Chapter 11

It was a typical day at the county’s middle school, with students bustling about and teachers going about their duties. However, one thing stood out - the lack of dedicated psychology teachers. Perhaps it was a common opinion that the restlessness of adolescent teenagers was not worth making a fuss about, and assigning a few more homework assignments was enough to drain these students’ energy.

Jennifer felt an overwhelming urge to talk to Evan, to guide him through the rapid development of his body, but she hesitated, fearing that her actions would be misinterpreted by the other party. After all, she was not his class teacher, nor a family member. From any perspective, she had no obligation to help him navigate the complexities of physiological knowledge.

As she pondered this, she turned to Mrs. Lindsay, “Mrs. Lindsay, is it very hard to be a class teacher? How do you usually communicate with students?” Jennifer asked helplessly, “Nowadays, students are really getting more and more difficult to manage. If you say something lightly, no one will listen, and if you say something harsh, they will rebel.” Mrs. Lindsay smiled and replied, “Actually, it’s nothing. You must strictly require them in their studies and don’t let them get lucky. You can care more about their life so that students will trust you instead of resisting you.” This was a summary of her many years of teaching experience, but as she spoke, she couldn’t help but think of Evan, and the way her body had responded to him just hours before.

The memory of their illicit affair at noon still lingered, and Lindsay’s body began to heat up once more. She felt a wave of desire wash over her, and her vagina, still sensitive from their previous encounter, began to secrete liquid once again.

The thought of Evan’s touch, his lips, his body, sent shivers down her spine. She had never felt this way about a student before, and it both thrilled and terrified her.

As she stood there, lost in thought, Lindsay’s mind replayed the events of the past 24 hours. The number of times she had sex with Evan last night and this afternoon combined exceeded the total number of times she had sex with her husband in the past year.

Her body ached with desire, and she felt like she was on the verge of explosion. If Jennifer hadn’t interrupted her, she would probably have been lost in the pleasure of Evan’s touch by now.

Lindsay’s eyes narrowed as she gazed at Jennifer, a hint of resentment in her expression. This woman had no man to nourish her, and yet she came to disturb Lindsay’s good time. But the worst one was Evan. The time at noon had been short, and they had only done it once. He must not have enjoyed it. He must have wanted to have a good time with her again in the evening, but Jennifer had ruined the plan. He must be very disappointed now.

Evan’s thoughts were indeed consumed by disappointment and fear. After having sex with Lindsay, he had been lost in the pleasure of carnal desires and had no time to think about anything else. But when he met Jennifer just now, he realized that he was doing something very ridiculous. If their illicit relationship with Lindsay was exposed, the consequences could be catastrophic.

In a small county town like this, a scandal would spread like wildfire, and everyone would know about it the next day. The school would have no choice but to handle it, and Evan feared the worst. Would they expel him? Would they expel Lindsay? The thought of his mother’s reaction when she found out was too much to bear.

Lindsay’s fate would be even worse than his own. She would definitely not be able to continue teaching, and her husband would probably kick her out of the house. Then Lindsay would become a slutty woman, condemned by everyone in the town.

The more Evan thought about it, the more scared he became. This was not the fantasy world he and Noh Min had created. The people having an affair in those movies would never be discovered. But in a small county town like this, a student who had an affair with his teacher would not be tolerated by society.

As Evan stood there, his mind racing with fear and anxiety, he felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead. He hurried back to the classroom, his heart heavy with worry. He looked back at the light in Lindsay’s office on the second floor, still on, and felt uneasy. He hoped that Jennifer would not discover their secret, and that Lindsay would find a way to cover it up.