My Teaching Assistant (Transformation Series Adult Novels)

My teaching assistant

Sitting on the lounge chairs in the garden of the tavern, gazing at the starry sky and the gentle sea breeze, everyone was in a good mood. While singing to cheer themselves up, everyone drank a lot of wine. The girls seemed to have let go of their previous reserve and toasted the boys with big gulps. I also saw many classmates going over to toast the teaching assistant, and she seemed to be in a good mood and returned the toasts one by one. Later, everyone urged her to drink a large glass of wine and then go on stage to sing, and drink another glass after each song.

It was already past twelve o'clock. I saw that she had drunk quite a bit and her face was red, but the red complexion made her look even more charming. She was also in good spirits and kept talking to others. Seeing her like that, I guessed that the alcohol had taken effect, but I saw that everyone else looked as pale as Guan Gong. I had swallowed a few stomach tablets and eaten something beforehand, so I was doing fine. When everyone started to make a fuss, I thought she would refuse it because the draft beer cup was really big and I might not be able to finish it in one breath. Unexpectedly, she said "Okay!" ', and everyone applauded enthusiastically.

She raised the cup with both hands and put it to her lips. We began to count the beats for her and cheer her on. I saw her gulping it down, but some of it flowed from the corners of her mouth into her collar and body. When she finished drinking it in one breath, there was thunderous applause. Everyone surrounded her and went on stage and started singing "Kiss Goodbye". Everyone in our class clapped along with her and the atmosphere reached its climax that night. When she finished singing, someone brought her a glass of beer. She drank it heartily with her head tilted back. We also gave her warm applause and counted the beats for her. Unexpectedly, she vomited halfway through drinking. Several female classmates hurriedly helped her into the dressing room, and I suddenly saw tears in the corners of her eyes.

By the time the female classmates helped her out of the dressing room, she was so drunk that she could hardly walk. Her classmates asked me if I could take her home. I was confident I could handle it, so I let them help her into my car.

After getting in the car, she opened her eyes and said to me softly, "Take me to the beach, I want to feel the breeze." Then she closed her eyes. I looked at her. The makeup on her face should have been washed off in the dressing room. Her plain face had a kind of otherworldly beauty, but I noticed that there were traces of tears in the corners of her eyes. I suddenly felt that she didn't want to cry because she was happy, but she was worried about something and wanted to get drunk because she was sad. When we arrived in Shalun, I helped her out of the car first, then held her waist with one hand and let her put one hand on my shoulder as we walked towards the beach. We found a flat sandy ground to sit down. Her body was very soft and she leaned against me. Suddenly she began to cry.

I was really panicking. I was most afraid of girls crying, so I took out a tissue and gave it to her, then gently patted her back:

"It's okay! It's okay! Don't be afraid, I'm here. If you have anything to say, just tell me and you'll feel better."

"My boyfriend and I broke up last night."

"Ah!..." I was so surprised that I couldn't speak. The two of them have been together since their freshman year, haven't they always been very much in love? Although her boyfriend is currently serving as a reserve officer in Dongyin, they seem to be very sweet. Didn’t they just come back from Dongyin last month? We saw them going to dinner hand in hand. How could they break up so quickly? "I received a letter from him last night. He said that after careful consideration, he would not go abroad, so he did not want to affect my future. It would be better for both of us to break up in the future."

"How could this be? Isn't the senior's grades very good?" Not only is it very good, as far as I know, the senior graduated first in the class. They are truly a perfect match, and I don't know how many people are envious of them.

"He is the only son in the family. His parents are old and originally hoped that he would stay in China after graduation. But for me, he promised his family that he would return to China immediately after studying for a master's degree abroad for two years. But last month, his father was hospitalized for heart disease, and he asked for leave to return to Taiwan to take care of him in Tainan Hospital. His father's condition has stabilized, but he is still very weak and cannot be stimulated. Later, when he was discharged from the hospital and returned home, his family hired a neighbor girl who had known him since childhood to take care of him. She gets along well with his family and can talk to him. Although his family didn't say anything, it can be seen from their eyes that his parents are old and not in good health. Now their biggest wish is to find him a house and a daughter-in-law as soon as possible. Fortunately, he will be satisfied to hug his grandson at home. At the same time, they don't want him to leave home again after he retires from the army. They often say intentionally or unintentionally that it would be great if that girl was their daughter-in-law."

