They All Want to Seduce Me

Chapter 10 The Girl

"Oh, I want to finish my homework first," Henry shook the homework book in his hand, thinking of quickly getting Taylor to leave.

"I didn't expect you to be so diligent, unlike those other boys," Taylor smiled, revealing her neat and white teeth, with two shallow dimples on her cheeks, quite cute.

Henry didn't expect Taylor to strike up a conversation with him. Usually, Taylor kept to herself, a bit aloof. He couldn't help but size her up.

Like most girls, Taylor tied her hair in a ponytail, revealing her fair and smooth neck. Her oval face, medium-sized eyes, cute nose, and small, rosy lips made up delicate features without any flaws, a beauty in the making.

Taylor was nearly 165 cm tall, considered tall among girls, but petite next to Henry. However, the school uniform was oversized, hiding her figure. Yet, she still exuded youthful charm with every move, radiating the vigor of a young girl.

Perhaps an ordinary boy would fantasize about a girl like Taylor, but Henry had no such thoughts. Girls like Taylor might be suitable for dating, but to satisfy his strong s****l desires, he preferred mature women like Carrie or Diane, especially since Taylor was Lucas's crush, making her off-limits.

"Thank you," Henry replied casually, glancing occasionally at the office building across the street, wondering if Carrie was waiting for him in the office. The thought of Carrie's voluptuous body made him impatient, eager to go and have a passionate encounter with her.

"Have you finished your homework?" Taylor, oblivious to his restlessness, asked somewhat shyly, "How about we walk together?"

If it were any other boy, being invited by the class beauty would be a quick yes. But Henry's mind was filled with thoughts of Carrie's ample bosom and curvy behind, making Taylor's still-developing teenage body unappealing. He couldn't be too cold, so he replied with a troubled expression, "Mr. Smith asked me to come to her office after school. Why don't you go ahead?"

"Oh, okay," Taylor said, looking disappointed, then left.

Henry shook his head helplessly. After Taylor left, he quickly packed his things and left the classroom, heading straight to the second floor of the office building. The office was dimly lit, with only a few offices still illuminated. Henry glanced up and saw Carrie's office light on, feeling relieved as he hurried upstairs.

As he neared Carrie's office, Henry suddenly wanted to surprise her. He walked quietly, pushed the door open abruptly, and was about to say, "Sis, I..." intending to say he missed her. But in that instant, he saw two women in the room - Carrie and Diane. They were sitting on the sofa, looking at him in surprise. Startled, he swallowed his words, feeling lost, not knowing how these two women ended up together.

Carrie didn't expect Henry to barge in like that. After work, she was debating whether to go home directly or work late in the office. She never expected Diane to show up with a pair of stockings she bought but found too long. She asked Carrie to try them on.

The stockings fit perfectly, and Diane seemed to be trying to get on Carrie's good side. They chatted casually, with Diane opening up about her troubles. Carrie sympathized with Diane, but there was little she could do to help. She couldn't indulge in casual affairs like Diane, seeking solace in other men.

Through their interaction, Carrie sensed that Diane was a woman of strength beneath her fashionable and revealing exterior. Despite her stylish appearance, Diane was conservative at heart, guarded against men, unlike Carrie. Diane and her husband were in a long-distance relationship, their bond not broken yet, preventing her from seeking comfort elsewhere like Carrie.

Carrie was consoling Diane, suggesting she participate in school activities to lift her spirits when Henry barged in. Carrie was taken aback by his sudden entrance, especially calling her "sis." Thankfully, he didn't finish his sentence, or their illicit relationship might have been exposed.

Seeing Diane's suspicious gaze, Carrie's heart skipped a beat. She sternly said, "Henry, what's the matter? I asked you to come for your homework. Why are you so late?" Pointing to a stack of papers on the desk, she added, "Take these and remember to come on time next time."

Henry, scolded by Carrie, felt dizzy. He instinctively grabbed the homework and left the office, feeling uneasy. He regretted his impulsive actions, not checking for others before barging in. But it was too late for regrets.

After Henry left, Carrie calmed down and explained to Diane, "Students' attitudes towards teachers are becoming too casual. Look at that, he didn't even knock on the door. Calling me 'sis,' I could be his mother."

Diane, seeing Carrie composed, gradually dispelled her doubts and said with a smile, "Mr. Smith, students nowadays are different. They value equality and freedom. Our old ways of discipline seem outdated. I envy your relationship with the students. Is he the English class representative?"

"Oh, you mean Henry? Yes, he's quite responsible and respected in the class. I trust him with many tasks, and his English grades are excellent," Carrie said, relieved by Diane's demeanor, adopting a teacherly tone to praise Henry.

So, this boy's name is Henry.

Diane thought to herself, recalling the brief encounter at noon. Her face reddened, as she developed early, drawing attention from boys since school days, sometimes facing harassment. This made her wary of men, avoiding intimate contact.

Even after marriage, Diane seemed disinterested in s*x. She passively complied with her husband, suppressing her desires, fearing being labeled as promiscuous. Her husband lacked passion, only seeking physical release before falling asleep, leaving Diane unsatisfied. She fulfilled her wifely duties without joy.

Dressing provocatively outside brought Diane a thrill, especially when men's eyes lingered on her ample bosom. The attention made her feel exposed, igniting a shameful excitement, surpassing the pleasure of intimacy with her husband. Each time she walked in revealing attire, she felt as if she were naked, arousing her. Returning to the office, she often found her panties damp, her delicate s*x throbbing with excitement, needing release in the restroom.

Thinking of Henry, a brief encounter left a vivid impression on Diane. She felt his impressive size, hard like a burning iron rod against her buttocks, almost penetrating her clothes with intense heat, exciting her already aroused flesh.

Diane couldn't help but wonder, how would it feel to have that large c**k inside her?