: in the photo studio, several boys were gathered around, and their teacher, Mr. Wang, was asked to help adjust the lighting. The college's fat and lecherous Director Jin was also there. He was ostensibly there to provide guidance, but as a fashion designer, he knew nothing about photography and was clearly there to take advantage.

"Wow! So many men were watching you take photos? Even Fatty Jin was there, he's having a field day!" Zhang Tiegan said.　　　We seven female models stood naked

under the bright lights, taking turns posing as Teacher Wang instructed.　　　The camera then focused on my kneeling pose. Teacher Wang told me to kneel properly and raise my hips as high as possible. The camera was directly behind me, clearly showing my genitals and anus. Because my hip position wasn't quite right for Teacher Wang, he came over to correct me. At this moment, Director Jin stepped in first, pressing down on my back with one hand and placing the other on my hips, helping me lift them. On the screen, you could see Director Jin's hand was positioned perfectly; his fingers were already on my labia near the vaginal opening.　　　At that moment, I recalled that I clearly felt Director Jin's hand touch my genitals, and I felt quite ashamed. Being naked in front of so many students was already uncomfortable, and posing like that while people behind me were filming it made me even more embarrassed, let alone being touched like that by Director Jin, who was known for his lechery, in front of so many people! Although he had touched all the female models at the time.

But I also remember that although I felt restless at the time, I also experienced a strange sense of excitement. This excitement arose when I entered the studio and started undressing in front of everyone; it intensified when I posed and lifted my buttocks; and it reached a climax when Director Jin touched my sensitive areas! This excitement recurred during the subsequent shoot with each touch from Director Jin.

It was the same today. When Liu Laosi and the other two stared at my clearly visible underwear and said I was sexy, I felt a little excited. Then, when they saw my full-frontal nude photos in the album, the excitement intensified. When they flipped to my nude photos, the excitement was intense, and now it had reached a climax.

I was actually experiencing this kind of excitement in this situation! This frightened me a little!

The person with the digital camera was a male student. When he photographed my genitals, he zoomed in very close, so my pubic hair, labia, vaginal opening, and anus were displayed more clearly on the 34-inch TV screen than in the photos. Even the deliberate sliding of Director Jin's hand on my labia was visible.

Liu Laosi and his gang stared in disbelief. These three lecherous men, who always leered at my tall, alluring figure, had not only seen my naked body today, but had even seen my most private parts! I sat there, my face flushed and hot, a wave of pleasure washing over me, my breathing becoming increasingly rapid. I squeezed my hands tightly between my legs, feeling the thong straps constricting my lower body. I knew it was already a little wet!

Finally, the DVD finished playing, and I took a deep breath, trying to pull myself out of that state of shame and excitement. It was dangerous. Although I had generously let these three see everything, I knew very well that this had to end there; I couldn't get involved with them!

I was still somewhat clear-headed.

It was already 9 pm. I said to Liu Laosi and the others, "Alright, you've all seen it, did you enjoy it?"

They quickly replied, "We certainly did! It was truly an eye-opening experience!"

"Since you've enjoyed it, you've achieved
your goal for this trip. It's getting late, you should go back!" Liu Laosi and the others didn't answer me directly, but stared intently at me under the lamplight, saying, "I never imagined Teacher Lin would look so good naked! Look at your figure, whoever is lucky enough to sleep with you would be incredibly fortunate!"

I understood what they meant, but I ignored them. I said bluntly, "That's impossible! Don't try to push your luck! Alright, I'm tired, I need to rest, you can go!"

My tone was already tinged with anger, and Liu Laosi and the others quickly said, "No, no, Teacher Lin, you misunderstood, we didn't mean that."

Before they could finish, I told them, "Fine, whatever you mean, you should go!"

Liu Laosi wanted to say something more, but seeing my expression, he didn't dare to speak.

They walked out of my room dejectedly. As I closed the door, I clearly saw that everyone's crotch was bulging.
After seeing Liu Laosi and the others off, I packed my things, took a shower, and then went out onto the balcony in my pajamas. The evening breeze completely sobered me up.

I thought about what had happened that day. I didn't regret showing Liu Laosi and the others those photos and CDs, letting them see everything about me. Maybe they really saw art in them? Although I felt a little embarrassed when they saw my body and genitals, the excitement I felt at the same time was also something I savored. Somehow, I actually started to enjoy displaying my body to men's lustful eyes. The more I showed those private parts, the more excited I became! Good heavens, am I an exhibitionist? I was the one who first agreed to take nude photos this time. I've participated in many fashion shows before, and I've felt excited when I performed in sexy and revealing outfits. My God, could it be?

Thinking about how Liu Laosi and the others had been staring at my private parts, I felt a surge of excitement, even sexual urges! But my husband was away on a business trip, and I was destined to be lonely tonight. Gazing at the boundless darkness, I could only feel the tightness of my sensitive area under my pajamas... The autumn wind was quietly rising, but the city remained sweltering, and life continued in the oppressive heat of summer.