"He wrote to me that he had been thinking about it for a long time and had agreed to the marriage with his family. He said he knew I was a good girl and he still loved me, but in order not to affect my future, he had to apologize to me. He hoped that if we were destined to be together again in the next life, it would be more appropriate for us to just be ordinary friends in the future."

"He said that he thought a lot during his time in the army, and the experience in the army made him grow a lot. He felt that he had become more mature and more responsible for his own decisions. Before serving in the army, he always believed that as long as he relied on his own efforts, no matter how big the difficulties were, he would always be able to overcome them. But now he feels that there are too many ups and downs in a person's life that are beyond his control. Only then did he deeply realize that being ordinary is actually the greatest happiness. So he decided to give up going abroad with me and choose to be content with being ordinary."

Leaning on my chest, she told me her story in bits and pieces. I think after she had spoken out her worries, she felt calmer and stopped crying. Leaning against me she slowly closed her eyes.

I hugged her, gently stroked her back, let the sea breeze blow her hair towards my face, and as her breathing rose and fell, my thoughts began to wander. I felt so happy at that moment. It was such a beautiful thing to be trusted wholeheartedly by such a smart and beautiful girl. Hugging her tightly, I wish she would forget all her worries and let me love her, pamper her, cherish her and protect her. I wish this time would stop forever.

"Gurgle!" Happy times are always short. I heard a nauseous sound coming from her stomach, and before I could react, "Ugh..." She vomited loudly. The worst thing was that she vomited on my chest, and her clothes were stained with a large area.

A strong smell of nausea, mixed with stomach acid, undigested food, and alcohol came to my nose. I had to take deep breaths to avoid nausea and vomiting. I quickly carried her to a large rock and let her lean against it. I took off my vomit-stained shirt and used it as a towel to wipe the vomit off her body. Then I went to the beach to wash the clothes. I did this several times before I finally wiped the dirt off her clothes. But a lot of juice had already flowed into her body through the collar. After thinking about it, I started to unbutton her clothes.

She was wearing the most ordinary skin-colored bra. Her breasts were not very big, but they were still well-proportioned. It was strange that I didn't have any evil thoughts at that time. I just wanted to help her wipe her body clean. After I used a towel to roughly clean her shoulders, armpits, cleavage, abdomen, etc., I knew that some juice had slipped into her bra, but I didn't dare to touch it and hurriedly buttoned her bra. At this moment, she suddenly opened her eyes and said, "Thank you!" I was stunned for a moment, and my heart suddenly started beating.

I guessed she was really drunk and tired, so I picked her up and walked back to the car on the sea sand. She was a little heavy, but I felt sweet in my heart, as if I was hugging my wife, and didn't feel heavy at all. After closing the car door, I put on my fallen shirt. When the car started, the cool breeze of the summer night blew in through the window. I actually felt a little cold. I quickly closed the window and looked back at her beside me. She was sleeping soundly with her head tilted to the side. I noticed that her chest was still stained with a large stain even though I had wiped it off. I thought that when she got home, she would have to take a good bath before going to bed, but I wondered if she had the strength to do so.

oops! Thinking of this, I remembered that I only vaguely remembered that she seemed to live on Dunhua South Road in Taipei, but I didn't know the exact address. I shook her: "Teaching assistant, teaching assistant, please wake up." There was no response. I tried again: "Teaching assistant, teaching assistant, please wake up." But it was no use.

never mind. I thought to myself, even if I woke her up now, I wouldn't be able to get anything out of her given her current condition. Besides, even if I did find out, it would be 2:30 in the morning if I sent her home. Her family would think I raped her if they saw her in the state she was in. After thinking about it, I decided to go back to the house I rented near the school first!

