The 5 Days I Lived with My Homeroom Teacher (Celebrity Adult Novel)

In 2006, I (Liu Ting) went to college in Jiangsu, and my homeroom teacher was a 37-year-old middle-aged woman. His surname is Jiang, he has almond-shaped eyes and a high nose bridge. She possessed all the advantages of a middle-aged intellectual woman: well-spoken, capable of handling affairs, considerate, etc. Time seemed reluctant to leave any traces on her face, for fear of tarnishing this face that was so perfect that it was almost a work of art. Later I heard that she was one of the most beautiful women graduating from that year's teachers' college. Her outstanding appearance and elegant conversation made her image more rounded, which was undoubtedly a fatal temptation to us boys who had just entered adolescence. In addition, her husband worked in car sales abroad and was away from home all year round. Therefore, a group of us college students with hormones nowhere to vent often have sexual fantasies about her. She has sacrificed countless descendants for her, and has also given rise to many discussions such as: The teacher's husband is not at home all year round, how do you think she solves this problem? But the final result is always that the male students all express that they are willing to sacrifice their virginity to repay the teacher's kindness in educating them.

I was a student from another place and I was an introvert. My homeroom teacher was also our class counselor, and we always called her "class teacher" at that time. When people discussed about her, I always smiled and passed by in the crowd. In my mind, she was like a goddess who could not be easily desecrated. However, men could not avoid worldliness, and some dirty jokes were inevitable. These dirty jokes undoubtedly fully proved how outstanding Director Jiang was. Because the teacher really cared about me, a student from another place. In the first semester, I was not allowed to bring a computer. Since my home was in a remote area, I only went home once a semester. Except for the Spring Festival, I worked outside during the holidays to earn tuition fees to reduce the burden on my family. At that time, I brought the second-hand computer that my family had just bought with me (because of professional needs, I had to bring a computer), but the school did not allow me to install it, and all the money I was given would be deducted. At that time, Mr. Jiang, the class teacher, announced at the podium without saying a word: All students who bring computers must take them back to my home. If they are lost, the responsibility will be mine. As a student in a new environment at that time, I was undoubtedly deeply attracted to her.

I had a relationship with Teacher Jiang when I was a sophomore in college and participated in the National Marketing Competition. At that time, our group consisted of 3 people (2 men and 1 woman). After qualifying for the preliminary round, we entered the finals. It is extremely difficult to come up with a whole series of marketing plans in less than half a month. Because we were unable to discuss the issue in time at school and it would disturb our classmates' rest in the middle of the night, the three of us followed Teacher Jiang's arrangement and moved to her home in order to better discuss and plan the solution. Before moving, the eldest dormitory leader, who was still full of feudal ideas, said: "Fourth brother, you are the most promising one in our dormitory. Bring honor to everyone and win a grand prize in the national competition." If you don't win the prize, then at least you can get something at Teacher Jiang's house, right? Then she gave a look that every man could understand. The second one said: Fourth one, don't fucking listen to what the eldest one says. Play the game seriously and don't think about all that nonsense. If there is, then let me help you deal with it. Brothers, how can I not stand up for you when you are in trouble? Yes or no? Hahahaha. The second brother is such a person. He looks serious at the beginning, but becomes non-serious later on. After I finished speaking, the people in the dormitory started to make a fuss, all of which were about something happening between me and Teacher Jiang. Although I said that the competition was more important, in my heart I felt that if I really had a relationship with Teacher Jiang, it wouldn't matter whether there was a competition or not.

The next day we moved to Teacher Jiang's house. Teacher Jiang had already cleared out the room and other places. The house was a three-bedroom, one-living room suite. The two of us men slept next to her, sharing one bed. The other woman slept in another room.

Teacher Jiang: Liu Ting, how is your plan going now? Any ideas?

Me: No, the competition now requires us to re-position a customer base, so all our previous efforts have been in vain.

Man A: Yeah, why make things so complicated? Can’t we just re-examine it? Still need to cancel.

Woman: There’s no point in saying this. Let’s discuss what to do next.

Teacher Jiang: Yes, you are right, the rules are fair to everyone. We start over, and others start over too, right? Don't be dragged down by negative emotions.

Me: Let’s brainstorm first.

·······························dividing line···················· ···········A little after 1 a.m., we finally had a preliminarily discussion on the target groups and relative sales channels. Teacher Jiang was only responsible for guidance and could not participate. After a simple rinse, everyone agreed to rest and go to sleep.

I couldn't sleep because I felt very uncertain. I always felt that the connection between the target group we just discussed and the subsequent channels was a bit forced. I am a child from the countryside and I have not had many opportunities to prove myself in my life. This is a rare opportunity. I have been silently cheering myself up in my heart. Every time I go home and see my dilapidated home and my parents who are haggard due to hard work, I always silently swear in my heart that I must have a bright future and repay my parents. Let yourself and your loved ones live a good life. People cannot be poor for generations.

At this time, the lights came on, and I looked and saw that it was Teacher Jiang. She was wearing a pink silk pajamas, with messy hair draped behind her head like satin, floating around her waist. She had round shoulders and a white neck, and as she moved, one could vaguely see her chest expanding. An elegant curve below the slender waist outlines the woman's beautiful buttocks, which are round and plump. This is the taste that only mature women have. All the parts are connected together, an inch less would be too little, and an inch more would be too much; elegant movements, mature body. Oh my God, although I have watched countless movies in the dormitory over the past 20 years, I have never seen such a beautiful scene in real life! My heart was beating wildly and my hands were a little overwhelmed and I was pulling them around randomly. She walked over, looking a little tired. Her messy long hair and lazy expression made her even more fascinating. The breasts moved with her breathing, appearing and disappearing. At that moment, I almost couldn't control myself and pounced on him. How many dark nights, this scene has appeared in my mind many times, the passionate young man, was so angry that he risked his life for the beauty he loved. I feel that at this moment, I can do anything for Teacher Jiang, even die.

