Chapter 2: Intimate Contact with Liu Yan

Ma Jun had been fussing in front of Zhang Li's office for nearly an hour. By the time he got home, it was almost eight o'clock. Ma Jun was an only child, and since his father died, he and his mother, Song Ping, had relied on each other for support.

Seeing him back so late, Song Ping scolded him a few times. Ma Jun could only explain that his homeroom teacher had something to ask him about, and Song Ping let it go, never imagining that her son had been seduced straight into bed by that homeroom teacher.

Ma Jun had gone twice with Zhang Li, and the exertion left him drained. He ate two big bowls of rice before finally satisfied, belched, washed up briefly, and lay down in bed. Yet no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't sleep. His mind kept replaying the intoxicating scenes from earlier with Zhang Li. Thinking of her snow-white, full body, her proud, soft breasts, and her tender, slick cunt, his cock rose hard again on its own.

He had actually slept with a woman. Ma Jun wrapped his hand around the rock-hard shaft and slowly stroked it. In the past, this was how he released his desire, but now that he had experienced real intercourse, jerking off suddenly felt utterly dull.

It took quite a while before Ma Jun finally shot his semen. After wiping himself clean with tissue paper, he felt much calmer. Recalling what had happened with Zhang Li that day, he had never dared to entertain such bold thoughts about her before. After all, Zhang Li was his homeroom teacher.

But in the morning, after running into Liu Yan and having his desire stirred up, he had been aflame with lust and had no idea how to vent it. Coincidentally, Zhang Li was also a woman who was starving for company, and through a chain of accidents the two of them had ended up in bed together.

Thinking of Liu Yan, who had been the original trigger for all this, Ma Jun suddenly wanted to have her too. If this had been before today, he would never have had such thoughts. But after sleeping with Zhang Li, he suddenly realized that even the most proud woman had physical needs. As long as you found the weak point, you could conquer them. The question was, what was Liu Yan's weak point?

Thinking of Liu Yan's breasts, which were even larger than Zhang Li's, and her tall, lush, sexy body, Ma Jun silently vowed that he would find a way to possess the school's most seductive female teacher.

Half-drowsy, Ma Jun drifted off to sleep. In his dream, he was entwined with a seductive woman, but he couldn't tell whether it was Zhang Li or Liu Yan.

The next morning, Ma Jun came to school and subconsciously glanced at Zhang Li's office on the second floor of the administration building. The door was closed, and he had no idea whether Zhang Li had arrived yet.

The second class was Chinese, and Ma Jun stared fixedly at the doorway. Soon he saw Zhang Li's familiar figure appear there. She was still dressed as always in a T-shirt and jeans. As a woman in her forties, Zhang Li dressed relatively conservatively, rarely wearing the revealing dresses that younger female teachers liked. Combined with her plain looks, she was not the sort of woman who easily caught a man's eye.

Ma Jun had rarely paid attention to Zhang Li before, let alone thought of her as a fantasy object. But after what happened last night, his view of his homeroom teacher had completely changed, and he began examining her clothes with a serious eye.

A pair of tight jeans wrapped around Zhang Li's thick hips, making them look even rounder and fuller, so tempting that one wanted to grab them hard. Unfortunately, her two straight, long legs were hidden completely, and only Ma Jun knew how thrilling it felt to have those legs wrapped around him. A light green fitted cotton T-shirt made Zhang Li's breasts look even firmer. This was the body of a mature woman.

Seeing how Zhang Li dressed, Ma Jun felt restless again. A shameless scene immediately surfaced in his mind: Zhang Li naked, bent over the edge of a bed with her ass raised high, her plump, snow-white backside and her dripping cunt. His crotch bulged hard at once, and he hurriedly pressed it down with his hand so the people next to him wouldn't catch him making a fool of himself.

Yet Zhang Li herself remained perfectly calm, showing no hint of anything unusual. Only when their eyes occasionally met did she instinctively look away. That left Ma Jun puzzled. What did Zhang Li mean by that? Had she already forgotten everything that happened last night?