He drove to the bottom of the apartment building, parked the car, opened the door and helped her out. After thinking for a while, he picked her up by the waist. She didn't feel heavy at first, but when she climbed to the second floor, she was out of breath. She took a deep breath. Fortunately, she only went to the third floor. I put her on my bed. She was still soft and weak. After a short rest, I took my T-shirt and shorts and helped her to the bathroom to wash. After putting the hot water in, I wiped her face with a towel and her eyes slowly opened.

"I've put some hot water in, you can take a bath first and then go to bed."

"Um"

I closed the door quietly, took off my shirt and threw it into the sink, went back to my desk, put on a Canon record, lit a cigarette, and began to think about what had happened tonight. Taking advantage of the break in the music, I walked to the bathroom door. It was so quiet that I guessed she had fallen asleep again.

Hey, hey, hey, I knocked on the door gently.

There was no response.

I gently pushed the door open and saw that she was still sitting on the floor sleeping.

"Teaching assistant, teaching assistant." I shook her. She opened her eyes sleepily, looked up at me, and then lowered her head again.

"Teacher's assistant, take a shower before going to bed."

"I know." She looked up.

I let go of her and prepared to leave, but her hand pulled me and I looked back at her.

"I have no strength, please help me."

I was stunned for a moment and looked at her sitting on the floor. She was almost slumped there, her hair was messy and draped over her chest, her clothes were wrinkled and dirty, and her originally bright skirt was soaked by the water on the bathroom floor. She looked very, very disheveled. She was always so lively, clean and beautiful at school. I never thought that I would see her in such a miserable state.

I closed the door, helped her sit on a small stool, brushed her hair behind her neck, and began to unbutton her shirt. She leaned softly against me and let me take off her shirt and unbutton her bra. I saw her cherry-like nipples delicately dotted on her breasts. Looking at her breasts, strangely enough, I didn't have any obscene thoughts. I just treated her as a patient, a patient who completely trusted and relied on me and needed my help.

After taking off her skirt and panties, I gently wiped her body with a towel, then applied soap to her with shower gel. After rinsing the soap off with water, I was afraid that she would catch a cold, but I was not sure how much force to apply to her through the towel. So I carefully and gently dried her whole body and prepared to help her put on her clothes. Her body completely collapsed on me, and I actually felt a kind of happiness of being trusted. It’s a very wonderful feeling. At this moment when I have not yet gained her heart, I can actually possess her body so truly. I helped her put on the T-shirt and shorts I brought, helped her to the bed, gently kissed her forehead, and said good night to her.

After turning off the lights and closing the door gently, I took my clothes to the bathroom, turned on the faucet and let the cold water rush over my head, clearing my mind and sorting out my chaotic thoughts. After a quick rinse, I was still worried about my teaching assistant, so I returned to the room in shorts. She curled up on the pillow, sleeping sweetly and softly. The moonlight from outside shone in through the window, reflecting on her peaceful face. I actually had an urge to kiss her. He leaned forward and gently kissed her nose and eyes. She suddenly moved and murmured something. I was shocked. Fortunately, she turned over and fell into a deep sleep again.

He went back to the bathroom and soaked her underwear, shirt and skirt in detergent. After smoking a cigarette on the balcony, he rubbed her clothes with his hands. Since I was a child, I have never seen other women's underwear except my mother's clothes at home, of course not counting those on TV or in street department stores. Holding her bra in my hands, I felt a strange passion. I began to recall the time when I helped her unhooke her bra and the thick black hair I saw when I took off her panties with my hands. It all flashed before my eyes vividly. I suppressed the rising desire in my heart, quickly rinsed it with water, and hung it on the balcony behind the house. I thought it would be dry by the time she got up tomorrow.

I took a coat from the hanger, curled up on the sofa in the corner of the room, covered myself with the coat, and decided to spend the night here. I closed my eyes and felt very tired, but I couldn't fall asleep. She suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, lying in the bathroom just now. She was lying naked on me. My fingers gently slid over her soft skin. Her pink nipples and soft breasts were so tempting. I felt an involuntary swelling in my lower body. I bit my lips hard, feeling disgusted by my dirty thoughts. I tossed and turned, unable to control myself, because as soon as I closed my eyes I thought of her body. I got up and lit a cigarette, feeling a splitting headache.

