The female teacher was unhappy in her marriage.

I met her when I was 18. I had just returned to my hometown and broken up with my girlfriend, so I was feeling quite down. I studied to be a teacher, so finding a job was easy; I just randomly took a job as a physical education teacher at a prestigious school. She was the school's math teacher, a little over 30. At first, I didn't think she was particularly beautiful, but later I discovered she was the kind of person whose beauty grew on you, and she had a great personality, getting along well with many people, especially me. Actually, I was initially quite averse to her because I'm a very shy person and don't like associating with women like her. But she was just so kind, often bringing food or buying things for the male teachers in our physical education department. There were probably quite a few teachers in that department who were interested in her or just wanted to play around with her.

Later, as we spent more time together, I gradually discovered these admirable qualities, and we started talking more. Her marriage wasn't happy; her husband cheated on her not long after they got married, and her mother-in-law (her husband's mother) treated her like a thief, afraid she would do something inappropriate. Because I'm a rather sensitive person, we gradually opened up to each other more and more during our interactions. Plus, I'm not bad-looking. Later, after I left that job, we became the two closest people to each other. Even though we no longer worked together, we talked more and more, and slowly I realized I had fallen for her. A long time passed like this. One time, we were singing karaoke, and under the influence of alcohol, I kissed her. I thought she would slap me or push me away, but to my surprise, she responded. It was like... A spark was thrown into the pile of dry firewood, instantly setting me ablaze. We shared a passionate kiss, and I kissed her breasts. Her breasts were large, and her nipples were big too, because she had given birth; her child was already in several grades. When I tried to put my hand inside her, she grabbed it and told me it was okay, but I couldn't cross the line. Seeing her firm stance, I didn't go too far. After we parted that night, I couldn't calm down for a long time. In the days that followed, I missed her more and more, and even thought that if she got divorced, it wouldn't be a problem for us to be together (I was 25 at the time, a recent college graduate, and unmarried).

One evening, we had dinner together and drank a lot. It was quite late when we were getting ready to go home. I offered to take her home, and she didn't refuse. I held her hand the whole way. When we got to her apartment building, she turned around and said, "I'm here. You can go home now." I looked at her; her face was flushed from the alcohol. My desire was instantly ignited. I held her tightly, not letting her leave. She said shyly that it wouldn't be good if others saw us. Hearing this, I turned and pulled her into the nearby stairwell. The stairwell was pitch black. I held her, kissing her, caressing her breasts, and my hand slipped inside her. Her genitals were already wet. I touched them and noticed she had very little pubic hair; because it was so dark, I couldn't see much, making her look like a white tiger. I soothed her genitals with my hand, and her genitals became incredibly wet, like a burst dam. "Damn it," I thought, pulling my hand out to taste her. There was no strange smell. I really wanted to lick her genitals, but it was difficult to do so in the stairwell. I could only hold her body with my left hand and give her the strongest stimulation with my right. Later, she tightly hugged my head with both hands, resting her chin on my head and breathing heavily. I couldn't take it anymore. I put her down, letting her support herself on the stairs, her buttocks raised. I wanted to fuck her with my penis, but I couldn't get in. Her juices dried quickly; she was still sticky, but as soon as my penis touched her, it wouldn't go in. She anxiously reached over, pulling my penis in, but only the glans went in. Because I'd drunk too much, my penis was weak, and combined with the stimulating environment, I ejaculated after only a few thrusts. For safety, I didn't ejaculate inside her.

After a while, she said, "We've gone too far tonight. You should go home." I went home too. I watched her walk into the darkness, my heart filled with turmoil.

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