The Fierce and Beautiful Female Teachers I've Schemed Against (C) (03)

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I kicked the waiter and yelled at him to shut up. The waiter meekly squatted down by the door. Xiao Z trembled as he picked up another unopened bottle of liquor, twisted the cap off forcefully, tilted his head back, and gulped it down. In less than a minute, the bottle was empty. With a "bang," Xiao Z smashed the bottle on the ground, stared at the waiter with bloodshot eyes, and pointed at him, "You, come here!" The waiter crawled on all fours, trembling, to Xiao C, covering his head with his hands, not daring to look at Xiao C, nor daring to avoid the glass on the street. "Go and put her clothes on!" Little Z pointed at Little C. The waitress looked up at Little Z in surprise, then at Little C, seemingly not understanding. "I told you to go and put her clothes on, didn't you hear me? Or do you want to go to jail?" The waitress turned and crawled to Little C's side, reaching out to pull down Little C's bra, preparing to cover Little C's two white breasts. "You've rubbed them like this, can she still wear them?" Little Z stopped the waitress, "Just take them off..."
The waitress turned her head and looked at Little Z in surprise, then half-squatted up and pulled Little C over. Little C's head naturally drooped onto the waitress's shoulder, her waist-length hair falling behind the waitress's shoulder and also onto her own chest. Her two white breasts were no longer openly displayed, but began to appear and disappear. The waitress half-embraced Following Xiao C, he began to remove Xiao C's shirt, unbuttoning the few remaining buttons one by one, then smoothing the shirt off Xiao C's shoulders. As the waiter moved, the shirt slid from her shoulders to her wrists. From the front, it seemed as if Xiao C was bound by the shirt, shyly leaning against the waiter's chest. Fear seemed to no longer suppress the waiter's lust. He intentionally or unintentionally pressed Xiao C closer to his chest, using his chest to squeeze Xiao C's firmness. His trembling hands traced Xiao C's back, sliding down to Xiao C's wrists. Perhaps because the shirt overlapped at her wrists, it lingered for a long time... Xiao Z stared at the waiter's every move, watching him touch that perfect body that originally belonged only to her, her eyes unblinking, afraid of missing any detail. Both the waiter and Xiao Z seemed to be engrossed in this deliberately slowed-down performance. One was doing, and the other was watching. No one noticed that I was secretly recording everything with my phone. No matter how slow the movements were, they eventually came to an end. The waiter finally took off Xiao C's shirt, then half-pushed Xiao C away and took off Xiao C's bra from her arms one by one. Xiao C's movements caused her to arch her back, her half-bent waist supported by his arms, forming a C-shape. Her hand followed the waiter's movements and fell to her waist, like a half-naked lover who wanted to touch but dared not touch her beloved. Asking a terrified person to dress a completely drunk person is easier said than done. The waiter tried several times, failing each time due to Xiao C's swaying and protruding posture. Xiao Z stood up, sat on the edge of the sofa, and placed his hands under his wife's armpits to support her, making it easier for the waiter to dress her. However, the image I captured on camera seemed to be Xiao Z helping his wife into the waiter's arms, almost like an invitation to a taste. With Xiao Z's help, the waiter finally put a shirt on Xiao C, buttoning it up one button at a time. When he reached the third button, his hand inevitably brushed against Xiao C's erect nipples. The cold air from the air conditioner and the friction made Xiao C's nipples even harder, just like the waiter's and Xiao Z's erect penises, restrained by their pants and filled with complicated thoughts, constantly nodding and greeting Xiao C. Whether by coincidence or design, the waiter stopped after Xiao C buttoned three buttons on her shirt, and Xiao Z didn't ask the waiter to continue. Her open shirt, like a deep V-neck dress, couldn't hide her two playful breasts. Her red eyes would sometimes shyly hide behind the shirt, making it bulge like dates, and sometimes demurely peek out, curiously observing the ambiguous surroundings... After Xiao C finished dressing, the atmosphere in the room gradually became awkward. The waiter, unsure whether to sit or stand, half-squatted in front of Xiao Z, sometimes stealing glances at Xiao C, sometimes looking at Xiao Z with trepidation, wondering what her next fate would be. "I'll go see if there's a designated driver at the door..." I called out to Xiao Z, turned around and walked out of the room. After calling the designated driver and paying the bill, the alcohol started to take effect. I forced myself back to the room, and Xiao Z started slurring his words. Xiao Z and I walked towards the parking lot one after the other. In the middle, a waiter was half-carrying and half-embracing the unconscious Xiao C. Xiao C's left arm was wrapped around the waiter's neck, and her hand was held in the waiter's left hand. Due