Chapter 10

With a stern face, Lindsay scolded Evan, “What’s wrong with you? I asked you to come and get your homework. Why did you come only at this time?” She pointed to a pile of homework on the desk, “Take it away quickly. Remember to come earlier next time.” Evan looked taken aback by Lindsay’s scolding, and he subconsciously picked up his homework book and left the office.

As Evan departed, Lindsay’s anxiety dissipated, and she turned to Jennifer with a distressed expression. “Hey, students nowadays are really disrespectful. I don’t know if it’s from what they saw on TV, but their attitude towards teachers is getting more and more casual. Look, they didn’t even knock on the door just now, and they didn’t call me teacher. What’s the point of calling me sister? I’m old enough to be his mother. This is a mess.”

Jennifer’s doubts began to fade as she saw Lindsay’s genuine concern for her students. She smiled and said, “Mrs. Lindsay, students nowadays are different from the past. They value equality and advocate freedom. To be honest, our previous management method is a bit outdated. But I envy the relationship between you and your students. Is he the Korean class representative of your class?” Lindsay nodded, “Oh, you mean Evan? Yes, although he was rash just now, he is usually quite steady in doing things. He has a high prestige in the class, and I feel at ease to let him handle many things. And his Korean grades are also excellent.”

Jennifer’s eyes sparkled with interest as she asked, “I see. He’s a very capable student.” Lindsay smiled, “Yes, Evan is an exceptional student. He’s always been diligent and responsible.” As they chatted, Jennifer couldn’t help but think of the collision she had with Evan at noon. She felt a flush rise to her cheeks as she remembered the way Evan’s eyes had lingered on her breasts, making her feel a sense of excitement and shame.

Jennifer’s mind wandered back to her marriage, where she felt suffocated by her husband’s lack of romance and gentleness. She had always tried to suppress her desires, fearing that her husband would think her promiscuous.

But when she wore sexy clothes and walked on the street, she felt an unprecedented stimulation. The way men’s eyes lingered on her breasts made her feel a sense of excitement, even more satisfying than having sex with her husband.

Jennifer’s thoughts were a jumble of emotions as she tried to make sense of her desires. She knew that she was drawn to the attention of men, but she was also wary of their intentions. She resented the harassment she suffered, but she couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction when she was admired.

As the conversation continued, Lindsay noticed the look of longing in Jennifer’s eyes. She sensed that there was more to Jennifer’s story, but she didn’t press the issue.

Instead, she changed the subject, trying to steer the conversation towards more neutral topics. But Jennifer’s mind was elsewhere, lost in a world of desire and frustration. She knew that she needed to confront her feelings, but she was afraid of the consequences.

It was a typical day at the campus, with Jennifer walking around in a revealing dress that sent waves of desire through the minds of countless teachers and students alike.

The fiery gazes that followed her everywhere she went made her feel as if she was naked and being played with, her senses heightened to an almost unbearable level.

As she returned to her office, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of anticipation, her delicate vagina engorged with excitement, waiting for the insertion of a man’s thick penis.

However, Jennifer’s desires were constantly suppressed, and she would often find herself running to the toilet to release the pent-up tension with her fingers.

Despite her provocative attire, Jennifer harbored a deep-seated aversion to physical contact with the opposite sex. In the office, male teachers would often try to test her reaction by pretending to accidentally touch her bare arms, but every time this happened, Jennifer would get goose bumps all over her body, and she would use a stern look and tone to make the other party back off.

The conflicting signals she sent out confused many male teachers, who saw her revealing clothes as a silent temptation and invitation, but were consistently rebuffed by Jennifer’s cold demeanor.

Over time, rumors about Jennifer began to spread throughout the school. Some said that she wore such seductive outfits every day to attract the attention of the school leaders, while others claimed that she had slept with the principal to secure her job.

Even some of her female colleagues turned hostile, viewing her dress as too coquettish and ostentatious, which they believed damaged the image of female teachers.