My wife's beautiful buttocks

My wife's school is currently undergoing major civil engineering construction. It seems the school leaders have very strong connections in the provincial government; many schools are struggling to get construction loans from banks these days. Yet, my wife's school has the funds to build an indoor gymnasium in the industrial park – you have to admire them.

I heard the new gymnasium at my wife's workplace has recently been completed, so I'm trying to get a piece of the action and do some small business. Through my wife's connections, I got to know Director Wang of the school's network center and gave him some information about our company's smart building and access control products. Surprisingly, within a few days, I received a reply from Director Wang that we could sign the contract and start construction. However, after the deal is done, I'll inevitably have to give him a small gift. In business, reciprocity is essential, it's normal.

Because the project isn't large and the deadline is tight, Director Wang requires us to start construction immediately, starting with the access control systems for the indoor gymnasium in the industrial park.

After work today, I ate out and then went home. While working on my laptop, I noticed my wife had been practicing dance moves on the floor for the past couple of days, dressed very professionally and sexily in a white leotard jumpsuit with shiny black athletic pants. She

was jumping around, kicking and stretching.

I went over and asked her about her work.

Apparently, she used to teach both Chinese and physical education at her new job.

However, recently several universities were having a friendly competition, and my wife, who used to be the vice president of the university's aerobics club, volunteered. She selected several female teachers with good posture and physique to form a rhythmic gymnastics team, and they spontaneously rehearsed a group performance based on their past experience. They're currently working hard to finalize it.

Because of the time constraints, she's been familiarizing herself with the moves at home and rehearsing them before teaching her colleagues during the day.

The school also attached great importance to my wife's rhythmic gymnastics performance. Her Chinese language teaching duties were shared more with another colleague in the group who had fewer classes.

However, her physical education class schedule seemed unchanged, probably because everything was related to physical education.

So, my wife wore her rhythmic gymnastics outfit to work every day for the past few days.

I even asked her why she wore such a sexy outfit, and she laughed and said, "Your wife has a great figure, I have to take this opportunity to show it off!" Actually, the other members of the rhythmic gymnastics group wore similar thong-style outfits during rehearsals, and my wife only bought hers a couple of days ago.

They're all young, all have great figures, and none of them are outshone by the others.

I looked at my wife's thong-style rhythmic gymnastics outfit; it wasn't a set with her black shiny athletic pants. She probably had a top with it.

I guess she just wore it for the color contrast.

After rehearsing the rhythmic gymnastics routine, my wife washed the thong and the shiny black athletic pants, and then hung them to dry on the platform. She also washed the black athletic top that came with them.

I looked at the black two-piece workout outfit hanging on the balcony, and an amusing scene formed in my mind… The next morning, my wife took the clothes down, then neatly folded the thong, black workout pants, and black sweatshirt. She put the first two pieces in a plastic bag, about to pack them into her backpack.

Suddenly, I said to my wife in the kitchen, “Honey, come check the milk, I need to go to the bathroom urgently.” My wife chuckled, put down what she was doing, and went to check the milk.

I secretly slipped into the house, swapped my wife’s black workout clothes for the thong, put the folded pants in the closet, and then calmly went into the bathroom.

(My wife’s memory isn’t very good; even if she later finds out I said she made a mistake, she won’t deny it, haha.) The milk was ready, I washed my hands, and then ate breakfast with my wife. As I savored the sweet aroma of oatmeal in my milk, a sensual scene was just beginning to unfold in my mind… Oops, my wife smacked my head: “Honey, hurry up and do the dishes, I’m going to be late for the company shuttle.” My wife, already dressed in her office dress, grabbed the clothes I’d put down for her and quickly left the house.

After dinner, I calmly got dressed, went downstairs, drove, and picked up my colleagues from the technical department. Together, we went to my wife’s workplace to install a smart access control system in their gymnasium, as requested by Director Wang.

I arrived at the indoor gymnasium in the park, whistling as I entered. I checked my watch; my wife should still be in her Chinese class. I decided to focus on my work.

