Chapter 3 Teacher, I want to...

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The whole afternoon, Henry waited anxiously for school to be over. Finally, when the classroom emptied out with students leaving in twos and threes, Henry stayed put, pretending to work on his homework, wanting to be the last one to leave without drawing attention. When Henry finally left the classroom, it was getting late. He hurried to the office building downstairs, looked up, and indeed saw Carrie's office still lit up, which excited him. Henry went up to the second floor and arrived outside Carrie's office. He gently knocked on the door, "Come in," Carrie's voice came from inside, sounding a bit nervous. Henry pushed the door open and saw Carrie sitting at her desk. She had changed into a t-shirt, her large breasts standing tall, seemingly not wearing a bra underneath, with her n*****s visible. She had also changed into sports shorts, revealing her plump, fair thighs. "Mr. Smith, what can I help you with?" Henry started feeling hot all over. Carrie seemed to exude an infinite charm, making it hard for him to resist her mature and voluptuous body. "Oh, there are a lot of old teaching materials that need organizing. Can you help me find them?" Carrie stood up and pointed to the folders on the side. As she moved, her breasts swayed continuously. "Oh, I see." Henry suddenly felt disappointed. Carrie really did have work for him, not just an excuse to bring him over. But why was she dressed so provocatively? Wasn't she trying to tempt him? Henry sat on the sofa and started organizing the materials. His eyes kept glancing at Carrie's back, only able to see her full thighs exposed by the shorts. Even so, it excited Henry greatly, imagining how Carrie would look without the t-shirt and shorts. "Mr. Smith, I can't seem to find some of the materials." Henry suddenly said to Carrie. "Oh, let me take a look." Carrie got up and sat on the sofa, reaching for the materials. Because the sofa was small, Carrie's thighs and buttocks were pressed against Henry. The soft feeling intoxicated Henry, and his manhood couldn't help but stiffen. After searching for a while, Carrie said, "Forget it, they might be lost. Look for other materials first." She tried to sit up from the sofa, but accidentally placed her hand on Henry's p***s. Feeling the hot and hard member, she was startled, losing her balance and falling towards Henry. Henry quickly caught Carrie's mature and hot body, feeling her desire-filled body trembling in his arms. He couldn't control his impulses anymore and hugged Carrie's delicate body, subconsciously leaning in to kiss her face. "Henry, what are you doing?" Carrie was shocked, pushing Henry's body away. Although she had fantasies about making love, she was still hesitant and hadn't decided whether to take that step. Unexpectedly, Henry was so impatient and rushed at her, everything went beyond her plan. "Mr. Smith, I like you," Henry stuttered, kissing Carrie's face haphazardly, one hand caressing her smooth and cold thighs, while the other grabbed the coveted large breasts, kneading them vigorously. As he kneaded the soft breasts, Henry felt his whole body trembling with excitement. He felt a sense of pleasure pervading his entire being, like soaking in a hot spring on a cold winter day. Is this what a woman's breasts feel like? So soft, so comfortable. Henry couldn't help but think, if only he could come and knead them every day. Carrie resisted Henry's advances without shouting. After all, she had called Henry into the office. If she alarmed others, she wouldn't be able to explain. She silently resisted Henry's hands. But Henry was much stronger, and soon he pushed Carrie down on the sofa. Feeling unsatisfied with touching through clothes, he lifted Carrie's t-shirt, exposing her snow-white, large breasts that kept swaying. Henry was thrilled, lowered his head, and bit into Carrie's breast, sucking hard. A mature woman's scent hit him, igniting a blazing desire in Henry. He wanted to make love to this woman. Henry took off Carrie's shorts, revealing the dense forest between her fair thighs. Between the dark pubic hair, her plump labia were oozing clear liquid, silently expressing their desire. "Henry, we can't do this. I'm your teacher." Seeing Henry's red eyes, Carrie became a bit scared. She pressed her legs together, trying to avoid his advances. But Henry couldn't hear anything now. He was intoxicated by Carrie's naked and voluptuous body in front of him. All he wanted to do now was possess this woman.
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