In the morning, I was instructing students in the practice room. I was wearing a swimsuit-style high-slit leotard, without stockings, my long, slender, white legs exposed. I object to wearing long pants or stockings while practicing, because that prevents us from seeing the changes in leg muscle definition during movements. My leotard was white, very thin, and slightly transparent. I wasn't wearing a bra, and my firm, full breasts could be vaguely seen through the leotard. Underneath, I wore a small, white, deep-V thong; only the hem and ties were visible from the outside. The underwear was made of semi-transparent gauze, and even through the leotard, a dark patch of skin at the groin was faintly visible.

I always dressed very sexily when practicing. I encouraged everyone not to dress too conservatively; beauty is not afraid of exposure, and one should bravely show it off. Only those with physical defects resort to clothing to conceal themselves. I also told my students: "Beautiful women must conquer life, first and foremost, conquer the gaze of others!"

My students were deeply influenced by me. The girls all wore light-colored, semi-transparent, high-slit leotards, and underneath, all wore thongs, each one more sexy than the last, many revealing their groin. Many girls, like me, didn't wear bras; youth blossomed there.

The boys were the same; their leotards were tight and thin, and their underwear was also small, some even wearing thongs. The tight leotards made their masculinity stand out. Men of this age have incredibly surging life and desire, especially surrounded by so many sexy female bodies.

With the help of a boy, I demonstrated a pose. I nestled in front of him, my back to him, my left leg spread wide and bent, my arms raised high. The boy was close behind me, his right hand around my waist, his left hand, as I instructed, stroking from my spread left knee along the inside of my thigh, down to my groin, to my lower abdomen, to my chest, to my left arm, and finally to my left fingertips. This is a small section from a Western dance, with strong connotations of love. This part is very important in the entire dance, but because the boy's hand touched some sensitive areas, everyone seemed hesitant and couldn't quite get it right, failing to capture the essence of the dance. Therefore, I had to demonstrate again and again with this boy who had a better grasp of the concept.

In this pose, my head rests back on the boy's shoulder. During the demonstration, I clearly felt the boy's breathing change with the movement of his hands on my body: the closer his hands got to the base of my thighs, the more rapid his breathing became. This rapid breathing reached its peak when his fingers reached my full, swollen triangle area, faintly dark beneath my leotard. After his hand moved away, his breathing subsided somewhat, but when it touched my high breasts, especially my prominent nipples, it became rapid again… His lower body also changed. This boy was about 1.78 meters tall, and his penis appeared very robust. Against the backdrop of our sexy female teachers and students, his penis was fully erect, bulging high on his lower abdomen. Even through the leotard, one could imagine its size. When I was in front of this boy, my buttocks pressed against his lower abdomen, I could clearly feel the firmness and thickness of his erection. I could also feel his penis throbbing against my buttocks, as if it were about to burst out of the leotard that could barely support it—a young man in his early twenties, capable of a violent ejaculation at any moment!

The boy held me tightly around the waist, the music soothing and gentle, and his hand slid back to my swollen triangle area… “Teacher Lin, Director Jin is looking for you outside!” A student’s voice interrupted our practice.

I immediately snapped out of my dance reverie. The boy then released me.

"Ah! Where is Director Jin?"

"He's in the rest area outside."

"Okay! Thank you!"

Director Jin was sitting in the rest area outside the practice room. As soon as I entered, the bright light in the rest area immediately revealed every detail of my body. The plump Director Jin sat there, smiling broadly as he looked me over. I think with the help of the light, his gaze must have penetrated my semi-transparent practice clothes, seeing my areolas and the faintly visible dark triangle area.

What are you looking at? Didn't you see everything when we took nude photos last time? I thought to myself, facing Director Jin's gaze.
"Hmm, Teacher Lin always brings a visual impact!" Director Jin suddenly said.

"You flatter me, Director!" I didn't know if Director Jin had any other meaning.

"However! However! Teacher Lin, with such a beautiful face, such a wonderful figure, such a noble temperament, and such sexy attire, I really regret not studying hard enough back then, so now I can't find the right words to describe how I feel when I see you!" Director Jin stood up, circling around me as he spoke. He was carefully examining every part of my body.

"Director Jin, you're quite the smooth talker! I bet even a god would be fooled by you!" Director Jin is known throughout the academy for his glib tongue, and I wasn't about to believe him so easily. However, as he looked at me, I subtly struck an elegant pose, giving Director Jin a full display of myself. Although Director Jin is a lecherous man, for some reason, I didn't feel any aversion or discomfort in his presence, even dressed so revealingly for him to see.

"Look at what you're saying, how could I dare lie to you? Everything I said is true," Director Jin said.

I shifted my posture and said to him, "Oh dear! Whether it's true or not, Director Jin didn't come to see me today just to say a few nice words, did he?"