For the whole class, Ma Jun was distracted and couldn't absorb a thing. When the bell rang, Zhang Li put down the chalk, brushed the dust from her hands, and said loudly, "All right, that's it for today. Go back and review what we covered. We'll have a quiz next week." After that, she walked out of the classroom.

The students below also started moving around. Ma Jun stood up and headed for the door, intending to chase after Zhang Li and get some answers, but suddenly a figure flashed in front of him. It was Huang Guoxin, who blocked him and pulled him to a corner of the classroom. Huang Guoxin had found out that next week was Li Ting's birthday and wanted to give her a surprise, so he had come to Ma Jun for advice.

Ma Jun's head was full of Zhang Li right now. He had no mind to deal with Huang Guoxin's business, so after thinking for a moment, he told Huang Guoxin that girls all liked romance and that if he found a more romantic setting to confess to Li Ting, the chances of success would be higher.

After finally shaking off Huang Guoxin, Ma Jun walked out of the classroom, but Zhang Li was already nowhere to be seen. He didn't dare go to her office to question her, so he had no choice but to return to the classroom in frustration.

At noon, after coming home and eating, Ma Jun couldn't sleep at all. He simply got up quietly and went back to school. At that hour, there was basically no one at school anymore; most of the students and teachers had already gone home.

But Ma Jun knew Zhang Li usually rested in her office at noon. He made his way to the second floor of the administration building, crept to the door of Zhang Li's office, listened for a moment, and heard no sound. Had Zhang Li already fallen asleep?

After hesitating for a while, Ma Jun still summoned up his courage and raised his hand to knock. The door opened very quickly.

"Ma Jun, why are you here?" Seeing Ma Jun standing at the doorway, Zhang Li was a little surprised. She hadn't expected him to come running over in the middle of the day.

Ma Jun smelled the mature woman's scent coming off Zhang Li and couldn't help blurting out, "Teacher Zhang, I missed you."

Zhang Li jumped in fright and quickly looked down the corridor. Luckily, no one was there. She hurriedly pulled Ma Jun inside, shut the door, and said with some displeasure, "What nonsense are you saying? What if someone hears you? This is the administration building."

Ma Jun lowered his head while listening to Zhang Li's scolding, but his eyes fell on her chest. There was a wet patch there, and the T-shirt had gone transparent, revealing the red bra underneath and the full, high breasts within. He got hard instantly, reached out, wrapped his arms around Zhang Li's fleshy body, and kneaded her full chest.

"Ma Jun, what are you doing? Let go." Zhang Li froze, warned him in a low voice, and struggled against him.

"Teacher Zhang, I really miss you." Rubbing against Zhang Li's cool, silky skin, Ma Jun grew even more aroused. He actually lifted her up at once, carried her to the bed at the back, set her down, and was about to undress himself.

Zhang Li hurriedly stopped him. Even though no one usually came to her office at noon, it still wasn't entirely safe. But when she saw the hard bulge standing tall in Ma Jun's crotch, she too was stirred. She went to the door, listened to the movement outside, then turned back and said to Ma Jun, "The bed isn't safe. We'll do it here."

Ma Jun froze for a second, but he quickly understood what Zhang Li meant. He came over, wrapped an arm around her, and lifted her T-shirt, revealing the soft white flesh of her breasts. He leaned in and sucked on one of the bright red nipples. Under Ma Jun's stimulation, it gradually began to stiffen.

"Ah, Ma Jun, don't lick anymore." Zhang Li closed her eyes and let out a satisfied sigh. Her body began to tremble as she felt a warm current flowing through it.

After playing with Zhang Li's breasts for a while, Ma Jun's cock felt unbearably swollen, so he reached down to unfasten her jeans. But Zhang Li's jeans were too tight, and he couldn't get the button undone no matter what. He was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Move aside, I'll do it." Zhang Li couldn't bear watching any longer. She unfastened the button herself, tugged the jeans down to her knees, and revealed the thick hips wrapped in black silk panties. Bracing both hands on the desk, she turned back and said urgently to Ma Jun, "Hurry up. Class starts in a bit."

Ma Jun also pulled out his rock-hard cock, walked behind Zhang Li, pulled off her panties, and slid his burning shaft against Zhang Li's snow-white ass. Zhang Li's butt was round and firm, and Ma Jun was getting hard to handle.

