Chapter 30: Unstable control

I hurried back to the locker room, but saw an unbelievable scene in the gap in the door

The dean had taken off his clothes and was about to change into swimming trunks. He looked up but saw a pair of white thong underwear hanging on the iron hook. I think the dean was also very surprised at that time. He reached out and took it down. It was still wet. He probably guessed it was mine, because his wife did not have such sexy and charming thongs.

The dean held the thong in his hand and looked through it carefully. The part of the hole in the middle was slightly yellow, which made him feel hot and his hands tremble. A pair of light and small thong underwear was heavy as if it were Taishan.

The dean looked around guiltily, and I hurriedly walked away. After a while, I returned to the door and peeked.

At this time, the dean had confirmed that he was the only one in the bathroom. With strong curiosity, he actually put on my thong. When the narrow strip of cloth was pasted on his buttocks, it might have been a strange feeling that it rushed straight from bottom to top. His penis was straighter, and an arrow-shaped pushing the front of the thong out of the thong.

The dean gently pulled the strip of fine cloth behind with his hand a few times. A wave of pleasure came from the end of the penis with the friction between the strip of cloth and the glans. He felt that he was about to ejaculate. He was afraid that his pants would be dirty, so he took off his thong and raised the part with the yellowish liquid printed on me to his nose. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. I guess my delicate figure must have appeared in his mind.

It seems that the dean is very intoxicated and fantasized about some of my things, which should be related to my body.

He became more and more excited, and eagerly covered his pants on his mouth and nose and sucked them desperately. One hand unconsciously held his already swollen penis and stroked it. His heart was beating, his brain was getting hot, his dantian was shrinking, and the stimulation became stronger and stronger. The dean was raped by me in his spirit. The sensitive critical point finally came. He wrapped my underwear on his big glans desperately, letting a stream of hot hot semen shoot on the white thong.

After the soul was gone, the dean quickly washed away all the semen from the thong and hung it back on the hook as it was.

Under the shower and spray, he carefully savored the spiritual impact my thong brought to himself; the scene just now, in terms of thought and consciousness, he was having an affair.

In action, under the impact of primitive desire, he made a somewhat perverted move

Strangely, at this moment, under the erosion of cold water, his whole body was still extremely excited. Perhaps because of subconsciously, he raped a woman.

When the dean came out to see me again after taking a shower, he felt like a crime that made him dare not look at me very much. Of course, I knew what was going on. When he walked away, I went in and got my underwear back.

When I met him that night, my face was red because I had seen the most hidden thing for a man, and this man and I lived in the same room every day.

Although this man once recreated his body, there is a difference between men and women after all

Of course, we didn't show this on our faces, and we usually talk and laugh as usual, but it was like we had a strange feeling in our hearts caused by secrets that others didn't know, like secretly excited like an affair

After a while, the dean's wife found out that she was pregnant and vomited a lot. The dean often went to work and didn't have time to take care of her. She said she wanted to stay at her parents' house for two weeks to recuperate, saying that she was a baby.

Let the dean spend two weeks at home to support himself. I asked the dean if his wife would not be used to it. However, the dean said: She was missing in the house and suddenly became very quiet. It took a long time since she had not enjoyed such a quiet life alone, and I am not a very noisy girl. It seems that the relationship between the couple is not very good.

As usual, I swim every day after school. The dean’s wife is not here, so the dean has no psychological pressure. Sometimes he goes into the water without waiting for me to get up and swim with me. When we are more often, we just chat and laugh easily, and sometimes we chase in the water. We naturally rubbed each other's hands and feet.

Obviously, since that bathroom incident, we seem to be getting closer in some ways, and we joked about brothers and sisters.

Although the dean created me again, he was at most a brother and sister based on his age.

I have always cooked separately by myself. Our kitchen is relatively large, so I don't think it's inconvenient.

Now we live together, we will inevitably meet and cook together.

The dean was resting that day, and suggested to me that we would rather cook together at night to save trouble. He could buy some local seafood and make seafood meals.

I was very happy to hear this, and immediately agreed

After that, the dean drove me to a famous fish market by the beach and bought crab, shrimp and sashimi.

We were like a couple in the fish farm, picking around and picking around. I was very excited because this was my first time to buy things in this place. I was infected by me. The dean was also very happy. Being alone with such a single young girl made the dean feel like he had lost a long-lost love feeling. But after all, the dean is a man with a family. His situation does not allow him to have any inappropriate thoughts about me, and I can no longer let myself do something wrong.