Director Jin replied in an exaggerated tone, "Oh! I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! I was so stunned by your beauty that I forgot my business and forgot to invite Teacher Lin to sit down. Teacher Lin, please sit down, please sit down, let's sit down and talk."

After we sat down, Director Jin told me that he was going to hold a conceptual fashion show in the city soon, where he would showcase some conceptual clothing he had designed based on his observations and reflections on fashion trends. He wanted me to be his model.

I said to him, "There are so many modeling agencies in X city, are you worried about not finding good models?"

Director Jin said, "I've already contacted the models. But I need a headliner."

"A headliner? Director Jin, you're really something! How could I possibly be the headliner?"

"Teacher Lin, don't be modest, you're the most suitable candidate." Seeing my puzzled look, Director Jin told me, "The name of my fashion show this time is 'Freud's Vision,' focusing on sexy clothing and lingerie. With Teacher Lin's artistic temperament, stage presence, and understanding of sexiness, she's the perfect headliner for this show."

"Freud's Vision? Sexy clothing? What a strange thing!" Hearing Director Jin's introduction, I found it quite interesting. I often encounter sexy clothing when attending fashion shows, but I've never seen anything inspired by Freud's ideas. Based on this psychological master, it seems the fashions at this show really do have a special kind of sexiness.

Seeing my silence for a moment, Director Jin assumed I was hesitating and quickly urged me, "Teacher Lin, what are you hesitating about? I think this sexy look for the press conference suits you best. Actually, you really appreciate sexiness; you've always dressed very sexily, including today. Why not showcase what you pursue in an artistic form? And I'll give you generous compensation."

I smiled and said, "Okay, since Director Jin thinks so highly of me, I agree."

Director Jin was overjoyed. After telling me the performance and rehearsal schedule, he said to me, "Teacher Lin, you look even better in this outfit than when you're naked—sexy and elegant."

I jokingly scolded him, "You only remember that? You took advantage of me back then, and I haven't settled the score with you yet!"
Director Jin chuckled a few times, said he had other things to do, and then left.

That night before going to bed, I told my husband, Zhang Xinmu, about it. He just grunted in response. This was something I expected. Since our marriage, we've maintained our individual freedoms and rarely interfered in each other's affairs—a significant advantage for someone in the arts, I believe. However, I still only symbolically inform him whenever I need to do something.

As I lay in bed preparing to turn off the light, Zhang Xinmu, lying next to me, suddenly rolled over, grabbed my hand as I reached to turn off the light, pinned me beneath him, and began undressing me.

I knew what he was up to. Three years into our marriage, he had become increasingly impatient with sex. Now, he rarely engaged in the lengthy foreplay and teasing we had during our honeymoon, and there was hardly any verbal communication. Often, he would simply strike suddenly, regardless of my thoughts or actions.

After undressing me, he hastily grabbed my breasts a few times before penetrating me.

Due to vaginal dryness, I felt slight pain upon penetration. But I still craved his presence. Tall and imposing, his penis was thick and firm; his penetration immediately created a strong sense of fullness, and I quickly became aroused.

Lately, he's been frequently away on business, so we've had far fewer opportunities to share a bed. I've been feeling parched for a while now. This time, I hoped for a truly satisfying experience.

Zhang Xinmu's thick penis thrust violently into my vagina, sending waves of tingling pleasure through me that quickly spread throughout my body. I lay beneath him, my breathing growing increasingly heavy. I spread my long, slender legs, wrapping them around his body; this position helped his penis penetrate even deeper into my already overflowing, wet opening.

But the usual problems persisted. First, Zhang Xinmu never allowed me to shout or even moan during sex, so today I had to endure it, which both distracted me and made me feel suffocated. Second, he rarely considered my feelings during sex; the rhythm was very discordant. Just as I was starting to feel something, he would suddenly feel tired and relax, leaving me disappointed. Or, just as I was concentrating on experiencing it, he would suddenly stop, flipping me over like a chef flipping a fish in a pan to use the next position he wanted.

I hadn't had an orgasm with him in a long time. Every time, just as I start to feel something, he gives up for various reasons. This feeling of starting something only to have it abruptly stop makes me very uncomfortable. Today was especially so. Usually, I can find a few moments of pleasure with him, but today he only stirred inside me for three or four minutes before letting out a soft "hmm" and going limp.

I think he probably did it on purpose. Lately, he seems to be busy with something, rushing through everything, wanting to finish everything at once, showing no patience whatsoever. I wanted to talk to him about it, but he quickly wiped his penis after turning over and fell asleep.

I gently nudged him, and he just said, "I'm quite tired, go to sleep!"

The fashion show was held as scheduled. Although Director Jin has a bad reputation in the college because of his womanizing ways, he is extremely talented in fashion design, with a very strong imagination and expressive ability. He can always express his thoughts and ideas with just a few pieces of fabric and a few threads.