"Aren't you going in already?" Feeling his cock sliding against her ass, Zhang Li complained and couldn't help reaching back to grasp Ma Jun's shaft, guiding it to the mouth of her already slick, swollen cunt.

"Teacher Zhang, I'm coming in." Ma Jun hugged Zhang Li's bare ass and thrust hard forward. The shaft slowly parted her labia and entered her slick cunt. The from-behind position seemed even more stimulating. Ma Jun pumped away with restless excitement.

"I'm going to die, Ma Jun." Zhang Li was also extremely aroused and wanted to cry out loudly, but she was afraid of being heard, so she could only stifle her moans in a low voice. Biting her lip tightly, she pushed out her snow-white ass and met Ma Jun's fierce thrusts. As a married woman, she had never imagined that one day she would take such a shameless posture and let a strange man enter her body.

When she was intimate with her husband in the past, Zhang Li rarely used this position. On one hand, she felt it was indecent, like the way two dogs mated. On the other hand, her husband's cock wasn't long enough, so it was hard to get deep penetration from behind even with his hips pressed against hers. After trying it a few times, they gave it up.

But Ma Jun's cock was astonishing in size, both long and thick, at least a third longer than her husband's. Even standing behind her, it could easily plunge deep into Zhang Li's cunt, and every thrust stirred the sensitive nerves inside her vagina, making her tremble uncontrollably.

Ma Jun pumped in and out of Zhang Li's cunt again and again. Zhang Li had given birth before, but perhaps because she hadn't had sex for many years, her pussy was still tight. On top of that, the tension of making love in the office made Ma Jun feel as though his thick cock was being tightly sucked by Zhang Li's cunt, and every thrust gave him an incomparable sensation.

No one knew whether Zhang Li's husband had water in his head. He let such an enticing wife go untouched, and in the end it all fell to Ma Jun. Come to think of it, Ma Jun ought to thank him. Otherwise, how would he ever have had the chance to enjoy the pleasure of making love to a mature woman like his homeroom teacher?

To avoid drawing attention, Zhang Li hadn't pulled the curtains. From Ma Jun's position, he could see the classroom not far away. There were still more than half an hour before class, and quite a few students had already arrived at school, fooling around by the classroom door.

Ma Jun had excellent eyesight and even recognized several boys he usually played with, including Huang Guoxin. Those boys would never have imagined that at that very moment, he was in the office not far from them, greedily ravaging their stern homeroom teacher, while the ordinarily proper Zhang Li was lying there like a shameless bitch, letting him violate her.

A surge of smugness flooded Ma Jun's heart, and he thrust even harder. Every stroke nearly drove all the way into Zhang Li's deepest depths. Zhang Li was driven half-mad by his rough movements, her round, plump butt swaying unconsciously. At that moment, she seemed to have forgotten that she was a teacher and was merely a woman drunk on carnal desire.

Hearing the soft, seductive moans coming from the mature woman through her nose, Ma Jun couldn't help feeling fond of her. He gradually slowed down, slid his hands beneath Zhang Li's T-shirt, pushed her bra upward, and grabbed the two breasts he was obsessed with, kneading them.

Zhang Li's face was rosy and alluring, her brows tightly knitted as if she were enduring great pain, but only she knew how pleasurable this was. Every one of Ma Jun's thrusts seemed about to send her soaring into the clouds. Bracing herself against the edge of the desk with both arms, sweat had already soaked her neck and armpits. Her full, fleshy ass was raised high, and the two large breasts on her chest kept swaying, changing shape under Ma Jun's grasp and squeeze, gradually building to climax.

After pumping for nearly a hundred thrusts in a row, Ma Jun suddenly felt Zhang Li's pussy contract violently, clamping down tightly on his cock. The electrifying sensation rushed through him at once, and he could no longer control himself. Hugging Zhang Li's hips, he pressed his shaft hard against her cunt and shot wave after wave of seed into Zhang Li's vagina, while Zhang Li collapsed limp as mud across the desk, panting hard. Once again, this woman had been conquered by him.

