They All Want to Seduce Me

Chapter 13, hopefully we won't be discovered!

Taylor could feel Henry's hands on her buttocks like two hot braziers, a surge of heat rushing from between her legs to her whole body. She couldn't help but feel weak as her body began to soften. Oh my, how did she end up like this? She subconsciously twisted her body, but it only seemed to let her buttocks fall more into his control. To onlookers, it appeared as if Taylor was willingly placing her buttocks in Henry's hands.

Upon hearing Henry's words, Taylor's face flushed. She didn't want him to think of her as an easy girl. Quickly, she grabbed onto his collar tightly, but being a girl with less strength, and in an awkward position, Henry kept pushing upwards while Taylor kept sliding down. Their intimate contact continued, with Taylor's buttocks constantly in contact with Henry's large hands.

Feeling a strange sensation at the base of her thighs, Taylor gritted her teeth and eventually reached out to hug Henry's neck, pressing her upper body tightly against his broad back. Her breasts also had their first intimate contact with Henry's body, a choice she reluctantly made to avoid her buttocks being completely under his control.

Even so, Taylor could still feel a heat passing from Henry's back through their thin clothes to her most sensitive n*****s. It was a strange sensation, making her feel uneasy yet experiencing a stimulating feeling she had never felt before. She couldn't help but want to experience more. As Henry's body moved, Taylor's breasts were occasionally pressed against his back, as if being gently kneaded by invisible hands, teasing her sensitive nerves.

In her sixteen years of life, Taylor had never experienced such a wonderful and novel sensation. Her youthful body, untouched by anyone, now bore the marks of a man's touch, inadvertently opening the doors to her tightly guarded heart, becoming the first guest in this mysterious palace.

Henry, however, was not thinking as much as Taylor. He only felt the girl behind him getting heavier, her breathing becoming more rapid, and her body twisting constantly. He thought she might need to use the restroom, so he quickened his pace and soon brought Taylor to her doorstep.

Taylor's home was near the government district, with rows of three-story buildings surrounded by lush trees, creating an elegant environment. Henry admired the surroundings, knowing that Taylor's grandfather was a retired federal leader, granting them access to many resources. He wondered if Lucas, who was interested in pursuing Taylor, had his father's approval behind him.

As Henry got Taylor off his back, she felt a hint of reluctance. Looking at Henry, she hesitated and said, "Thank you, Henry. Why don't you come in and sit for a while before you leave?"

Henry wiped the sweat off his head and smiled, "No need, it's getting late. Let's plan for another day." With that, he turned and walked away into the distance, not wanting to have a deeper interaction with Taylor that would make it difficult to explain to Lucas. After all, Lucas was his good friend.

Watching Henry leave, Taylor's face revealed a hint of resentment. She had never invited a male classmate home before, but this Henry had readily refused. Did he really have no interest in her at all?

Lost in thought, Taylor walked to the entrance of a nearby building, took out her keys, changed her shoes, and entered the living room. A mature and elegant middle-aged woman came down from upstairs, smiling softly, "Sweetie, you're back."

This middle-aged woman was in her early forties, wearing a purple silk nightgown that accentuated her voluptuous and curvy figure. Her body was full and sexy, with a glimpse of fair and smooth legs under the nightgown. Her ample bosom swayed slightly, revealing no bra underneath, hinting at the alluring sight of her cherry-like n*****s.

Taylor looked up, revealing a sweet smile, and said in a tender voice, "Mom, I'm back," walking over to snuggle affectionately in her arms.

This beautiful woman was Taylor's mother, Colleen, who bore a striking resemblance to Taylor. Colleen raised her hand to touch Taylor's head, smiling as she said, "Who was that boy who brought you back? Why didn't you invite him in for a while? It's not very polite."

"I told you, he didn't want to come in," Taylor replied, feeling a bit annoyed.

Colleen's beautiful face showed a hint of surprise. Her daughter had always been pampered and proud, never showing much interest in any male classmate. She couldn't believe that a boy had rejected her daughter. Curious about the boy's background, she wondered why he didn't catch her daughter's eye.

In the following days, Henry would often visit Carrie, only to run into Diane in Carrie's office. He had to make excuses and leave discreetly, wondering if Diane was doing it on purpose. Was she trying to subtly warn him not to see Carrie anymore?

Diane didn't have such intentions. She had always been marginalized at school, with few friends. Finally getting closer to Carrie, she couldn't help but want to share her inner world with her and share any good things with her as soon as possible. She saw Carrie as an older sister figure.

Carrie understood Diane's intentions and couldn't refuse her kindness. She couldn't let Diane stop coming to her office, as it would only make Diane more suspicious of her relationship with Henry.

One afternoon, unable to resist his desires, Henry sneaked near Carrie's office and saw the curtains drawn. He was glad that Diane wasn't there and was about to knock on the door when he noticed it was slightly ajar. He gently pushed it open and walked in, only to find Carrie changing clothes with her back to him. Her T-shirt was off, and she was unhooking her bra, revealing her fair and smooth back and plump, white arms.

Unaware of his presence, Carrie took off her bra, revealing her full, white breasts that swayed as she examined them in the mirror, occasionally pinching them. She sighed softly, realizing she wasn't in her twenties anymore, and her once firm breasts were starting to sag.

Henry's heart raced as he watched, his manhood hardening. He walked over, reached out from behind, and grabbed her ample breasts, squeezing them vigorously. His erect member rubbed against Carrie's plump buttocks through his pants, as they hadn't had a chance to be intimate in days, and he was feeling pent up.

Startled by the sudden touch from behind, Carrie was about to struggle when she turned and saw Henry, letting out a sigh of relief. She couldn't help but playfully pat his head and scold, "Why are you sneaking around like a ghost? You almost scared me to death. I was about to scream for help."

Henry knew he had been a bit reckless, but he continued with a mischievous smile. His hands kept moving, one fondling Carrie's breasts while the other reached towards her abdomen.

Carrie stopped his hand and said, "Not today, I'm on my period." Henry didn't believe her and reached out to confirm, feeling the padding indicating she was indeed menstruating. He was frustrated as he finally found a chance to be intimate with Carrie but didn't want to give up. He continued to linger, nibbling on Carrie's breasts.

Suddenly, crisp footsteps were heard outside. Carrie's face changed, whispering, "Oh no, Diane is here. Quick, hide."