The clothing showcased in "Freud's Vision" was indeed undeniably sexy, with sheer fabrics and lace making extensive use in this presentation. Director Jin even personally designed the runway, lighting, and music. Against a backdrop of flickering lights and music, models in various sheer garments moved across the runway. The entire presentation was filled with a dreamlike atmosphere, much like Freud's enigmatic and profound thoughts, and the questions he pondered throughout his life: dreams and sex. However,

I, appearing last, felt quite uncomfortable. This discomfort stemmed from the clothing I was to present. Strictly speaking, it wasn't clothing at all! My upper body was completely bare, except for a thin ribbon around my neck. The ends of the ribbon reached my chest, barely covering my nipples. However, this ribbon was very narrow, almost transparent, and incredibly light, fluttering in the wind with every movement. So, in reality, my upper body was practically bare; my firm, perky breasts were almost entirely exposed. My pants were also extremely small. They were a tie-up thong, the piece of fabric used to cover my private parts less than half a palm's width, barely enough to cover my bulging pubic area (I had to trim a lot of protruding pubic hair before the performance). The front of this shield-shaped fabric just reached a little above my pubic area, connected to the waist tie by three very thin, transparent straps. The back of the fabric just covered my vaginal opening, and then another very thin, transparent strap crossed my buttocks and connected to the waist tie. The waist tie was also very thin and transparent; from a distance, these straps were practically invisible, making me look like someone who was only using a piece of paper to cover my pubic area.

When I saw the outfit I was going to wear during the rehearsal before the performance, I regretted it a little. I said to Director Jin, "Is this what you call clothing? You might as well let me go on stage naked!" Director Jin chuckled and said, "That's what you call sexy! Teacher Lin isn't that conservative, is she? Besides, this is a fashion show, Teacher Lin shouldn't have too many concerns!"

Even so, wearing this outfit did give me a strange feeling.

I went on stage in this outfit. As soon as I reached the front, the stage lights suddenly became incredibly bright, illuminating my almost naked body as white as snow. My long legs, high breasts, rounded buttocks, and mysterious lower abdomen were displayed without reservation before the audience! Thinking about this, I suddenly felt that inexplicable urge again.

The audience, already stunned by the continuous sexy performances before, stirred again upon seeing me, and then flashes of light went off rapidly.

Take pictures! Take pictures! On stage, I felt conflicted.

Although I had taken many photos completely naked before, that was in a relatively enclosed environment. Now it's different. Now, there are countless reporters and cameras in the audience, and through them, I feel like I'm naked before the whole world!

In previous fashion shows, I've worn some sexy outfits on the runway, but those were limited to transparent clothing. Although people could see my breasts, there was always a layer of clothing over them, so I always felt somewhat at ease. I've also participated in lingerie shows before, appearing on the runway in thongs, but those thongs were much bigger than this one. I could wear a smaller thong underneath to prevent any wardrobe malfunctions. This time, it's impossible. These underwear are so small; I can't add anything underneath.

I'm like a naked person on stage, merely symbolically covering my private parts, letting all kinds of eyes and cameras scan my entire body.
Finally, the designer, Director Jin, came out. Amid applause and flashing lights, he bowed to the audience a few times with a smug look on his face, then suddenly walked up to me, put an arm around my waist, and waved to the audience with a grin.

This abrupt action made me a little uncomfortable, but I quickly adjusted myself. This is a performance stage, a show. I can't ruin the whole event over something trivial, especially since it's the final part. As a model who performs frequently, I have that much professionalism.

With Director Jin's arm around me, I took the opportunity to sway my hips, flashing a charming smile.

The stage lights flashed again… Director Jin's show was a huge success; "Freud's Conception" made him a household name in the fashion world. And as promised, I received a very substantial payment.

Of course, life went on as usual.

With my looks, I had every opportunity to become famous. But I didn't like that kind of life under the spotlight; it makes you lose sight of many things real. Every move you make can cause trouble. Thinking about this, I couldn't help but like my life at the art academy. Peaceful and carefree.

Of course, there are some minor disappointments in life. But no one's life is perfect.
On the campus path, Director Jin suddenly appeared and stopped me on my way home.

"Mr. Lin, thank you for your help. My fashion show was a great success," Director Jin said to me.

"How many times have you said that? You're not going to say it every time you see me, are you?" I said with a smile.

"Not at all! Not at all! I'm just very grateful."

"No need for that, right? You're the designer; the success is yours. Besides, there were so many models at the show; I was just one of them."

"But you were the most important one! Everyone said your appearance was the highlight of the entire show, and you were the model who best embodied the essence of my design."

I said to him, not amused, "What nonsense about the essence? Isn't it just about wearing as little as possible? I was practically naked! I was afraid people would say I was being lewd."

"No, no, that's called sexy! And a kind of sexy that only you can interpret."

"Alright, alright, whatever you say, I don't have time to chat with you. I'm going home," I said impatiently.
Director Jin stopped me again, saying, "Hey, wait a minute, I haven't told you the most important thing yet."