I know that my wife cannot know about it when I come out alone with him. Sometimes it is difficult to explain these things clearly. Women are born to be jealous.

I'm very clear about whether this is changed or not.

In the evening, the dean personally cooked, stir-fried crabs with ginger, green onions, and dried shrimps were all his specialties. When I was washing vegetables next to me, I couldn't help but turn my head and swallow my saliva and stare at the delicacy in the pot.

He looked at my greedy look, smiled and picked up a piece of crab paste with chopsticks and sent it to my mouth. I happily pouted and blew the heat, and then asked him to put the fragrant yellow paste into my mouth. I blinked with satisfaction and tasted the delicious food. Seeing my interesting look, he really wanted to kiss me on my face, but the dean didn't dare

The dinner was very rich and we had a great time. It was the first time we had eaten alone after moving in for so long. There was no one else at home. We all seemed very relaxed. The delicious seafood and local white wine made me taste the delicious dinner that I hadn't seen for a long time.

After dinner, I was responsible for washing the dishes. The dean made coffee in the living room and reserved a cup for me.

When I come back from washing the dishes, we will drink coffee while watching TV and chatting.

It was almost ten o'clock, and we saw that the time was about the same, so we said good night to each other and went back to our room to sleep.

When I returned to the room, my lower abdomen suddenly felt very painful, but my skin was itchy

So I walked to the dean's room and knocked on the door

The room answered: Is it you? Xiaowei? It's me, can you open the door?

The lights in the room were on, and they turned on the lights. The dean opened the door in his nightgown.

I leaned against the door, covered my stomach with one hand, and looked at him helplessly. He hurriedly asked me what was wrong. I said with a bitter face that my stomach hurts and my skin itched. He said he wanted him to see, so I lifted my nightgown and exposed a piece of my thigh to show him. I saw a few red marks on the white skin. The dean immediately concluded that I was allergic to food, and it might be caused by the seafood I ate at night.

The dean said that he had no treatment tools at home and wanted to go to the hospital immediately.

I looked at the clock on the wall. The hour hand was already pointing at 2 o'clock, but the dean did not hesitate and asked me to go back and put on his clothes. He took me to the emergency department.

We hurried on the road in the night. In the car, I kept covering my stomach and moaning. He pressed her hand to show comfort. I turned around and looked at him to express my gratitude.

Fortunately, the road was very empty late at night. After 15 minutes, we arrived at a hospital with nightclubs. He helped me in and sat down, then went to check in, and came back and waited for a while and it was my turn.

He accompanied me into the doctor's room. After the doctor examined me, he confirmed that it was food allergies. He said that if he wanted to get better, he would get the injection. I said that he would get the injection. I would have to go to school the next day, so I didn't want to delay my studies because of this.

The doctor gave me an injection on my butt. The dean said he would go out and avoid it, but I said no, and asked him to stay with me. Anyway, he had seen my body.

So he sat next to him again, unable to help but peek at my white butt from the corner of his eyes. When the needle was stabbed in, I frowned and grabbed his hand tightly.

After about two hours of struggle, we finally left the hospital. On the way home, I looked at him who was driving and said: I'm so sorry, I made you make a fuss for me all night. The dean smiled and comforted me and said: Don't be polite, I'll be relieved when you're fine. Otherwise, my dad would have to settle the score with me. His jokes made me feel a lot more relaxed.

When I got home, he arranged for me to take the pills prescribed by the doctor and then took me back to my own room to rest. I looked at the dean with gratitude and said: Thank you, suddenly I couldn't help but kiss him in the face: Good night, good night He also replied, turned around and walked towards his bedroom, his hand still touching the place where my lips were marked.

The next morning, the dean went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face. He happened to see me washing my face inside, wearing only a white nightgown, and could faintly smell the fragrance of a woman who had just woken up.

When I saw that he was about to quit, I nodded immediately to signal him to come in, and he walked in

The dean asked me with concern if I felt better when I felt better. I nodded and said with certainty that I was fine. My almond eyes were also staring at him with ambiguous smile. I hid and made a place for him to wash together. He was stunned for a moment, because only he and his wife had tried washing their faces together like this.

