The homeroom teacher who seduced the child

Lately, I've been taking my son to and from school myself. Parking near the school in the mornings is a nightmare.

That day, it was drizzling, and I got completely disoriented by the swerving traffic. I finally had a close encounter with a minivan. The driver was not only unreasonable but also rude. Perhaps because I'm a woman, and I was dressed rather revealingly that morning—a short windbreaker over a see-through pajamas skirt—without socks, I was in a rush to drop my son off.

I hadn't originally planned to get out of the car; I was just going home after dropping him off. But the accident forced me to get out. I was cold and in a hurry in the drizzle, and my revealing clothes made me incredibly embarrassed. I managed to get my son off first, and then confronted him. He stared at me on the roadside, and a group of passersby surrounded me. Just as I was blushing and extremely embarrassed, he appeared.

He's my child's homeroom teacher; we met at a parent-teacher conference before, but we hadn't really talked much privately. He happened to be on his way to work that day when he saw his student's parents surrounded by a crowd, so he rushed over. He helped me resolve the situation and even kindly fixed my car and drove me home.

For the next few days, I would run into him every afternoon when picking up my son. As we chatted more, he would compliment me on my looks, which I appreciated; it had been a long time since a man had flattered me to my face. One day, he casually remarked, "You looked stunning when we had the car accident!" I immediately felt his enthusiasm and, a little impulsively, looked at him and said, "Did I make your heart flutter?" I blushed as I said it. He immediately replied, "Let me treat you to dinner!" adding, "I don't have classes on Friday, so my wife can take care of the kids."

He called early Friday morning, and I readily agreed. It was a rare beautiful day in recent weeks. I dropped my child off at a relative's house and rushed back to change. Subconsciously, I wore a revealing bra underneath. I went to the restaurant first and chose a corner seat at the back.

He seemed very inappropriate during the meal, frequently telling me erotic stories. I was eating absentmindedly, not really paying attention to what I was eating. He kept commenting on how young I was, how pretty my dress was, and how good my figure was. When he said my legs were long and white, I kicked him under the seat and said, "Have you seen my legs?" He cried out in pain and grabbed my foot. When he grabbed my foot, I suddenly felt an urge to have him touch my leg. Perhaps sensing my desire, he grabbed my foot and gently squeezed my ankle. I didn't move, lowering my head and pretending not to notice. He then touched my calf, and I instinctively stretched my leg towards him. As if he had my permission, he moved his hand towards my thigh. My feelings intensified.

I immediately pulled my leg back, stood up, and went to the restroom. I took off my stockings, hesitated for a moment, then put my underwear back on but took off my bra. When I returned, I deliberately stood in front of him, slowly putting my stockings and underwear into my bag.

We sat down without saying a word. He stared at my breasts, exposed beneath my open collar. I toyed with a wine glass while unbuttoning two buttons of my shirt until my erect nipples bulged out. I took off one shoe and stretched my leg over, placing it on his lap first, then slowly moving it between his legs. I gently rubbed his penis with my toes, and I immediately felt him harden.

I continued rubbing with my foot while simultaneously using one hand to slowly flick my nipples inside my shirt, head down, sensing his arousal. He also touched my leg, and without the stockings, he quickly reached my genitals. I'm already sensitive, and with the fantasies of the past few days and his teasing today, I was already soaking wet.

Perhaps he noticed I was wearing revealing underwear, because his fingers easily slipped inside my vagina. I instantly felt hot, my face flushed, and a tingling, numbing sensation spread through my body. I tried to bite my lip to stifle a sound, but I couldn't help moaning. I took off my other shoe and put it on his lap, leaning back in the chair, hands on the seat, stretching my body as far as possible towards him from under the seat. When his hands touched my genitals, I finally couldn't resist closing my eyes, resting my head on the back of the chair, and making a sound.

Because my shirt collar was open, my breasts were exposed. When I realized it, I was already attracting many surprised glances. We quickly paid the bill and disappeared into the dazzling nightlife of Shanghai.

[The End]

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