I stopped, and Director Jin told me that he planned to write an article about the design concepts of the clothing showcased at the press conference and publish it in a prestigious international magazine. However, he needed some photos to accompany the article and wanted me to take a few for him.

"So many cameras took so many photos at the press conference, why take more?" I asked him.

"I've looked at them, and the photos taken at the press conference all have some flaws. I don't think the effect is good enough. I'd like to ask you to be the model and take a few more good ones," Director Jin replied.

"I think you're the best model! This is going to be published in a prestigious international magazine! Please help me one more time." Seeing that I didn't speak, Director Jin went on and on with persuasion, pleading, and flattery.

After listening to his rounds, I agreed. This guy is particularly good at pestering, and I'm actually a little afraid of him.

After agreeing on the time and place for the photoshoot, Director Jin left with a grin, and I went home.

I slept in late on Saturday. Practicing martial arts every day is quite tiring, and I don't dare relax usually, so I can only sneak in a little rest every now and then.

Zhang Xinmu got up very early and disappeared. I vaguely remember him telling me early this morning that he had something to do and wouldn't be home.

Last night was another rushed encounter. I had barely started to feel anything when Zhang Xinmu finished and turned over to sleep, which was incredibly frustrating.
After rolling around in bed a few more times, I glanced at the clock and realized it was already past ten! I remembered I was supposed to be a model for Director Jin today, and I almost missed it.

I rushed to Director Jin's house after getting up; he was already prepared. His house is very large, and his wife works in another city, so he has many empty rooms. Today, Director Jin had prepared one of them as a photography studio, waiting for me.

While I was waiting, Director Jin was probably looking through the nude photo album we had taken for the college last time, because when I entered the studio, I saw the album open and lying face down on a table, next to a chair.

Seeing me staring at the album, Director Jin immediately explained, "Oh, just looking at it, trying to learn some photography techniques."
That's when I realized that Director Jin was going to take the photos himself today.

"You? Are you sure your photography skills are up to par?" I had never seen Director Jin with a camera before, so I became skeptical.
"Don't worry, I'll make sure you look your best in the photos. Have a seat, I'll get you a coffee." With that, Director Jin swayed his obese body and left the studio.

I sat down in the chair, casually picked up the album of nude photos lying on the table, and glanced at it.
My face flushed, and my heart raced. It turned out that before I arrived, Director Jin had flipped to the photo album where I had my buttocks raised high, exposing my entire private parts. Also, I noticed that this page was very familiar with; this lecherous fat man, Director Jin, must have looked at this page frequently!

The shoot began. In a dressing room set up in a corner of the studio, I took off my outer clothes, put on the outfit from "Freud's Conception," and posed in various ways in front of Director Jin's camera. Director Jin seemed to have some skill in photography; he handled the camera quite well. He shot from many angles, especially focusing on shots from behind. He said: "The back is an important part of my costume."

It was obvious that domestic fashion photographers were all idiots who could only take pictures from the front, and Director Jin was extremely dissatisfied with that.

This time, the shoot featured very sexy outfits—thin, see-through, and small. In many photos, I showed off my firm breasts, or my lower abdomen encased in tight underwear.

Director Jin's gaze was lecherous, making me feel like a lamb being watched by a hungry wolf. But it didn't matter; he had already seen me clearly when he took nude photos for the academy last time.

Later, I stopped going into the dressing room when changing clothes and simply changed right in front of Director Jin. Let him see to his heart's content! Beauty isn't my fault!

Director Jin said, "We've shot the last outfit."

I took off the outfit from the previous shoot, stood shirtless under the lights wearing only a small thong, waiting for Director Jin to bring out the clothes. But Director Jin didn't move while looking at me. Instead, he said, "Teacher Lin, take off your underwear."

"What?!" I asked him in surprise, "Isn't this a photoshoot of costumes? I didn't say we'd be taking nude photos!"

"It's not about taking nude photos, it's about you wearing this!" Director Jin said with a grin, then took out something.
I looked closely and realized it was the extremely sexy pair of panties I wore at the press conference that day. I said irritably, "We're shooting this too?"

"Of course we're shooting it! This is the highlight! Hurry up, this is the last set."

I took the thong and instinctively headed towards the dressing room, but then I thought for a few seconds and stopped, standing under the spotlight.

I took off the thong I was wearing, completely naked in front of Director Jin once again. Director Jin stared intently at me, his gaze ambiguous.

I gave him a slight glare, then bent down and put on the tiny pair of panties.

This time, even the silk scarf I wore on my upper body was omitted, leaving my breasts completely exposed under the light. After taking a few photos standing up, Director Jin asked me to pose in that same way—kneeling on the ground with my buttocks sticking out high. I was a little unhappy, but I did as he said. As soon as I got into position, Director Jin came over. He actually went behind me, put his hands between my legs, and forcefully pulled them apart, saying, "Spread your legs wider!"