"Ma Jun, you are not allowed to come to the office to find me at noon anymore." Zhang Li quickly got dressed. Looking at Ma Jun's satisfied expression, she suddenly said with some seriousness, "You're still a student. Put your energy and time into your studies, understand? I don't want to ruin you."

"Teacher Zhang, don't worry, I won't let it affect my studies," Ma Jun said quickly. "I really dream about you. Today in class you ignored me the whole time, and I thought you didn't like me anymore."

Zhang Li also knew Ma Jun had just tasted the wonder of sex for the first time, so how could he give it up so easily? She sighed and said, "All right. If you want it, come to the office at night. But if your grades slip, then our relationship has to end immediately."

Hearing Zhang Li's sincere concern, Ma Jun couldn't help feeling deeply moved. This mature woman not only satisfied him physically, she also cared about his studies. For the first time, he felt as if he had started to like her.

Seeing that class was about to begin, Zhang Li urged Ma Jun to leave quickly. After he was gone, Zhang Li lost all interest in sleeping. Sitting in her chair, she felt unsettled and kept thinking about everything that had happened between her and this student.

Before getting involved with Ma Jun, Zhang Li had been a proper married woman. Even though her marriage with her husband wasn't happy, she had never actively thought about betraying him.

Her impression of Ma Jun had been good. Because his Chinese grades were fairly strong, Zhang Li had always felt he was a student worth paying attention to.

What's more, Ma Jun had a sturdy build, more robust than most boys his age, and he looked energetic too. Although he couldn't be called handsome, he was very eye-catching to women.

That accidental contact yesterday somehow had stirred up the desire Zhang Li had hidden for years, and she had subconsciously seduced her own student. Even though Ma Jun was inexperienced, he still let her once again experience the fiery passion she had only felt when she first got married. Although both times had been initiated by Ma Jun and she had only half resisted and half yielded, Zhang Li was increasingly unable to pull herself free. She was intoxicated by this carnal stimulation. Perhaps everything really was destined.

In a very good mood, Ma Jun walked out of Zhang Li's office. Although this time hadn't lasted as long as the last, he had already confirmed that he had basically conquered this full-bodied mature woman, and in the future he could come find Zhang Li whenever he wanted to vent his desire.

Thinking of Zhang Li just now, with her snow-white ass exposed as she lay on the desk, wet and dripping while he fucked her, Ma Jun felt a burst of pride. Zhang Li was usually strict and proper in front of her students, projecting a teacher's authority, and everyone was a little afraid of her. Yet he alone could enjoy the enticing body of the homeroom teacher. If Huang Guoxin knew, he would definitely be green with envy.

Actually, Zhang Li's looks were decent too. Although she wasn't as stunning as Liu Yan, she still had some charm. She just didn't pay attention to her appearance and dressed very conservatively. She was probably the type with a hot core and a cold exterior, which was why few people ever had designs on her. In the end, Ma Jun had managed to get her by blind luck.

Ma Jun thought about Zhang Li's figure. She was voluptuous, with big breasts and a full ass. If she changed into a miniskirt and wore sexy black stockings, she might not draw any fewer looks than Liu Yan. But given Zhang Li's conservative personality, she definitely wouldn't be willing to do that. If he got the chance, he would definitely try to get Zhang Li to give it a shot.

While thinking that, he walked toward the stairwell on the second floor. Suddenly, a figure flashed past him. Liu Yan appeared in front of Ma Jun. She seemed to have something on her mind, walking in a hurry and not noticing Ma Jun at all as she came straight toward him.

Ma Jun had originally meant to step aside instinctively, but then a thought flashed through his mind. He stopped instead of dodging and met her head-on, colliding with Liu Yan's soft, plump body.

Liu Yan staggered from the impact and almost fell. A pair of strong hands suddenly caught her arms, and she quickly steadied herself. Looking up, she saw that the other person was tall and broad-shouldered, dressed like a student. She found him somewhat familiar, but he wasn't one of her own students.