After the first break, I watched through the window of the control room in the gymnasium as my wife led several female colleagues hurriedly into the building. I called her: "Honey, what are you busy with?" "Honey, I can't talk to you much now. My boss is pressuring us to catch up on the schedule again. The rhythmic gymnastics rehearsal that was supposed to be this afternoon has to be finished this morning, and then I have a PE class to teach. So don't... Okay, give me a kiss, bye." "Oh, right, honey..."

Before I could finish, she hung up.

My wife has a PE class after her rhythmic gymnastics rehearsal. Heh, I was mentally planning how to design some unexpected events to make her class more interesting today.

I watched my wife and the others walk towards the changing room.

I was secretly pleased. Heh, now I can watch the paintings again.

My work was basically done. I lit a cigarette and looked out through the glass of the control room. The gymnasium was completely visible, not a single corner was out of sight.

A short while later, my wife and several members of the rhythmic gymnastics team came out after changing.

My wife walked at the very back, wearing a thong-style leotard and a borrowed garment tied around her waist. Then everyone stood in a small, square matrix with standard spacing and started dancing.

My wife placed her personal belongings, such as her locker key, in a corner, then came over, faced everyone, and said something, something about the tight rehearsal schedule. Then she turned on the tape recorder next to her, and fast-paced music started playing. After a few chants, everyone began dancing.

These colleagues of my wife's were all incredibly hot. I looked them over one by one; several were also wearing thong-style leotards, some only wearing flesh-colored, sweat-wicking athletic stockings, while others wore shiny athletic shorts. My wife was the only one with bare legs and exposed buttocks, looking quite dashing and sexy. I guess she usually wears those shiny black athletic pants, but today she couldn't find the ones she brought this morning, hence the bare lower half. However, the temperature inside the gym was just right, and with the vigorous aerobic exercise, she didn't feel cold or uncomfortable.

The girls were jumping around, sometimes lining up, arms crossed, then lifting their long legs… looking incredibly youthful and energetic, and full of sexiness.

My wife had something tied around her waist, something like a scarf, but from a distance it looked transparent, as if she wasn't wearing anything at all.

I vaguely remember she had a shirt tied around her waist at first; I guess the top was a bit wide, making it inconvenient for the exercise, so she changed into the scarf. Later, seeing that everyone else was female, she simply took the scarf off.

Suddenly, I noticed it seemed to be raining outside. Right, the weather forecast said it would rain today.

I saw two classes that were having outdoor PE classes enter the gym. My wife was wearing a thong-style aerobics pants, facing the girls with her back to the students who had just arrived, rehearsing.

The students who had entered the gymnasium were soon given free time by their teachers; some went to play basketball, while others did other activities.

I opened the window and leaned out to watch what was happening.

Just then, my wife was rehearsing a move that involved alternating weight shifts between her legs. To the rhythm of the music, using her upper body as the axis, she swayed her hips twice to the left and twice to the right, while her upper limbs moved in coordination with the movements in front of and above her body. Her shapely buttocks swayed dynamically from side to side with the music, and from behind, it was incredibly alluring. This kind of physical sensuality went beyond simple visual appeal; the combination of sexy curves and the rhythm of movement created an effect that, for a man, was enough to make him want to ejaculate.

Soon, more students who had come to the gym for their physical education class gathered around to watch. (In my opinion, even from an artistic point of view, the already beautiful curves of the female body were further enhanced by the dynamic movement, a truly breathtaking display of nature's grace.) I vaguely heard a student point at my wife's swaying, snow-white buttocks and say, "This teacher is dressed so sexily, her buttocks are showing so much." I thought to myself, these hot-blooded kids rarely see such plump buttocks; it's a miracle they didn't reach out and touch them.

Soon, more and more students gathered around to watch the rhythmic gymnastics rehearsal and my wife wiggling her hips as she did the exercises. It seemed that this class had finished its scheduled lessons and had free time. Initially, the students went to play basketball on the side, but later, seeing the pretty girls doing rhythmic gymnastics, a large portion of them were drawn over.