I said to him irritably, "Just tell me what you want me to do, don't try to take advantage of me."
Before I could finish speaking, Director Jin pressed down on my waist with one hand and placed the other between my legs, on my genitals, and forcefully lifted them up, saying, "Put them up higher!"

His thumb was pressing on my vaginal opening!

Just as I was about to speak, Director Jin returned to the camera stand and said, "Okay, that's it, don't move!"

I lay on the ground looking at Director Jin's fat, lecherous face, feeling helpless as he took advantage of me without being able to retaliate.

After taking a few shots with the stationary camera, Director Jin picked up another camera hanging around his neck and started taking pictures of me from different angles.

That damned scoundrel was behind me again. I knew what he was up to. I really didn't want him taking pictures of me from behind; my thong was so small, but I let him do it anyway. My feelings were complicated. I hesitated for a moment, and then the shutter clicked a few times.

Finally, he was done! I stood up and breathed a sigh of relief. Director Jin, all smiles, eagerly brought me a glass of water. I simply sat down on the chair next to him without changing my clothes, took a sip of water, and rested for a bit.

"How was it, Director? Not bad as a model, right?"

"Of course! Of course! Professor Lin is the best model in the world! You should really find a modeling agency and make her a world-renowned supermodel!"

"Director, you're up to your old tricks again! You must have some ulterior motive! But these photos are only for your academic articles, not for any other purpose!"

"Of course! I'm not that immoral. But, occasionally I'll show them off to feast my eyes."
"You scoundrel!" I was speechless with anger. Finally, I said, "Alright, it's getting late, I should go!"
With that, I stood up, took off Director Jin's "masterpiece," and prepared to put on my clothes and go home.

Just as I put on my old thong, suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed me from behind.

It was Director Jin!

This fat pervert, what did he want?

"Director, what are you doing?" I asked in surprise, struggling.

"Professor Lin, you're so charming! I can't take it anymore!" the fat man panted. His hands were already tightly covering my breasts.

"Um... um... Director, you... you can't do this! Um..." I struggled and whispered to him, afraid someone outside would hear.

But my struggles were useless; Director Jin was very strong, and he hugged me tighter and tighter, almost immobilizing me. He whispered in my ear from behind, "Teacher Lin, I miss you so much! You have to give yourself to me, I'll make you happy!"

I struggled helplessly a few more times, but my strength waned, and I could only whisper, "No... um... don't do this..."

At this moment, a strange feeling rose in my heart—humiliation, fear, but also a little expectation.

Seeing my resistance weaken, Director Jin freed his right hand and began to caress my entire body.

"Mmm...uh...no...mmm..."

Director Jin kneaded my breasts with one hand, gently rubbing my nipples with his fingertips, while his other hand roamed over my body, first my high nose, then my shoulders and abdomen. Good heavens, that hand slid down to my thigh! It was moving towards the inside of my legs!

"Mmm...no...no..."

I was still instinctively resisting, but my resistance was powerless, merely a symbolic writhing. My voice grew softer and softer, almost a moan.

The shame and fear remained, but the desire grew stronger, even giving me a sense of pleasure from Director Jin's touch.

I could feel something harder pressing against my buttocks.

Director Jin's hand touched my genitals through my underwear, then he slipped his hand inside from above, heading straight for my crotch.

“Teacher Lin, your pubic hair is so soft!” Director Jin’s hand reached my triangle area. After playing with my pubic hair a few times, he continued to move downwards.

Oh my god! His hand touched my labia! His fingers rubbed back and forth on my labia, while the fingers of his other hand gently rubbed my nipples.

Waves of soft sensations entered my heart, and I was stimulated to the point of feeling hot all over, my face and ears turning red.

The fear in my heart was gradually diminishing, but the sense of humiliation remained, while desire and pleasure clearly took the lead.
Of course, I still instinctively showed a sense of restraint and refusal. I twisted my body, trying to get rid of Director Jin, and said, “No…no.”

Director Jin touched me even more brazenly after hearing this. He said as he touched me, “You still say no? All you do is twist your butt, and your little hole is so wet. You’re thinking about me, aren’t you!”

Hearing these words in my confusion, I suddenly became more clear-headed. I exerted my strength and broke free from Director Jin, who was caught off guard.
“No! I can’t do this…” I said to Director Jin, my face red and my breath coming in gasps.

Before I could finish speaking, Director Jin suddenly rushed over, scooped me up (almost completely naked), and carried me out of the studio.

I struggled a few times, but it was useless.

Although I'm 1.78 meters tall, my profession requires me to carefully maintain my physique, making me appear tall and slender, so I'm not very strong. Director Jin, who is only about 1.7 meters tall, is incredibly muscular, and with his strength, I was no match for him.

In the end, I could only helplessly let the burly Director Jin carry me in his arms like a helpless lamb.

Director Jin carried me into another room, his bedroom. After entering the room, he threw me, who was now powerless and without will to resist, onto a large bed, then stood by the bed, lecherously watching me. I lay on the bed, my heart pounding, my body burning, my face flushed, and I could only pant.