"You haven't slept yet, Liu Ting. You need to rest early so that you have enough energy to sprint."

"I... I'm going to sleep. I'm just going to take a look at today's discussion to see if there are any mistakes. You should take a rest first, old teacher." I was immediately panicked by my rude behavior.

"Oh, there are a lot of troubles when you reach middle age. I have not been sleeping well recently," said Teacher Jiang a little disappointed.

"Yeah, I can't tell that you are in a bad state, teacher? I think you are always energetic and work diligently."

"Of course you have to work hard, otherwise how can you live?"

"Isn't there still an uncle?"

"Oh, stop talking about it. It's better for women to be financially independent, otherwise they will lose their beauty and be ignored."

Because he has been with college students for a long time, the teacher's ideas have always been very avant-garde and he always has a lot of topics to talk about with us. As the night gets late, people start to feel melancholy and inevitably talk about emotional matters. Especially middle-aged women.

"He has been busy with work recently and rarely calls me. I don't know what he is doing."

"I don't understand what he's doing, but there will definitely not be an affair. What other woman is worthy of him giving up Teacher Jiang and choosing other women? I'm not that stupid, even him? Haha." As the topic deepened, I gradually relaxed, and so did Teacher Jiang. We both put aside our airs and talked freely.

"Which of you men doesn't always think about what's in the pot while eating what's in the bowl? Come and see what you have done." After saying that, the teacher took a bottle of water and sat next to me. Suddenly, the unique fragrance of a woman came to my nose. The teacher's exquisite figure looked even more perfect under the light. And I always remind myself not to do anything stupid.

"Oh, you did quite a lot. I'll watch it tomorrow. Watching it at night will hurt my eyes."

"Teacher, you should go to bed early. You've been busy all day and you must be tired." I was afraid that I would do something stupid, so I wanted to persuade the teacher to go back and end the situation early.

"Okay, then you should get some rest early too. I'm going to sleep now, or you'll have dark circles under your eyes tomorrow."

"Okay, good night, teacher." I stood up and stretched.

Because of this stretch, my life has become special, and because of this stretch, I have fulfilled my dream.

I stood up and stretched, and unfortunately Teacher Jiang also stood up, and my left hand touched her chest. The feeling of her nipple on the back of my hand is still unforgettable. “She doesn’t wear a bra” that was my first thought. Later I found out that few women wear underwear when they sleep. At this moment, except for the dripping sound in the toilet, everything in the world seemed to have stopped. It took me a while to react. I couldn't help but shrink my hands, and my eyes were still staring at the teacher's chest. I wanted to escape. This was my thought at the time. I sat down on the sofa, or you could say I slumped down on the sofa. I wanted to walk but my legs were completely out of control. I turned my head away, not daring to look at her.

"I don't know what happened just now, Liu Ting, go to sleep well"

"Um……"

I didn't dare to look at her face at all. I couldn't see her expression in the dim light, but from the tone of her voice, I could tell that the teacher didn't blame me. My thought at the time was “It’s over, it’s over, I’m done, I’ve done something fucked up.” I was thinking, how should I face Teacher Jiang in the future? Do I still have the courage to look her in the eyes? Can we still chat like normal? I don't know what my expression was at that time, but it was definitely like seeing the god of death, panicked and empty. Teacher Jiang sat down again and said in a voice as thin as a needle, "It's really okay. Please don't think so much. Go to bed. Don't stay here."

I thought at the time: "Damn it, it's already like this. It will be embarrassing to go down there later, so I might as well just go for it. Damn, who's afraid of who?"

I turned around and held the teacher's hand. She was suddenly at a loss as she had never expected me to be like this.

"Teacher Jiang, I know this shouldn't be the right thing to do, but I really like you. From the first time I saw you, I liked you very much. I've never had this kind of feeling before and I've never confessed to anyone. I don't know how to say it. I'm a child from the village and I never dared to hope to have love so early, but I've been working hard. The reason I'm working hard is because of you. I want to repay you. Even if I'm not your husband, your man, I still want to treat you well. I really only want to treat you well. I don't know what I'm saying, but I really, really like you. Teacher."

"Liu Ting..."

"I wake up every day for the joy of seeing you. I work hard every day because I am happy that you can witness all this. I am happy because I came to another place to study alone, but I found the motivation to move forward early on."

After saying that, I let go of her hand, stood up and wanted to go back to the room. The moment I finished saying this, I immediately called myself an idiot. What a fucking idiot. What's the point of saying all this? You are hopeless, Liu Ting, you are a fucking idiot.

"Liu Ting, can you listen to me for a few words?"

"Um, this, teacher, please tell me as soon as possible." I sat back down, but at this time Teacher Jiang was like a fireball, making me feel so hot and uncomfortable that it seemed like she was going to melt me ​​next to her. I want to leave, to escape.

"Teacher, you have been alone these few years. I know your husband has worked very hard outside, so I always tell myself to be strong. But I am also a woman, I can be fragile too, I am not as strong as you look. I am very happy that you can tell me what is in your heart, but I can't give you anything. I have a family, I hope you can understand. Being a teacher is not the direction you should work towards, you have to work hard for yourself, that's what you should do, silly child. I am 20 years older than you, why are you working hard for me?" Teacher Jiang's voice was a little trembling, I knew that this was when a woman's emotions were close to being out of control.