Chapter 2

The office building loomed ahead, its second-floor offices beckoning like a promise. Lindsay’s office was nestled among the rows of doors, and as they approached, she suddenly lost her footing and tumbled backwards. Evan reacted instinctively, reaching out to catch her. His hands closed around her breasts, and he felt a jolt of surprise.

Evan’s fingers grazed the soft, tender flesh of Lindsay’s breasts, sending a shiver down his spine. It was as if he’d been transported to a different world, one where the boundaries between teacher and student were blurred.

His thoughts flashed back to the countless hours he’d spent watching porn videos with his friends, but nothing could have prepared him for this moment. He’d never even held a girl’s hand before, and yet, here he was, his fingers wrapped around the breast of a mature woman.

As he held Lindsay, Evan felt a strange, tingling sensation. His cock, which had been dormant just moments before, sprang to life, pressing against Lindsay’s plump buttocks through the thin fabric of her pants. Lindsay, too, was caught off guard, her initial shock giving way to a strange, electric sensation. Her body seemed to come alive, as if an unseen force was coursing through her veins. She felt a sudden, unaccountable urge to surrender to Evan’s touch, to let him explore her body without restraint.

In recent years, Lindsay’s marriage had been a distant, loveless thing. She and her husband rarely shared a bed, and when they did, it was a perfunctory, obligatory act. Lindsay’s own desires had been simmering just below the surface, waiting for the right spark to ignite them. And now, in this moment, as Evan’s fingers grazed her breast, she felt the flames of passion rising, threatening to consume her. The long years of celibacy, the stifled desires, all seemed to melt away, leaving her vulnerable and open to the possibilities of this unexpected, forbidden encounter.

It was a moment of unexpected tension when Lindsay felt Evan’s hard, unyielding presence pressing against her butt. The sensation sent a shiver down her spine, and she couldn’t help but almost moan in response. She had always regarded Evan as a student, but in that instant, her perception of him shifted. The realization that Evan was now a man, a young adult with his own desires and needs, was both startling and intriguing.

However, Evan’s hesitation was palpable as he quickly released her, his voice laced with unease. “Teacher Zhang, are you okay? I was just careless...” Lindsay’s chest continued to rise and fall with each ragged breath, the white shirt she wore seeming to cling to her curves as her face flushed with a delicate pink hue. Her words, though calm on the surface, hinted at a deeper complexity, leaving Evan’s heart in a state of turmoil.

The fear of being misunderstood, of being perceived as having intentionally touched her inappropriately, was a weight he couldn’t shake.

Lindsay’s office, nestled at the end of the second floor, was a cozy sanctuary of approximately seven or eight square meters. The space was immaculately clean, with a desk, file cabinet, a plush sofa, and a bed discreetly tucked away at the back. The soft glow of the afternoon sun cast a warm ambiance, and the delicate hanging baskets on the windowsill added a touch of serenity to the room.

As Lindsay busied herself with distributing the homework books, her tone seemed to return to normal, but Evan sensed a lingering tension between them. He breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that Lindsay hadn’t scolded him severely, though he knew his actions had indeed pushed the boundaries of a student-teacher relationship.

While Evan was about to leave, Lindsay’s gaze drifted toward him, her eyes lingering on the subtle bulge at the base of his thigh. The realization that Evan might have harbored improper thoughts about her sent a flutter through her chest, leaving her feeling flustered and uncertain.

“Wait a moment,” Lindsay said, her voice barely above a whisper as she stopped Evan from departing. “Can you come back later after school tonight? I want to ask you for a favor.” Evan’s response, though polite, was tinged with a hint of surprise, but he nodded quickly, attributing her request to a typical teacher-student arrangement.

As the door closed behind Evan, Lindsay was left to ponder the true nature of her request. Had she genuinely asked him to stay to help, or was there something more at play? The thought of her student, now a young man, sent a shiver down her spine, and she couldn’t shake the feeling that she was walking a delicate line between her professional duties and a growing, inexplicable attraction.