I saw Director Jin begin to undress. He quickly stripped naked, revealing his muscular physique before me.

And his penis, already hard and erect atop a tuft of black hair. It was quite large.

Although boys often wore tight pants that made their penises stand out during dance rehearsals, I had never seen anyone other than my husband's penis so directly before. Director Jin's naked body filled me with immense shame. I pursed my lips and buried my head in the sheets.

Actually, I had every opportunity to resist when Director Jin undressed, but I had lost the will to resist; instead, I was waiting for it to happen.

Even though I was still quite scared and conflicted.

The naked Director Jin climbed onto the bed, pressed himself against me, turned me over, placed his hands on my breasts, and began rubbing my nipples with his fingertips, while his mouth kissed my face.

I didn't reciprocate his kisses, nor did I resist. The rubbing of his fingertips against my nipples produced a strong, tingling sensation, causing my nostrils to flare.

I was aroused!

After kissing my face for a while, Director Jin's mouth moved towards my lower body. He quickly sucked on one of my nipples and rubbed it rapidly with the tip of his tongue. The sensation of his tongue rubbing my nipple was much stronger than that of his fingertips, and with Director Jin also rubbing my other nipple with his hand, the combined sensations excited me more and more.

I tilted my head back, closed my eyes tightly, flared my nostrils, and pursed my lips, completely enjoying the sensations Director Jin was giving me.
I still felt a little humiliated, but I had no intention of resisting anymore.

Director Jin's other hand reached into my panties and began to caress my genitals.

The sensations intensified! This was it! I could no longer control myself; moans of "Mmm... mmm..." escaped from my nostrils.

I also twisted my waist, cooperating with Director Jin's caresses of my genitals.

Director Jin's head moved down again, kissing and moving until it reached my inner thighs. After kissing my thighs a few times, he suddenly lifted my buttocks with his hand and quickly pulled off the last piece of clothing on my body—my panties.

I actually pulled my legs back slightly, cooperating with him to remove my panties!

Now I was completely exposed to Director Jin's lustful eyes!

Director Jin spread my legs, bringing his eyes close to my genitals for a close examination. His hands alternately caressed my thighs and genitals, making me even more excited.

Director Jin played with my labia a few times with his fingers, then pressed his face against mine and began to kiss them.

My God! Even my husband, Zhang Xinmu, had only ever touched that area; no one had ever kissed me like this before.

I bit my lip in excitement.

Director Jin kissed me passionately and excitedly; I could hear the sounds of his sucking.

The tingling sensation he gave me from kissing my genitals was overwhelming!

Director Jin paused, grabbed my legs, flipped me over, and then lifted me up by the waist, making me kneel on the bed with my buttocks raised high, facing him.

My whole body went limp, and I obediently let Director Jin do as he pleased.

Director Jin came up to me from behind and kissed my genitals again. This time, he even stuck out his tongue and pressed it hard against my vaginal opening.
My excitement reached a climax. I moaned softly, "Mmm...mmm...mmm," and gently wiggled my hips.
Director Jin stroked my anus with his fingers again, another unprecedentedly intense stimulation! My anus had never been touched by anyone else before! Not even my husband.

I was completely conquered by Director Jin!

It had been a long time since I had enjoyed complete sex, let alone something as stimulating as this. Director Jin's patient caresses contrasted sharply with my husband's haste. A long-awaited desire within me was now greatly satisfied.

Director Jin used both his hands and mouth to play with my genitals and anus for a long time before stopping. He flipped me over again like a piece of cloth. He half-pressed on top of me, pausing his movements.

I was being held tightly in his arms, panting heavily. Taking advantage of his pause, I needed to rest a bit. It had been so long since I'd experienced such passion; it was truly overwhelming.

Director Jin looked at me with a lecherous grin. He brought his face close to mine and said, "Teacher Lin, your body is perfect! You're so sexy! I dream of making love with you! Look how hard my little brother is."

He then took my hand, trying to make me touch his manhood.

I pulled my hand back as soon as I touched it. I ignored this lecherous man and turned my face away.

A sliver of self-respect remained within me.

"Oh, still embarrassed at this point? Look at you just now, moaning and wriggling your ass—you clearly enjoyed me playing with you. And your little hole, I wonder how much juice it's flowing out. But it tastes pretty good."

Director Jin's lewd words made me blush deeply, overwhelmed with shame. I pushed him away. "Ugh! You haven't taken enough of me!"

"Haha, for a beauty like you, taking this little bit isn't enough." Seeing my reply, Director Jin's interest was piqued again.

He laid me flat, climbed on top of me, spread my legs, and reached down to caress my genitals again.

I quickly became aroused again and moaned.

After a while, Director Jin lowered his hips and thrust hard.

My God! His penis pierced my vagina!

I had finally become the complete captive of this lecherous Director Jin! He fucked me! I didn't resist!