My wife felt increasingly awkward, then turned around and said to the students, "Which class are you from? Don't crowd around. Our teacher is rehearsing. Go play basketball." While my wife was speaking, I noticed that some of my female colleagues, who were dressed rather provocatively, also picked up their shirts that had been lying aside and tied them around their waists. Apparently, one of the teachers had taken my wife's long shirt, and suddenly, all the other female teachers, except my wife, were tying some clothing around their waists.

My wife turned around and saw that the long coat she had borrowed from someone was gone. She had no choice but to pick up the scarf and wrap it around her waist. Unfortunately, the scarf was transparent, and many male students were still surrounding her, staring at her exposed buttocks with great interest.

The students' enthusiasm for their morning exercises was clearly affected by the onlookers. My wife could n't take it anymore and decided to do something

. Feeling embarrassed, she turned and walked straight towards the physical education teacher of that class (presumably wanting him to discipline his students). I looked over and saw my wife loudly saying something to the teacher.

The male teacher, however, leisurely and lecherously stared at my wife's partially exposed buttocks, doing nothing, but instead groping her exposed buttocks.

After a long while, the male teacher finally cooperated with my wife to disperse the onlookers.

It was almost time for class to end, and I remembered that my wife's next class was also PE. She'd probably go to the locker room to change, and it wouldn't be fun if she changed out of her thong rhythmic gymnastics outfit.

I slowly walked out of the control room, and while my wife was still talking to other teachers, I secretly picked up the key to her locker from beside her belongings and left.

Just as I took the key, the bell rang, but my wife seemed still focused on discussing the details of the rhythmic gymnastics movements with the other teachers.

About five minutes later, my wife announced that everyone could leave, but two teachers still seemed uncoordinated with a certain movement, and my wife continued to demonstrate it for them.

It seemed like class was about to start again, and my wife hadn't changed back into her regular PE clothes. Because of the rain outside, most of the students in her class had already been notified and were already in the gym. It was likely that this PE class would also be held there.

My wife's aerobics class wasn't far from my window. I overheard another female teacher in red say, "Your students are all here. You'd better go change." My wife agreed, "I'll leave my scarf with you for now. I'll leave right after class and won't come back here." "You can leave it here. I need to change into my workout clothes later. My next class is Tai Chi. You guys should go back too. You need to practice hard; they're keeping a close eye on us." The other two teachers hurriedly left and walked out of the gymnasium.

My wife rushed to where she kept her belongings to find the locker room key, but she couldn't find it after searching for a long time.

There was no one else in the gym except for about one class of students and my wife, who was wearing a sexy thong-style aerobics outfit.

My wife was getting anxious as she searched for the key. Just then, the sports committee member came over and asked my wife,

"Can we have class now?" He swallowed hard, looking at my wife's full buttocks exposed under her thong-style aerobics outfit.

My wife, having no other choice, said, "You all line up first, I'm going to change." She then picked up the music recorder, turned, and headed towards the locker room.

The sports committee member stared intently at her ample back, his eyes practically glued to her.

My wife didn't have a locker key; what was she doing in the locker room?

I went back to the computer control room. Although I couldn't see inside the locker room, I could see the corridor outside. The gymnasium was newly built, so no other teachers had moved in yet.

I saw my wife walk around, not finding anything to wear, then wrap the scarf around her waist, adjusting it for a long time, probably trying to cover more of her exposed skin—it seemed she had no other option.

Then she walked out of the corridor and headed straight for the students who were already lined up inside the gymnasium.

The students had been waiting for about five minutes. When they saw my wife walking towards them in her sexy thong-clad leotard, their eyes lit up, and they whispered among themselves.

Although my wife had a large scarf wrapped around her waist, I could still vaguely see her buttocks exposed under her thong from behind.

She turned around to face the students.

I heard her shout a few commands from a distance, then she began outlining today's PE lesson; it sounded like she was teaching Tai Chi. The students then lined up in different formations, and my wife stood at the front, facing them, and began her lesson.

