Why would you become someone's mistress?

My name is Meijuan, I'm 23 years old, unmarried, with shoulder-length hair, and a great figure. I often compare myself to Vivian Hsu, especially when I smile—the resemblance is uncanny. I teach at an elementary school in Sanchong City.
Logically speaking, how could a teacher become someone's mistress? Actually, I didn't want to either. Since entering teachers' college, I've always upheld traditional values and despised mistresses who break up families. But why am I in this situation?
When I first entered the school, the first person I had close contact with was him, the academic director. He was 39, married, and had three children. He was very warm and enthusiastic, showing me around the school and praising my beauty and intelligence, saying I was very talented. I was quite flattered.
The next day, he even kindly gave me a ride home and showed me his painting studio, which made me feel incredibly flattered. Later, I became a regular at his studio, enjoying the artistic atmosphere and lingering there. My fondness for the director grew daily.
Three weeks later, one afternoon, we skipped work again and went back to his studio to paint. Under the director's tutelage these past few weeks, I, Meijuan, was gradually able to produce some decent paintings.
That day, he was especially gentle and considerate, even preparing a tall glass of champagne. We chatted and drank, enjoying each other's company immensely. About twenty minutes later, I started to feel dizzy, my vision blurring. In my hazy state, I felt a pair of hands around my waist from behind. My right hand reached up from under my shirt, caressing my breasts, while my left hand slipped inside my jeans, kneading my genitals.
This was too much for me, a virgin, to handle. I collapsed into his arms, letting him kiss my lips, my neck, then unbutton my shirt, kissing my breasts, his tongue gliding over my nipples, my navel, my lower abdomen…
“Mmm… mmm…” I began to feel something.
His technique was excellent. After stripping me naked, he licked almost my entire body. Especially when he licked my genitals and clitoris, I would tremble and murmur in my sleep, "Mmm~ mmm~ Director, no..."
"No~ no~ ah~~"
Then I felt something foreign being inserted into my lower body. At first, it was gentle, just rubbing at the entrance, shallowly penetrating, then gradually deepening. Later, with a forceful thrust, I cried out, "Ouch!! It hurts!"
"Mmm~ mmm~ ah ah~~~" Pain accompanied by pleasure, I began to regain some consciousness, grabbing the director's bare chest, "No! It hurts!"
The director ignored my pleas, continuing to rub and scratch my body. His penis kept going in and out of my lower body until, after 15 minutes, he ejaculated, allowing me to catch my breath.
After regaining my senses, I weakly put on my clothes. The director treated me very gently, lightly kissing my forehead and saying, "Meijuan, I really like you, really, that's why I did such a foolish thing."
My immediate thought was: all men are like this, just like a line from a TV drama. Filled with shame, even though I also had some feelings for the director, I couldn't forgive him. He was a married man; how could he do such an irresponsible thing?!
On Wednesday afternoon, when there were no classes, he invited me to go hiking at Dream Lake in Yangmingshan. Most men are like this; once they've slept with a woman, they no longer respect her. I witnessed this firsthand during our hike.
Along the way, he kept stroking my thighs. Perhaps it was because I was wearing a tight skirt; my fair skin and slender, shapely curves attracted him. I even saw his bulge between his legs, his penis seemingly about to burst out.
When we arrived at Dream Lake, because it wasn't a holiday, there were few tourists. He put his arm around my waist, and we walked and talked. Actually, I quite enjoy chatting with him because he's very humorous and often makes me laugh uncontrollably. More importantly, he's not your average superficial man who only knows how to make women happy; he often talks about his area of expertise: art, and Meijuan has gained a lot of inspiration from him.
However, today, it seems the director wasn't really there for a stroll. Once we reached the top, he pulled me into the bushes and started kissing my lips, then my ears, my neck… At the same time, he pulled down my tight skirt and pink panties, his middle finger skillfully touching my clitoris, slowly at first, then faster. Each touch sent shivers through my erogenous zones.
A woman's pleasure doesn't necessarily require thrusting and rubbing against the vaginal walls; clitoral stimulation is more likely to bring a woman to orgasm. Start with gentle touches, gradually increasing the pressure, and finally, rapid rubbing… Sorry, my teacher's occupational hazard is acting up again. Hehehe!
My lower body was aroused by him, while his other hand circled and caressed my nipples.
"Ahhh!...Director, I love you! I can't take it anymore, Director, you're so amazing!"
Seeing that the time was right, he unzipped his pants, and a huge, erect penis sprang out. "Wow~~ Director, yours is so big!" The director grinned smugly.
I held onto the tree trunk with both hands, and he forcefully thrust into me from behind. The sudden thrust almost made me lose my balance.
"Wow!! Wow wow~~~~" Because we were in the mountains, there weren't many positions to choose from. I came after about ten minutes of being fucked, my vaginal walls contracting and spasming.
He turned me around, indicating that I should kneel down and give him oral sex. I felt nauseous. A thick, engorged penis, its glans swollen and red, smelled salty and fishy. I wanted to refuse him, but there was no time to lose. He had already shoved his penis into my mouth, and I was almost breathless. With each thrust, he taught me how to make a man feel pleasure by licking the protruding part of the glans with my tongue. The faster he did it, the more pleasure he would experience. I had no choice but to do as he said.
About five minutes later, the director helped me up and gently dressed me. I said, "Director, you haven't come yet!"
He said, "Actually, men don't necessarily need to ejaculate to feel pleasure. Like me, seeing my woman looking like she's in ecstasy gives me a great sense of satisfaction. Unlike young, impetuous men who only seek a quick release, a woman's feelings are more important for middle-aged men!"
I was stunned, and I couldn't help but admire him again. However, I still said coquettishly, "Director, you're so naughty!" In my mind, I added even more points to his reputation.

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