After Director Jin entered my vagina, my vagina immediately felt incredibly full.

Therefore, when he entered, I not only didn't resist, but also moaned excitedly.

Director Jin's fat body began to rhythmically thrust into me. With his thrusts, pleasure flowed continuously from my vagina, spreading throughout my body and reaching my heart.

These pleasures made me lose control, and I began to moan and writhe in rhythm with Director Jin. I also pursed my lips, closed my eyes, and savored this pleasure.

The pleasure of having sex with other men was so intense.

Director Jin truly lived up to his reputation as a lecherous man; he was quite skilled at it. His rhythm varied, his penetration depth varied, and his hands and mouth constantly caressed other parts of my body.

Sometimes he would suddenly increase the force of his thrusts, causing my slender body to tremble as his massive frame slammed against me, the point where we were joined making a "smack...smack..." sound.

"Mmm...ah...mmm..."

I was being fucked to the point of ecstasy, moaning incessantly. Compared to him, my husband was truly awful!

Director Jin flipped me over, wanting me to lift my buttocks. I obediently did so, and he thrust his penis into my vagina from my raised buttocks.

"Mmm...ah...mmm..." I moaned.

"Mmm...my darling, your pussy feels so good!...so good!...mmm..." Director Jin also spoke, and from his voice, it was clear he was exhausted.

"Mmm...mmm..." I could only moan incessantly... Director Jin fucked me in this position for a long time. He jumped off the bed again, stood on the floor, and pulled me to the edge of the bed, making me put my legs on his shoulders, and then he thrust into me again... Director Jin made me stand on the floor too, bend over and hold onto the edge of the bed with my hands, and then he fucked me from behind... After what seemed like a long time, we were back to doing it on the bed. Director Jin suddenly increased the rhythm and force of his thrusts, making gurgling sounds, and then he thrust with all his might, and I felt a warmth inside my vagina—he ejaculated inside me!

"Mmm...mmm..." I hadn't fully recovered from the orgasm, and I still moaned softly a few times.

Director Jin's fat body pressed down on me, and it took him a long time to turn over.

After a while, he turned over again and hugged me.

This time, although I turned my back to him, I still obediently snuggled closer to him.

Director Jin gently stroked my thighs and buttocks while smiling and saying, "Teacher Lin, you're making me feel so good! I haven't lasted this long in ages!"

Seeing that I ignored him, he added, "Don't be like that. You were so excited just now, look! Your pussy is still wet!" He then touched my genitals and moved his hand to my buttocks.

I could feel his hand was wet. He really could feel something wet in my genitals!

I still ignored him, and he then moved on to touching my breasts. "Teacher Lin's body is so beautiful, her face is like a fairy's, her breasts are firm and perky, the perfect size, her waist is so slender, and her legs are straight, long, and so strong,

she really has no flaws..." "I've been longing for your figure for so long, watching you practice dancing, and seeing you take nude photos last time, it always gets me so excited..."

"I've been thinking about sleeping with you for a long time, but I've never had the chance. You married that spineless Zhang Xinmu, it's like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung, what a pity! Luckily I got to sleep with you before you gave birth, otherwise it would have been even more of a pity!..."

I finally couldn't help but retort to him angrily, "You bad guy!"

"Haha! I'm just going to play a trick on you!"

Director Jin, now refreshed, suddenly laid me flat and pressed down on me again. His mouth and hands began to roam over my body again… Director Jin’s orgasm was as powerful as ever, and the intense climax completely robbed me of my usual composure and restraint. Like a harlot, I cooperated with him, obediently adopting several positions. When he indicated that he wanted me on top, I actually sat on him, even using my hand to guide his penis, aligning it with my vaginal opening, and then I sat down, letting his penis fully penetrate my body… Afterwards, we lay there for a long time. Once I calmed down a little, a complex feeling arose in my heart. After all, I had sex with someone outside of my marriage! And with such a lustful person!

Although I am a very open person and like to show off my sexiness, I have never thought of being a promiscuous person. I am an artist, and there is always some elegance in my blood.

But at that moment, I couldn’t control myself. I couldn’t resist my desires. I don’t know why, maybe it’s because I was born with such desires, or maybe it’s because these desires are rarely satisfied! What

I thought about most was: My God, I was played by Fatty Jin, and twice in a row.

After lying down for a while, Director Jin said he was hungry. Hearing him say that, I also felt quite hungry. Looking at my watch, I realized it was almost afternoon!

Director Jin insisted on taking me to a restaurant for lunch, and after a brief refusal, I agreed.

Director Jin drove his car to the apartment building entrance, and I quickly got in.

Although the restaurant was upscale, our meal didn't last long. I said I was tired and wanted to rest. Director Jin didn't say much, immediately paid the bill, and drove me back to the college.

But he didn't take me home; instead, he took me to his.

I reluctantly went into his house, and he eagerly made love to me again.

Afterward, I was really tired and unknowingly fell asleep on Director Jin's bed…

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