Seating rules

"Ding-ding-ding~"

The school bell rang, and our history teacher, whom we all called Lao Wu, entered the classroom. He was also our mentor, a rather serious-looking man with thick-rimmed glasses.

"Classmates," Lao Wu said, "I have some important news to announce at today's morning assembly. The legislature has passed the 'Co-education Act,' and the Ministry of Education has announced that it will be implemented starting this semester. After I finish explaining the new regulations, we will draw lots to determine your chair partners and start moving chairs to different seats. The next class will begin with the new seating arrangement."

"Teacher, can I sit with Huijuan?" Ah-hao raised his hand and asked. He and Huijuan were an openly affectionate couple in class, always showing off their love in the classroom.

"No way! Rules are rules. Every semester, we have to draw lots to decide who you sit with. You can't choose who you sit with. If you don't follow the rules, you'll get a warning for the first time, a minor demerit for the third time, and so on.

The boy and girl who are drawn will be your chair partners for this semester. You'll share a desk and chair. According to the rules, at the beginning of each class, the girl must sit on the lap of the boy, who is your chair partner. You'll share textbooks and notes, and you'll study together for an hour after class every day, discussing the teaching content and filling in any missing notes..." Old Wu said.

"What? We also have to study together for an hour? What kind of ridiculous rule is this?" The students' complaints rose up.
"Don't make a fuss! This is a new policy from the Ministry of Education. Anyone who disagrees will be punished according to the regulations. Also, if there is one more boy than girls in the class, the last girl will have to sit with two boys in rotation, and so on, and vice versa.

In addition, for general education courses outside of physical education classes, students can find other chair partners to sit with before each class. Finally, only during exams can two students sit side by side on the same chair, and they are not allowed to peek at each other's exam papers. During other class time, according to the regulations, female students must sit on male students' laps. Are there any problems with these regulations?" Old Wu said the regulations seriously.

Everyone was silent, and I gave up. Even the class's recognized couple couldn't sit together. What kind of ridiculous regulations are these? Now I can only pray that God will help me and Yanxuan draw a pair. Although there is only a one in twenty chance of drawing her, I believe that fate will bind us together. I looked at my girlfriend firmly, and she was looking at me with pitying eyes.

"Okay, if there are no problems, let's start drawing lots now." The tense moment arrived, and Old Wu picked up the lot-drawing container and read the numbers.

"Lin Weijie, you're paired with Liao Yaxin. When your name is called, the boys, move your extra desk and chair downstairs to the storage room. The girls, put your things in your drawers. Get started now!" The first pair of chair partners was chosen.

"He Ronghao, you're paired with..." A commotion arose. I hadn't expected the class pairs to be broken up so quickly. Hearing this, I couldn't help but worry. Old Wu kept calling out the names of each pair, and my heart pounded.

"Chen Zhongliang, you're paired with Wang Yunchun..."

"Although Gan A-liang cursed in a breathy voice, everyone around heard it. A-liang is my best friend. I didn't expect him to draw one of the three dinosaurs and become the number one dragon knight. I really feel sorry for him.

But it'll be my turn in a few days, so I don't have time to worry about him.

"Xu Jianwen," the teacher called my name, and the air instantly froze. "You're in a group with Wu Weirong."
Not hearing my girlfriend's name linked with mine suddenly made my heart clench. It was so painful. This meant she would have to sit in another male classmate's lap for the entire semester. I glanced at her worriedly. Her head was down, and her face looked terrible, as if she was about to cry.

Next, Teacher Wu read out several groups in succession, "He Yumin, you're with Lü Yanxuan,..."
What was bound to happen, happened. My girlfriend's chair partner was also pulled out. He Yumin was a bookworm, ranking in the top five in the class. He was a typical otaku. He wore thick glasses with reflective lenses. He was quiet and didn't talk much. He didn't have many friends in the class. This guy wasn't exactly likable, but he wasn't exactly annoying either. Maybe assigning him this chair partner was the best option for my girlfriend; at least he seemed harmless, unlike those perverted nerds or thugs. I hoped he'd behave himself, otherwise I'd give him a piece of my mind.