Ma Jun half-hugged, half-held Liu Yan's soft, full body in his arms and took the opportunity to study this beautiful female teacher who outshone everyone else at school. Liu Yan's eyes were clear as water, yet full of tenderness. Her nose bridge was high, her lips were rosy and seductive, and her skin looked so delicate it seemed as if it would break from a touch. One could say she had a face that could enchant any man. Add to that her tall figure and full, high breasts, and she was a natural-born temptress.

As a young woman in her prime, Liu Yan especially liked wearing dresses. Today was no exception. She was still in a pink dress, and the V-neck design let the pale valley of her cleavage show faintly. Her two long, white, plump legs were fully on display, and all over her body she gave off a faint fragrance that was utterly intoxicating.

Such a sexy outfit not only sent the male teachers at school into wild fantasies, it also attracted countless boys just beginning to awaken to desire. Ma Jun was naturally one of them, and every night he imagined rolling in the sheets with Liu Yan and shooting out the essence of his virginity.

Even after having just vented his lust on Zhang Li's plump, pale body, now holding this sexy temptress who excited every male creature at the school, Ma Jun still reacted almost immediately as a man. His cock stood hard through his pants and pressed into Liu Yan's soft, full butt, eager to become one with this sexy woman.

Even through Liu Yan's skirt, Ma Jun could feel the smooth softness of her skin. Compared with Zhang Li's lush, full body, Liu Yan's delicate flesh seemed even more alive and elastic, making one unable to help imagining how intoxicating it would be to make love to this woman.

Liu Yan immediately sensed Ma Jun's unusual condition. Her jade-white face flushed red at once, and she broke free from his arms as if shocked by electricity. But she didn't think Ma Jun had done it on purpose; she probably assumed he was just a student. Instead, she nodded, murmured a soft thank-you, and hurried on her way.

Watching Liu Yan's sexy, mesmerizing back as she walked away, Ma Jun wore a trace of disappointment. That collision had brought him into intimate contact with Liu Yan's unusually full chest, and the tempting elasticity had instantly given him a reaction. He really wanted to squeeze hard at those firm, generous breasts, strip her naked, and drive his burning cock deep into Liu Yan's tender cunt.

Too bad Liu Yan wasn't Zhang Li. Even if she had been Zhang Li, unless the other woman had actively seduced Ma Jun, he still would never have dared act rashly, no matter how impulsive he felt. After all, the gulf between teacher and student wasn't something easy to cross. What he had with Zhang Li had been pure coincidence. Not every teacher would dare sleep with a student.

Still, this gorgeous married woman was just too alluring. He absolutely had to find a way to get her.

After thinking carefully for a while about her relationship with Ma Jun, Zhang Li still could not make sense of it, so she simply put it aside and began sorting through her lesson plans. Then she suddenly heard someone knocking at the door. She said casually, "Come in, the door isn’t locked."

The door was soon pushed open, and a graceful figure stepped inside. Zhang Li looked up and was surprised to see that it was Liu Yan. She set down her pen and smiled. "Liu Yan, it’s you. What brings you here? Come, sit down."

She got up and asked Liu Yan to take a seat on the sofa. Then she suddenly caught sight of the pair of panties she had just taken off draped over the headboard. She jumped in fright and quickly stuffed them into her pocket. Fortunately, Liu Yan had not seen them, though Zhang Li was a little puzzled why Liu Yan would suddenly come looking for her.

Although Liu Yan worked with her and they were both Chinese teachers, Liu Yan had a cool personality and had graduated from a prestigious university. She had only come to the county middle school to teach because of some personal reason, and she had always been proud and aloof, rarely associating with ordinary teachers like them. Zhang Li usually only exchanged greetings with her when they happened to meet on the road, and they had never been close.

Liu Yan looked around Zhang Li’s office and said, "Teacher Zhang, you really are diligent. Your office is so neat and clean."

Zhang Li poured her a glass of water and set it in front of her, saying modestly, "It’s nothing. There’s a saying: men fear poverty, women fear laziness. I just tidy up when I have time. At the very least, it makes it more comfortable for me, right?"