"I'll lead you all in a warm-up to loosen up your muscles," she said. Then she turned her back to the students, lowered her head, and tried to press her left leg as close to her head as possible.

This was the first movement in her routine of warming up before every workout; it seemed she wanted her students to develop this habit of stretching before exercise.

At this moment, I walked out of the computer control room and headed towards the restroom. Passing by, I could see more clearly. Looking closely, I saw my wife again pressing her head close to her right leg, her genitals now directly facing everyone. The sheer skirt around her waist was pulled up by her bending over, clearly revealing the thinnest part of her leotard fabric embedded between her labia majora. Some pubic hair was also exposed, peeking out into the air. The edges of her everted labia majora were bright red, and many of the curly pubic hairs playfully peeked out. The small amount of fabric covering her was incredibly alluring.

Although many students were imitating my wife's leg-pressing posture and didn't notice their sexy teacher's exposed genitals, a very few boys did. They too were pressing their legs up, staring intently at my wife's genitals, their eyes filled with the study and dedication of diligent students.

After my wife did a front leg press, she straightened up, squatted down, and stretched one leg to the side for a side leg press. At this point, the scarf around her waist drooped down again, vaguely covering her buttocks.

A short while later, she squatted down again to press her other leg. Looking out the window, I could almost see the dark shadow next to her thong as she pressed her legs. Although the scarf covered it, her leg press movements were quite vigorous, and her labia majora and pubic hair were indeed slightly exposed in front of my classmates, although not as fully as when she was straightening up during the leg press.

But many students could see this action, and I overheard some students gossiping, commenting on how thick the sexy female PE teacher's pubic hair was, implying she had a strong sex drive, and saying things like how the shape of her labia indicated she was a "famous" woman.

I thought to myself, "These students are really naughty these days, and they even have such extensive professional knowledge about women."

My wife later realized her attire was a bit inappropriate, so she turned around, exposing her buttocks under the scarf, and faced everyone to do warm-up exercises.

After the warm-up, my wife began teaching Tai Chi.

She said, "I'll do the first section once, then you watch me do it once, and then I'll lead you through it a second time. And so on. Today's content is the first 12 movements of Tai Chi. I'll teach you in two parts. Each section has six movements." Then my wife began to practice Tai Chi very skillfully.

My window was positioned to the side, not far from the students' formation, so I could see my wife's movements. I watched with interest as she performed a sexy rhythmic exercise routine, yet practiced Tai Chi, the essence of classical Chinese culture. While her movements were precise, her attire still looked somewhat incongruous, and undeniably alluring.

My wife had just finished her routine and was a little sweaty. Although she was wearing a half-cup bra, her cleavage was still faintly visible against her white leotard.

Many male students were intently watching her every move.

Then someone said, "Teacher, could you turn around and do it? Otherwise, we can't tell left from right." This was a reasonable request, and my wife couldn't refuse, so she turned around, offering everyone a glimpse of her buttocks.

The view from behind was truly enticing. Although she wore a scarf around her waist, the transparent scarf couldn't conceal the alluring beauty of her full, round buttocks. Moreover, my wife's buttocks were incredibly full and large, and coupled with her slender waist, they accentuated her hips even more dramatically. The Tai Chi movements involved bending her legs and squatting, and watching her thrust her enormous, snow-white buttocks back as she performed the movements of "Wild Horse Parts Its Mane" and "White Crane Spreads Its Wings" was a truly breathtaking sight.

Whether it was the tension from her exposure or the sweat from the previous rhythmic gymnastics session, part of her routine was already soaked, and her gauze scarf was partially damp with sweat, clinging to her buttocks. This alluring, half-naked, wet scene was quite rare in other situations. My wife was clearly aware of her exposure, but she was helpless, as all the students were wearing uniform sportswear, and no one could lend her any clothes.

She could only grit her teeth and finish the lesson

, practically half-naked, before she could go find someone to borrow clothes. The students were incredibly enthusiastic during the class, and many, struggling with certain movements, asked my wife, the teacher, to demonstrate them again.