"Finally, Wu Yongxing, Lin Zhengcheng, and Ying Mengzhen, the three of you are left. According to the rules, you'll form a group. Ying Mengzhen, you'll have to take turns sitting with the two male classmates; you can decide the order yourselves." Mengzhen, her eyes red and unsure what to do, held her friend Yanxuan's hand. She was my girlfriend's best friend, a fresh and innocent beauty. She hadn't expected to be assigned to the "pervert" Wu Yongxing and his group's Lin Zhengcheng, becoming the only "one wife serving two husbands" couple in the whole class. Later, everyone talked about them behind their backs.

Just after Old Wu announced all the groups, the male students started moving their desks and chairs downstairs. Other classes did the same; the whole corridor was filled with the rumbling sound of things being moved. I dragged the chair along listlessly, bumping into Ah Liang halfway there.

"Damn it, if I had to sit on that dinosaur, my legs would be ruined in less than a class. I'd rather get a warning and accumulate three major demerits, then I'd just drop out and transfer schools!" Ah Liang roared.

"Don't be silly, other schools do the same thing, just give in," I replied. Seeing Ah Liang's worse situation, I felt a little better.

"By the way, who are you paired with?" Ah Liang asked.

I'd forgotten to think about who I was paired with for a moment, "I think it's Wu Weirong."

"Damn! Weirong's pretty hot. Damn it, you're having such a good time, why are you still looking so sullen? I

'd trade with you then," Ah Liang said indignantly. I really wanted to trade, even if it meant coercing or bribing He Yumin to get my lovely girlfriend back.

But after his reminder, I remembered my chair partner for the next six months—Wu Weirong. I had absolutely no interaction with her before, at most exchanging a couple of words, like "excuse me" or "thank you." She was like a little boss, always surrounded by a few female classmates like followers. Probably because she was very straightforward and often stood up for her friends. But in the boys' eyes, she was just a shrew.

Although she was quite cute when she wasn't angry, with her shoulder-length short hair and sweet smile, when she got really fierce… sigh… never mind, I don't dare think about it anymore, I'll deal with it later.

Back in the classroom, class had just ended, and the teacher said,

"Next class, everyone must sit in their assigned seats as instructed. I will strictly enforce this."
The bell rang, and I quickly went to find my girlfriend, Yanxuan, to go to our secret little hideout on the rooftop.

"Xuan, are you okay? Don't be afraid. If he dares to bully you, I'll definitely settle the score."

"It's alright, Yumin seems pretty well-behaved, he shouldn't bully me."

Wow, we haven't even sat together yet, and they're already calling each other so intimately. Suddenly, I feel a little sour.

"It's okay, each class is only fifty minutes long, just hang in there. Just treat him like a chair and don't worry about him

. Anyway, it's us boys who get sore legs from sitting for so long, you girls aren't at a disadvantage." Yanxuan giggled after my reassuring words. Her eyes were really cute when she smiled, like two crescent moons. I couldn't help but pull her into my arms and hug her gently. I stroked her long hair, and a fresh rose scent wafted into my nose. On the rooftop in the morning, hugging each other and feeling each other's body heat was especially warm. And this body that originally belonged to me would soon be occupied by another boy. Thinking of this, an uneasy feeling kept welling up, so I could only hold her until the class bell rang.

"Okay, we should go down now. At least we can look forward to tomorrow's general education class, then we can sit together and hug each other openly." Hearing me say this, Yanxuan gave me another melting smile.

To avoid being discovered, we returned to the classroom one after the other. As soon as I reached my new seats, I saw my new chairmate glaring at me angrily.

"Xu Jianwen, where have you been? Class has already started and you're only just coming in now! I've been standing here as punishment, too scared to sit!" Wei Rong shouted.

I hadn't expected this little girl to give me such a hard time on our first conversation this semester; she probably wanted to take advantage of me later. Seeing her wide eyes, I could only meekly apologize and sit down in our shared seat. But now it was her turn to be nervous. Summer skirts are very short, only covering half of the thighs. I glanced out of the corner of my eye at her fair, rosy thighs, calves, and white mid-calf socks, and suddenly felt like this was a good thing.

"I'm warning you, don't move!" Wei Rong hesitated for a moment before slowly lifting one leg, nervously pressing down on her skirt with her hand, stepping over my legs which were already seated, and then slowly sitting on my lap. That moment felt like an hour. I completely forgot that class was about to start, and that my lovely girlfriend was sitting just a short distance in front of me.