Liu Yan chatted with Zhang Li for a few moments, but her expression remained hesitant, as if she had something on her mind yet was embarrassed to say it. Zhang Li simply smiled and said, "Xiao Liu, we’re colleagues, and we’re both women teachers. If you need any help, just say so. No need to be polite with me."

Hearing Zhang Li say that, Liu Yan’s face reddened slightly. Only then did she stammer out what was on her mind. A few days earlier, while showering at home, she had accidentally discovered a hard lump in one of her breasts. That frightened her badly; she worried that she might have breast cancer and wanted to go to the county hospital.

But the gynecology clinic at the county hospital was staffed by a man in his fifties, and the thought of allowing a stranger to touch her breast made her uncomfortable. At the same time, she was worried, and then she suddenly remembered that Zhang Li’s breasts were large too, so perhaps she might have a similar problem. That was why she had come to Zhang Li to ask about it.

Zhang Li inwardly found it amusing. After all, Liu Yan was still young, and even though she was married, she still couldn’t let go of things. At Zhang Li’s age, even if a doctor touched her a few times, what would it matter? Doctors touched who knew how many breasts every day; they’d long since stopped feeling anything.

But she could only keep those thoughts to herself and said with a smile, "That’s easy. Let me feel it and I’ll know. Take your clothes off."

Liu Yan froze for a moment and instinctively glanced toward the door, probably afraid someone might suddenly walk in. Zhang Li went over, drew the curtains, and then slid the bolt on the door. "There, now you’re safe. Hurry and take it off."

Only then did Liu Yan shyly remove her skirt and unfasten her bra. Instantly, a pair of trembling, snow-white breasts bounced free, swaying slightly up and down. Her nipples were no bigger than peanuts, a vivid cherry red, and her areolas were still an alluring pink, unlike Zhang Li’s, which had darkened somewhat after nursing a child.

Zhang Li stared blankly at Liu Yan’s pair of firm, high breasts. A trace of jealousy rose in her heart. Her own chest wasn’t small, but because she had given birth and breastfed, it had sagged a little, nowhere near as round, firm, and elastic as Liu Yan’s. Perhaps that was also why her husband gradually lost interest in her. Only a young man like Ma Jun would be infatuated with her.

If Ma Jun saw Liu Yan’s irresistible pair of huge breasts, who knew what his reaction would be? Suddenly Zhang Li had a ridiculous thought. When she was intimate with Ma Jun, his favorite thing to play with was her pair of large breasts; he would even suck her nipples like a child who had not yet been weaned, giving her an inexplicable thrill.

"Sister Zhang, don’t stare. It’s embarrassing," Liu Yan said, seeing Zhang Li stare at her breasts in a daze. She reached out to cover her full chest.

"What’s there to be embarrassed about? All right, let me take a look," Zhang Li said with a grin. She motioned for Liu Yan to lower her hands, then reached out and gently kneaded the base of Liu Yan’s breasts, feeling how fine and tender they were, yet how springy and full of life.

Liu Yan only felt as if ants were crawling over her breasts. Zhang Li’s small hands made her itch all over, and her body grew soft and tingly. Her nipples gradually hardened, but she could only bite her lip, afraid she might not be able to stop herself from moaning. Even so, wetness began to leak from her groin, soaking through her underwear.

At first Zhang Li was seriously checking the lump in Liu Yan’s breast, but once she saw how sensitive Liu Yan’s reaction was, and thought of how usually haughty she seemed, she couldn’t help but want to tease her. She lightly circled one finger around the most sensitive part near Liu Yan’s nipple, and seeing her struggling to endure it, Zhang Li felt a bit of perverse satisfaction.

Still, Zhang Li had no real malice. Seeing that Liu Yan was almost unable to stand, she withdrew her hand and told her to get dressed again. "Don’t worry, it’s nothing serious. It’s just a bit of hormonal imbalance. Rest for a few days and it’ll be fine. I used to get this all the time."

Only then did Liu Yan relax. She took the opportunity to ask Zhang Li many questions about breast care, and as a result the two of them grew much closer. That was when Zhang Li learned that Liu Yan and her husband were living apart. Her husband worked for a construction company and was often away on business trips, sometimes not coming back for several months, and when he did come home, he would stay only a few days before hurrying off again.

