They All Want to Seduce Me

Chapter 18 The Feeling of Enjoyment

"Uncle, no need to rush, take your time," Diane said softly, twisting her body slightly and intentionally extending a long and shapely leg towards him.

The old shoemaker could easily see Diane's sexy leg without even lifting his head. Subconsciously, his gaze traveled up from her foot, along her calf, to her thigh. Suddenly, his eyes froze, his lips slightly dry. From his angle, with one leg propped up on the stool, there was a significant gap between her legs, revealing a dark area at the base of her thigh. He could even see the outline of her plump lips through the sheer stockings.

Could this beautiful woman not be wearing underwear? Oh, how times have changed. Women in the past wouldn't dare to dress like this. Unfortunately, he was born too early.

Instinctively, the shoemaker leaned forward to get a clearer view. However, the fading light made it difficult to see clearly. Unless he stuck his head between Diane's thighs, he wouldn't be able to confirm if she was wearing underwear. After a while, his vision blurred, so he reluctantly averted his gaze and continued repairing the shoes.

Of course, Diane was wearing underwear, a thin black lace thong. It was so small and thin that at first glance, it seemed like she wasn't wearing any. She wanted this kind of hazy effect, but she wasn't usually this bold at school, nor did she usually invite male teachers to look. Today was an exception, knowing she wouldn't encounter this shoemaker again, she indulged herself for once.

Henry, unaware of Diane's thoughts, stood beside her, smelling her enticing fragrance. Countless thoughts raced through his mind. He knew that once he finished repairing the shoes, he wouldn't have an excuse to stay near Diane. He had to make the most of this precious time to leave an impression on her. However, faced with his crush, he didn't know what to say. Apart from knowing she had been married for three years and had no children, Henry knew almost nothing about Diane. He didn't even know her hobbies. As time ticked by, Henry was still pondering how to start a conversation with Diane.

Finally, Diane broke the silence, feeling the awkwardness of sitting in silence. She looked up at Henry and asked, "Do you usually ride a bike to school?"

"Oh, no, I usually walk to school. My house is very close," Henry quickly replied, feeling a sense of joy that Diane initiated a conversation with him. It seemed his efforts today weren't in vain.

Diane asked a few more casual questions and then suddenly inquired, "I see you get along well with Mr. Smith. What do you think of him?"

Henry was taken aback, unsure why Diane suddenly asked this question. After some hesitation, he replied somewhat vaguely, "Mr. Smith is a good person. He teaches well in class, explains the concepts comprehensively, especially in composition. In the last school composition competition, several students from our class won awards."

"Oh, really?" Diane looked at Henry with interest. "Mr. Smith mentioned that you are good at English. What position did you get?"

"I got second place," Henry proudly stated. It was one of his few shining moments, and he wanted Diane to know.

"Really? That's quite impressive," Diane began to look at Henry with newfound respect. In the last composition competition, several students from Diane's class also participated, but the best result was only ninth place. She remembered the first place went to a boy named Deng Hai, but she had no recollection of the second-place winner.

Although Henry's achievement of second place was commendable, Diane didn't know much about him. She thought Carrie's favoritism towards Henry was understandable, given his dedication to learning. Diane hoped to help him, regardless of whether he was her student or not. Additionally, she wanted to subtly divert Henry's attention from Carrie, as she had observed Henry frequently visiting her. She didn't want any scandals involving Carrie and hoped to deter Henry's inappropriate intentions.

Unfortunately, Diane was unaware that Carrie and Henry had already been intimate, and Henry's next target was herself. Her actions inadvertently made it easier for Henry to approach her, unknowingly inviting trouble.

Soon, the shoes were repaired. Diane handed two dollars to the shoemaker, who cheerfully said, "These shoes have just been glued, so they're not very secure yet. It's best to wait a few hours before wearing them. If you have any more issues with your shoes in the future, remember to come find me. I'll give you a discount of fifty cents."

Henry glanced at the shoemaker, thinking about the liberties he had taken by staring at Diane's legs. He couldn't believe the shoemaker was already thinking about the next time.

Upon hearing the shoemaker's advice, Diane hesitated. Although her home wasn't far from there, she was concerned about the heel falling off again on the way. She couldn't wait for hours at the shoemaker's shop.

Quickly, Henry suggested, "Mr. Johnson, why don't you ride in my car back home? It would be troublesome if the heel falls off again."

The first step is always the hardest, and with the first step taken, the second naturally follows. This time, without much thought, Diane sat behind Henry and openly wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her soft body against his back. If Henry hadn't been wearing his school uniform, others might have mistaken them for a married couple heading home from work.

Diane lived in Nanguan, not far away but with a bumpy road that wasn't easy to traverse. It made Diane's bottom sore, but Henry thoroughly enjoyed the sensation of her ample bosom pressing against him. He wished the road ahead would be just as rough.

As Henry struggled up a slope, they arrived at the alley where Diane lived. It housed four families, with no streetlights, making the dark alley somewhat eerie.

"Why are there no lights?" Henry frowned, worried about potential dangers lurking in the darkness.

"There used to be a light, but it was broken by some kid from one of the houses, and no one has fixed it since," Diane explained, feeling helpless. Every time she returned home and saw the dark alley entrance, she felt a bit scared, unsure of what might be waiting inside.

"Mr. Johnson, let me walk you in," Henry couldn't see the path clearly inside, so he left Diane in the car and pushed it into the alley towards the entrance of Diane's home.

Diane got out of the car and, under the moonlight, saw Henry sweating profusely. After a moment of hesitation, she said, "You're sweating so much. Why don't you come in and rest for a while before leaving?"

After her husband went on a business trip, Diane never allowed any strange man into her home, to prevent any ill intentions and avoid gossip from neighbors. However, after today's interaction, she found Henry to be a decent student who willingly helped her and even drove her home. Not showing a bit of gratitude seemed too cold, especially since Henry was just a student. She wasn't afraid of gossip.

Henry was overjoyed at the invitation and didn't expect the unexpected outcome in the end.