My wife, always ready to answer any questions, had no choice but to squat down again, sticking her butt out and sliding her feet left and right to demonstrate a sexy version of Tai Chi.

The positive learning environment between teacher and student was vividly displayed in this physical education class.

Lately, one male student seemed unable to squat down properly, almost standing upright while making hand movements, appearing very unfocused and passive.

I had heard my wife mention that teachers are now evaluated and graded; if the pass rate for a course is low, or if students complain about a teacher's lack of effort, that teacher can be dismissed. Therefore, once my wife starts teaching, she needs to take it seriously and be fully engaged in the lesson, unlike some of the more undisciplined students, since there is a monitoring mechanism in place.

My wife was getting impatient: "Gao Ming, you need to sit down properly, bend your legs, and imitate me. Can't you do it?" The classmate stiffly squatted down a little more, not putting in much effort, and said, "Is squatting like this okay?" My wife wasn't very satisfied. Glancing around at the other students who were still squatting incorrectly, she demonstrated again, turning her plump, half-covered buttocks towards everyone and saying, "Classmates, you must squat down properly. This is the essence of Tai Chi. You don't need to be exactly like it, but at least you should be able to do it correctly. Like this." Looking at my wife's turned buttocks, with half of her snow-white buttocks on each side of her T-shirt, the boys in front couldn't help but move closer to her body to learn more. My wife's almost completely naked buttocks were only half a meter away from the closest boys.

Perhaps my wife was so focused on teaching everyone the Tai Chi movements she knew that she almost forgot that her buttocks, viewed up close, were practically exposed, almost like she was naked. From my angle, besides my wife's exposed pubic area, I could vaguely see the awkward bulges in the groins of two or three male students. However, everyone seemed to be distracted. My wife's attempt to use the distance and the veil to partially conceal her exposed pubic area was overshadowed by the students' close proximity as she focused on teaching. But that was just my perspective.

My wife was still focused on the student named Gao Ming. Seeing that he wasn't putting in the effort, she was quite annoyed. She made him come behind her, demonstrated a movement, and then had him repeat it. The two were very close, allowing Gao Ming to feast his eyes on his exposed buttocks, much to the envy of the other students around him.

Seeing Gao Ming suddenly become more serious and perform the movements very accurately, though sometimes his arm movements were a bit too exaggerated, he accidentally touched my wife's buttocks, making a sound. Several classmates nearby were silently staring at her backside and noticed Gao Ming's seemingly unintentional groping. My wife then instinctively pulled her scarf to cover herself, turned around to continue teaching other movements, and sent Gao Ming back to the group.

Afterwards, I heard Gao Ming whispering to the other classmates. I realized my wife had fallen for his trick. Not only had her exposed buttocks been seen, but she had also been groped in front of many classmates. It was quite a loss for her, but since she had invited him over to be so close, she couldn't blame him. She could only feel speechless and helpless.

I watched from a short distance, my clothes standing erect, quite pleased with myself.

During this Tai Chi class, I heard that some students, having benefited from the situation, complained that my wife was improperly dressed during class. This was truly despicable, and it also made my wife infamous. Her snow-white, plump buttocks left a very deep impression on many students, earning her the nickname "Cao Big Buttocks" (my wife's surname is Cao, which I haven't mentioned before). After a while, students even started calling her "Cao Big Buttocks," and later, even some teachers from other schools knew this nickname and used it to joke about my wife, making her very embarrassed.

However, my wife didn't know that I was the one who created and arranged this sexy female teacher. Although it was awkward, she could only helplessly accept it. Fortunately, her occasional experiences of exposure over the years had given her some experience and a threshold for dealing with embarrassment, preventing her from easily becoming upset. Over time, she stopped thinking it was shameful and got used to the jokes and ridicule from her colleagues. Later, I heard that my wife's rhythmic gymnastics team won second place in a competition, and the school leaders also gave her very sincere praise at the work summary meeting. It was worth the price she paid for her exposed buttocks and the humiliating nickname.

[The End]

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