to the tilted posture, her shirt was pulled crookedly, and her two full breasts jumped out of the shirt's restraint, occasionally brushing against her mouth with the waiter's steps. The waiter's right arm was around Xiao C's waist, pulling her up forcefully, dragging Xiao C step by step. As we walked down the corridor, staff members, both men and women, frequently approached us. They were all stunned by Xiao C's nearly naked appearance and her flawless breasts. The female staff either covered their faces or turned away shyly, peeking through mirrors or their fingers. Most of the male staff glanced at Xiao Z, who was staggering ahead, and me, who was clinging to the wall behind me. Seeing that we weren't paying attention, they stared intently at Xiao C's fair skin and flawless legs… Being a high-end hotel with strict management, no one dared to take pictures. When we passed the lobby, the handsome lobby manager saw us, quickly took off his work jacket and draped it over Xiao C, then, along with a staff member, helped Xiao C and followed Xiao Z to the parking lot. I followed the three men into the dimly lit area of the parking lot. I could clearly see the waiter and manager's hands, concealed by their uniforms, reaching into Xiao C's crotch. I couldn't see the exposed skin in front, but I could imagine the allure of her shirt, only three buttons fastened, being supported by two men on either side—it must have overwhelmed the surrounding greenery like a tidal wave. Xiao Z staggered ahead, but each time he stumbled, he would inadvertently look back. The distance was too great to see his face or expression, but I could almost see the shimmering light in his eyes, constantly shifting between red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet. The two men in the middle seemed lost in Xiao C's perfection, completely unaware that they had unknowingly walked to Xiao Z's car. The designated driver had already found the car according to the license plate number and was waiting in front of it. After hearing footsteps, he put down his phone and looked up at the approaching person, but unconsciously his mouth dropped open and he couldn't close it. His gaze passed unobstructed through the transparent little Z, directly onto the little C in the middle and the men on either side, and... the two groping hands on the two peaks... Little Z stumbled open the car door and sat in the passenger seat. I helped little C straighten her clothes a little and half-carried, half-dragged her to the back seat. After parking the electric scooter, the designated driver slowly drove the car out of the hotel under Little Z's guidance. The car drifted smoothly through the traffic of the quiet night. Little Z snored softly. The driver seemed to have deliberately slowed down, occasionally glancing in the rearview mirror at Little C, who was resting her head on my lap. Little C's clothes, which I had already straightened, were now exposed in her reclining position, seemingly challenging my uncontrollable desires. I moved closer to the car door to make Little C more comfortable. The driver adjusted the rearview mirror, taking advantage of the high beams from the car behind, to get a better view of Little C's ample bosom. For some inexplicable reason, I had so far refrained from making any inappropriate moves towards Little C, except for my dazed eyes, dry mouth, and the uncontrollable throbbing I felt from Little C's pillow, which was constantly teasing her perfect neck. I forced myself to close my eyes, moved my hands away from the irresistible urge of her breasts, and slumped heavily against the backrest. I took a deep breath, and a faint fragrance wafted into my nostrils. I couldn't tell if it was Xiao C's body scent or perfume, but it seemed to permeate the alcohol fumes filling the car and stimulate my olfactory nerve endings. I desperately didn't want the car to turn, but Xiao Z's apartment complex was suddenly in front of me. The driver absentmindedly ended the fare calculation, and was about to secretly take a picture of Xiao C when I subtly blocked his view. Xiao Z climbed out of the car and vomited in the basement for a while, gradually regaining consciousness. We then helped Xiao C up, one on each side, and headed towards the elevator. After a few steps, Xiao Z stumbled and fell to the ground, pulling me and Xiao C onto him in a human pyramid. My right hand, used to protect Xiao C, ended up gripping her left breast. The sensation seemed to make me lose myself in an eternity… or perhaps an instant… I struggled to stand up straight, pulling Xiao C into my arms. Her right hand rested behind my neck, her head nestled in the crook of my shoulder, her lips just touching my neck. Her soft, warm breath stimulated my earlobe, challenging the primal desires deep within me. “Is it inconvenient for me to carry Xiao C up like this? Can you still handle it?” I asked Xiao C, who was struggling against gravity. Xiao C finally managed to stand up, patting her sore thigh—or perhaps it was just a habitual action, she no longer felt the pain. “The child went to her grandmother’s today; it’s just the two of us at home.”

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