"Sleeping on the sofa is very uncomfortable, right?" She suddenly said this in the quiet moonlit night.

"Oh, no, no, I... I... I had a headache and couldn't sleep well." I answered incoherently, as if I was afraid of being seen through. "Are you awake?" I asked her.

"I've been awake for a while."

"Did I disturb you?" I asked her.

"Oh, no. The moonlight is so beautiful that I can't bear to sleep," she replied. "Come lie down next to me, you will catch a cold if you sleep on the sofa."

I climbed onto the bed gently and lay down on my side on her left side. She turned over and faced me. Her face was so fresh and beautiful in the moonlight, and her long hair reflected a faint luster, like a fairy in the sky. I couldn't help but feel guilty about the dirty fantasy I had just had. She stretched out her finger to tease my lips and asked me softly, "What were you thinking about just now? Were you thinking about me?" I was so embarrassed. I think my face must have been as red as an apple, but I denied it with my mouth, "I'm not thinking about it." "Look, your face is so red and you still say no." She said with a smile. I gently stroked the hair on her forehead, and she tilted her head back and closed her eyes.

Pulling her T-shirt off her head, her breasts appeared in front of me again. However, unlike the pale and soft appearance as last time, her breasts were flushed and stood upright bravely. Her originally pink nipples also emitted a wild blush under the passion of the congested blood. After taking off her pants, she naturally opened her legs to welcome me. I hurriedly took off all my clothes and let my lower body, which had already swollen to the point of slight pain, stick out freely. Lying on top of her, I gently caressed her whole body, making her lower body gradually wet and hot, then I kissed her lips, let my hands tease her breasts one by one, and slowly entered her body. Her private parts were a little tight, and it seemed that her love juice was not enough and a little dry. Her moans were also mixed with sorrow. I saw that her beautiful face seemed to be distorted, so I slowly withdrew from her body, leaned close to her ear, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

She replied, "It's OK, it's okay."

"I'll be gentle. Tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

"Yeah," she replied.

I felt a trembling excitement in my lower body, and the twitching of muscles rushed up the spine to my forehead. I pumped my penis harder, allowing the muscles in my lower body to expand and contract as much as possible. She moaned and screamed, and our two of us gasped for breath. Semen poured out, shot out, and shot out again. She moaned wildly for a few times, and then slowly calmed down.

I lay down beside her, but she turned over and faced away from me. After a while, I heard soft sobbing. I turned her over so that she faced me. She lowered her head and tears streamed down her face.

"First time?" I asked.

"Um".

"Does it still hurt?"

"No, it's much better now."

"It's my first time too, but don't worry, I'll be responsible."

She raised her head quickly and covered my mouth with her hand, "Don't say that, I did it willingly."

I hugged her tightly, kissed her lips, and whispered to her, "No, it's my fault. I shouldn't have taken advantage of you when you were at your weakest."

"I have to thank you for taking care of me tonight. When I vomited on you, you undressed me but didn't take the opportunity to molest me. I thought you were a gentleman. And when you were bathing me just now, I was leaning on you naked, but you were still concentrating on washing me carefully. Although I was weak all over, I was very clear-headed. I was so moved at that time and felt that you were someone I could rely on, so I decided to give my body to you." She stroked my lips with her fingers while telling me what was on her mind.

"I just treated you as someone who needed my help. I only wanted you to sleep comfortably. I didn't think too much about it."

"Stop talking, I'm tired, let's go to bed." She said softly. I held her in my arms, and she slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep. I felt so happy at that moment. I really wished time would stop forever, and I fell asleep in a daze.

The next day, I was awakened by bursts of dazzling sunlight. I looked at the watch and it was already past ten o'clock. There was no one around me. She had already left. I rubbed my eyes hard, suspecting that last night was just a dream. I got out of bed and saw her note:

 I'm leaving now, thank you for everything you have done for me. Xiaoru 09:25

"Xiao Ru, Xiao Ru," I whispered the teaching assistant's name.

I walked to the balcony behind the house and found that only a bra was missing. The rest of the clothes were still there and were not dry yet. The clothes are still here with me, I guess she will come back again.

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