The world seemed to freeze the instant her buttocks pressed against my legs. A warm sensation washed over me, which was already enough to arouse me. Then, to bring her legs together, she squeezed them into the already narrow space between the desk and chair, her buttocks rubbing against my legs. I could almost feel that she was wearing small floral or striped panties under her skirt, perhaps with a small bow on them, probably pink. Thinking about this, I felt myself getting aroused.

Thankfully, Mr. Wu came in then, checked the seating arrangement, and the first class began. What should have been a drowsy history class became unusually exciting because of the woman sitting on my lap. Once class started, I couldn't concentrate on what the teacher was saying. I looked around at the bizarre scene: female students were sitting on male students' laps, some taking notes while the boys peeked behind them; others had their textbooks propped up so the students behind them could see. My girlfriend was also sitting on a male student's lap, less than five centimeters apart, their lower bodies pressed together.

I just saw He Yumin gently tap Yanxuan's shoulder and whisper something in her ear. Yanxuan nodded silently. Then I saw my girlfriend lean slightly to the right and continue taking notes; she was considered a diligent student. He Yumin, on the other hand, leaned his head against Yanxuan's left shoulder, copying his own notes with his left hand—apparently, he was left-handed. From my perspective, the two looked like a couple studying together, cheek to cheek, and a pang of jealousy rose within me.

But there was nothing I could do, so I turned my attention back to the young lady in front of me. She seemed completely oblivious to my feelings and had no intention of letting me look at my textbook. Oh well, history was boring anyway, might as well not look at it. I was so bored I was getting restless, my hands just hanging limply at my sides, not daring to touch her. It was then that I realized how close I was to her, so close that I could see the pattern on her bra straps through her thin white uniform; it was a pale pink, and I guessed her underwear was too. Thinking about this, I couldn't help but get aroused.

Her shoulder-length hair carried the scent of jasmine, another girl's scent,

my "chair companion's."

Thinking about this made me feel a little better. Looking at her neck, I could see how white her skin was. I really wanted to touch her thighs, put my arm around her waist, rest my chin on her shoulder, whisper in her ear, and steal a kiss on her fair neck. As I thought about this, I felt incredibly hard, like I was pressing against her soft, round buttocks through her skirt.

Suddenly, I noticed a pinkish tinge on her skin. Could she have sensed it too? Oh no! What if this little girl calls me a pervert in public? She's so direct.

In this awkward atmosphere, the first class dragged on. My legs were practically numb, so I whispered in her ear,

"Can you move a little? My legs are so numb."

I glanced at her face from the side; she was cute, but pouting angrily, and reluctantly shifted her body slightly, lifting her legs a little off the ground.

"Is this okay?" she asked softly.

"A little further back," "A little to the left," as I asked her to change positions, I felt her buttocks rubbing against my penis. Even through my pants and skirt, it felt incredibly good—something I'd never experienced with my girlfriend.

"Are you done yet?!" she asked impatiently.

"Okay! That's it, you can sit down now." After adjusting the angle, I helped her sit down. Unexpectedly, this position brought our lower bodies even closer together, and because the distance between the desk and chair was so narrow, our thighs were pressed tightly together. She sat even further back this time, her back almost touching my abdomen, and my erect penis, horizontally raised, passed under her buttocks, wedged between her legs, the head of my penis pressing against something soft—could it be her mons pubis?

Thinking about this, I felt it rise even higher. I glanced at her neck from the side; it was completely red. I thought she must have felt it; I was in trouble after class.

The class proceeded slowly. Although I dared not move, with the rise and fall of our breathing, I felt the head of my penis subtly rubbing against that soft spot, following the rhythm of our bodies. It felt so good; this was the most private part between a man and a woman, the most intimate contact. With my rising emotions, I felt it would explode soon. I began to enjoy it all, suddenly not wanting the class to end like this.
But things didn't go as planned. "Ding ding ding~" The bell rang, signaling the end of class!

The first intimate encounter had ended, and so had a brand new class of the semester. The girls stood up, moving away from their chairs that had been pressed against them throughout the lesson. Small groups huddled together, whispering about the embarrassing class that had just begun.

With a throbbing pain in my lower body and numbness in my legs, I knew that my high school life, starting this first semester of my junior year, would be very different.

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