"That won’t do," Zhang Li said solemnly. "No wonder your hormones are off. An unhappy married life isn’t good. You’re still so young; it’s no way to keep spending your nights alone. If possible, you should try to get your husband back here."

"I want that too," Liu Yan said with a resentful look. "Every time he comes home, I tell him that. But he always says there’s no future staying in the county, that there’s no way to make real money here, and that he wants to work a few more years while he’s still young. Every time we bring it up, we end up arguing. Even when he finally stays home for a few days, it’s never pleasant."

"Then what do you do when you want it? Do you handle it yourself?" Zhang Li asked with some curiosity. When she had first married, both she and her husband had very strong needs, and it had been almost every night. But in recent years, as her relationship with her husband had grown worse and worse, those desires had slowly cooled. Liu Yan was at the age when desire burned strongest. How could she stand it? Suddenly Zhang Li remembered the rumors circulating at school. Could what people said about Liu Yan and the principal really be true?

She did not expect Zhang Li to ask something so direct. Liu Yan’s face turned bright red as she said shyly, "Sister Zhang, how can you say that? Only bad women would do such a thing."

Zhang Li curled her lip. "What’s wrong with that? What era is this now? And you’re still so old-fashioned. What’s wrong with a woman? Are men the only ones who deserve to feel good? Women should treat themselves better. Sometimes a man isn’t even as comfortable as your own fingers."

Liu Yan had not expected Zhang Li to become more and more outspoken. Her face heated up. She wanted to get up and leave, but felt too embarrassed to do so. Though she was much younger than Zhang Li, her mind was very simple. Before meeting her husband, she had no romantic experience at all. She could practically be called a blank sheet of paper. Though she sometimes used her fingers to relieve herself when she was alone in an empty room, how could she possibly discuss such a private matter with someone else?

Seeing that Liu Yan had gone quiet, Zhang Li knew her skin was thin and smiled faintly, changing the subject to teaching instead. Zhang Li had taught Chinese for decades, had been repeatedly selected as an outstanding teacher, and her class’s Chinese scores were the best in the grade. Liu Yan asked her for quite a few pointers and felt she benefited greatly from the conversation, becoming even closer to Zhang Li.

"If there’s anything you don’t understand in the future, you can always come to me," Zhang Li said, more than willing to share her years of experience. Then, thinking that Ma Jun might come looking for her often, she quickly added, "But it’s best if you tell me in advance so I can arrange my time and you won’t make a wasted trip."

In truth, she was afraid Liu Yan might accidentally run into Ma Jun and her while they were being intimate.

"Thank you, Sister Zhang," Liu Yan said as she rose to leave, feeling very happy. Usually she thought the female teachers at school were all vulgar, always worrying about trivial matters and running after the principal’s tail, so she had unconsciously kept her distance from them. But after interacting with Zhang Li, she felt that perhaps her earlier assumptions had been too simplistic. Maybe Zhang Li was different from those other women teachers.

Liu Yan stepped out of Zhang Li’s office, took a deep breath of fresh air, and suddenly felt that something was off. Just now, when she was close to Liu Yan, she had caught a strange scent. It wasn’t perfume, and it wasn’t body wash either. It seemed more like the smell of a woman’s body after being intimate with her husband.

Liu Yan found it strange. Was Zhang Li’s husband really coming over at midday to be intimate with her? But she had never once seen Zhang Li’s husband come to the school. If it wasn’t Zhang Li’s husband, then who could it have been? She suddenly thought of the boy she had just collided with. He seemed to have come from the direction of Zhang Li’s office. A wildly absurd thought rose in her mind, but she quickly suppressed it. How could Zhang Li possibly do such a thing?

Liu Yan shook her head and laughed at herself. What was wrong with her? How could she suspect that Zhang Li had an improper relationship with one of her students? Maybe Zhang Li had only been masturbating. Thinking back on the way Zhang Li had kneaded her breasts just now, Liu Yan actually felt a little heated. A married woman who had gone without sex for a long time was extremely sensitive and could not withstand even a little teasing. Feeling heat stir through her body, she hurried back toward her own office.