"Youthful Sexual Affairs: The Erotic Past of a Post-80s Generation" - Chapter 158: Reencounter with an Old Lover

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Upon entering the hall, Lin Qing sat on the platform and watched the four women busily preparing.
"Lin Qing."
A soft, sweet voice sounded behind him, abruptly interrupting his thoughts. The voice was so familiar, it haunted his dreams. 'It's Teacher Huang.' Lin Qing couldn't contain his excitement and whirled around, nearly dislocating his neck.
A pale white one-shoulder low-cut t-shirt, a matching silk scarf draped diagonally around her slender neck, light gray ribbed skinny capri pants clinging tightly to her full, rounded hips, accentuating her long, sexy legs, with glimpses of her translucent calves at the ankles, and her delicate toes pressed tightly together in black patent leather toeless high heels. Beneath her cascading long hair, her pretty face, lightly made up, exuded the mature charm of a mother.
What captivated Lin Qing even more was that her already full breasts had become even larger due to childbirth, making her exquisitely beautiful body even more alluring.
"Teacher Huang, what brings you here?"
Overjoyed, Lin Qing stammered slightly.
"Lin Qing."
Teacher Huang moved her fair and slender legs as she walked up from below the stage. Lin Qing's gaze fell into her low-cut neckline. Teacher Huang wasn't wearing a bra, and her large breasts swayed precariously in front of her fair and tender chest. He almost had a nosebleed.
Seeing Lin Qing's stunned expression, Teacher Huang exaggeratedly stuck out her round, sexy buttocks with both hands on the table, and chuckled lightly, "Have you seen enough? Still so unserious."
Lin Qing withdrew his admiring glance from the deep cleavage revealed by her leaning forward at the neckline, and thought, "I can never get enough of looking at her."
A single sentence stirred up memories of the past for them, and Teacher Huang's cheeks flushed instantly. She turned to look at Sun Yao and the others, realizing that her position was blocking their view, and lowered her head to give Lin Qing a quick, light kiss on the cheek. "Did you miss your sister?"
"Of course I think about it, I think about it every day and night."
"Hehe, don't be ridiculous. With so many pretty young girls around you, why would you think about an old woman like me?"
Teacher Huang pinched Lin Qing's cheek, laughing heartily, "Which one have you hooked up with?"
"No way, don't talk nonsense."
Looking at her mischievous gaze, Lin Qing felt a little guilty.
"Tch, stop pretending. I know you too well. If nothing's wrong, the school can send me to supervise you!"
"Actually, I didn't want to either. Besides, no matter who I get involved with, I will always love you, sister."
Lin Qing knew he couldn't deny it anymore, so he had a sudden idea. He grabbed her hand before she could pull it back and gently sucked on her slender fingertips.
"Yes, yes, yes, she's attracted to your good looks and is willing to offer herself to you, is that alright?"
Teacher Huang pulled her finger out of Lin Qing's greedy mouth. "You only know how to bully your sister. You should go comfort your little lover, my great Casanova."
Lin Qing made no attempt to ignore the four fiery gazes from below the stage. With his left arm around Teacher Huang's still slender waist and his right arm around her fragrant shoulder, he let her lean softly against his shoulder.
"Um."
Under the students' gaze, leaning against Lin Qing's chest, Teacher Huang's already blushing face looked as if it could drip blood. A faint fragrance emanated from her rose-like lips, and her beautiful eyes flashed with anger: "You—you—what are you doing—quickly—let me go."
Nestled in Lin Qing's arms, she trembled with anxiety, like a frightened little bird.
Seeing her embarrassed and flustered eyes, Lin Qing couldn't help but chuckle, "It's alright, don't be afraid."
He patted her soft face and comforted her gently, saying, "These are all your good sisters."
"All of them?"
Teacher Huang was stunned for a moment, looking at Lin Qing with an incredulous expression.
"Come, let's all pay our respects to the Madam."
Lin Qing suddenly remembered the terms that concubines used to refer to the principal wife in ancient times.
"Greetings, Madam."
The four quirky and pretty girls were very supportive, not only calling out to each other but also making a gesture of respect in unison, although there was a hint of disbelief in their eyes.
Teacher Huang quickly realized what was going on, turned her head and glared at Lin Qing: "Well, it seems you've learned a lot these past few months."
Her tone carried a hint of sourness. She crossed her arms over her ample bosom, looking at him coldly, but the calm expression on her face surprised Lin Qing.
Throughout the entire evening of rehearsal, Teacher Huang ignored Lin Qing, sitting upright the whole time and not even glancing in his direction. Lin Qing awkwardly tried to speak to her several times, but she coldly rebuffed him each time.
Sun Yao and the others in the audience had no idea who Teacher Huang was, so they couldn't help her at all. As soon as the time was up, Teacher Huang immediately stood up and quickly walked out the door without saying a word.
As Sun Yao and the others watched Teacher Huang's hurried departure, they began to chatter amongst themselves, "Is he alright, Brother Lin?"
"Why don't you go and try to coax her?"
"She has quite a temper."
"I didn't know you had a thing with her."
The voice that Lin Qing usually found pleasant was now extremely irritating. "Alright, stop talking. I have my own plans. Don't make wild guesses."
But Lin Qing couldn't lose his temper with the four girls who were so obedient to him. He had to suppress his anger and gently stop their gossip.
Sun Yao was the most understanding. She gently comforted Lin Qing, saying, "It seems that Teacher Huang is truly devoted to you. No matter how you resolve this, it's best not to hurt her."
He turned to the other three and said, "Alright, that's enough. Let's go, let Brother Lin think of a solution."
Zhou Ping pouted, looking disdainful. "What's the big deal? They fight at the head of the bed and make up at the foot of the bed. You're not afraid of not being able to handle her."
The four of them left, muttering to themselves.
Thinking about Zhou Ping's words before she left, Lin Qing couldn't come up with any good ideas for the moment, so she had no choice but to try her method first.
The next day at noon, Lin Qing noticed that Ms. Huang hadn't gone to the cafeteria for lunch, so she went to her dormitory to look for her. Although Ms. Huang was already married, the school still kept her single dormitory room.
Lin Qing gently pushed open the slightly ajar door. Teacher Huang was lying on the bed, turned to the window, reading a book. Lin Qing closed the door behind her. Hearing the door open, Teacher Huang glanced back, but seeing it was Lin Qing, remained silent and turned her head back. Lin Qing slowly approached the bed, gazing at the mature, beautiful body sprawled before her.
The midday sun was bright. Teacher Huang was only wearing a thin long-sleeved white shirt, paired with a short, narrow black skirt. There was a row of buttons on the side of the skirt, with the last one about 10 centimeters from the hem. The slight slit revealed her charming, snow-white thighs. Her legs were together, and her slender waist and round hips outlined an alluring curve. Looking at Lin Qing, I had all sorts of fantasies and wanted to reach into the skirt to caress her snow-white legs.
Thin Bo's shirt clung tightly to her breasts, almost transparent in the sunlight, allowing Lin Qing to easily see her pink lace bra. Her firm and full breasts revealed the snow-white skin through the thin shirt, and the shape of her narrow panties was faintly visible on her unusually rounded buttocks, which were encased in a short, tight black skirt.
Lin Qing gently slipped her hand under her short skirt and touched Teacher Huang's fair thigh. 'So soft, so smooth.' Teacher Huang slapped Lin Qing's hand away. 'Go find your little sisters.'
"Those little girls are nowhere near as nice as you, older sister!"
Lin Qing reached her hand back, then brazenly slipped it under her skirt and pressed it against her smooth, fleshy thigh.
"You big pervert, you're just good with words."
Teacher Huang turned to the side and gently punched Lin Qing on the shoulder.
"Haha, not only is your mouth good, but everything else is even better."
Lin Qing touched the soft, warm flesh through the thin lace panties, her fingers pressing and rubbing the clitoris.

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