However, the dean was happy to be in the same room with me at this time, feeling the warm and fragrant smell of the woman in the morning.

We brushed our teeth, washed our faces, and combed them in the mirror. In the mirror was my pink face. Without makeup, I looked even more elegant and refined. We looked at the mirror for a while, and a very strange feeling rose from my heart. I turned my head to look at him, and he also looked back at me. In an instant, the dean actually hugged me impulsively, covering my cherry lips without reacting. I groaned and let his tongue stir in my little mouth. It should be said that I was passively accepting his passionate kiss at this moment.

The dean's hand reached into the middle of my nightgown and stroked my tender belly. Just as he was about to attack my breasts, I woke up and broke out of his mouth. I quickly said: No, no... At the same time, I also left his arms, turned my head and hurried back to my own room.

I saw the dean standing there blankly, and my thoughts were a little confused, but I was still savoring my sweet and warm cherry lips.

After a while, I changed my clothes and hurried out to class with my bag. I could see that the dean was a little embarrassed to look at me.

Actually, it’s nothing if I think about it carefully. When I came back when I was about to have supper, I looked a lot more naturally. After saying hello to the dean, I hummed a song and went back to my room.

The dean seemed to have swept away the uneasiness caused by his impulses this morning, of course he was infected by me.

I changed my clothes and came out of the room. Because the weather was hot, I only wore a blue vest with a shoulders on my upper body. Below was a pair of floral silk shorts. From the back, I could vaguely see the marks of the very narrow thong underwear.

The dean is cooking in the kitchen, and I want to cook some noodles, he said let's go together.

The two of them were busy in the kitchen and said something irrelevant, but the dean tried not to mention what happened this morning again

But I found that behind me, the dean couldn't help but secretly staring at my smooth shoulders, my high and beautiful buttocks, and the T-shaped cloth strip covering the buttocks groove.

Once, he was behind me and wanted to get the seasoning next to me. I just moved it a little. Because it was very close to me, his lower abdomen accidentally touched my butt. It was soft but elastic. My back ears turned red. He deliberately stayed at that point, and his lower abdomen was still pressed against my buttocks. I twisted it, but I couldn't get rid of his tightness. Due to my friction, his lower body felt swelling. He couldn't pretend anymore, so he took advantage of the opportunity to wrap around my waist from behind and hugged me.

We can't escape, I like you, I can't lie to myself

I didn't struggle much, but answered calmly: We can't do this. If you have a family, this will ruin you. This is what you said yourself. Don't you remember?

I was just pursuing my happiness. This is my own choice. For my pursuit, I am willing to bear the consequences. I kissed my pink neck while saying that. I felt itchy and burst into laughter. I began to avoid his harassment. But he continued to tease me and kissed me several times on my neck.

I was so itchy that I turned around and hooked his neck and kissed him hard, then pushed him away and said: OK, stop making trouble, really

I turned around and continued to cook my noodles

The dean stood behind me and put his hand on my buttocks, touching my elastic buttocks. I moaned oh, so comfortable that I didn't want to move anymore, so he continued

He touched my butt groove, felt the T-shirt strip, and whispered in my ear: I like women wearing such underwear the most. I twisted my butt, laughed and scolded him, and then avoided it again.

At this time, our dinner was also ready. The dean let me go and didn't harass me anymore. The two of them set up their own tableware and started eating.

The dean is a person who knows very well about women's psychology. He knows that such things cannot be too reckless. If they are too rude, women will be disgusted. When there is a good opportunity, women will automatically sacrifice themselves.

In the evening, the dean's wife called to ask how the dean was doing alone. The dean said it was very good. It had not been so quiet for a long time. She asked her to take care of her mother-in-law's house to raise her body. His wife hung up the phone with confidence.

Somehow, the dean was a little uneasy after putting down the phone. Maybe he felt that he was a little despicable. There was no way. The dean was skilled in medical skills, but he was always a mortal. At the moment of the woman, he could not escape the curse of moral conscience.

However, in our lives, it is difficult to guarantee that we will not make any mistakes, especially men who are alone, who are tempted by being lustful and tempted like the law of permanence, as natural as it will rain in the yellow plum blossom sky

This is what I knew before I changed my sex life

But the dean’s wife’s phone call was like a reminder, which made the dean dare not act rashly towards me for two days. So everyone met like a guest

Two people passed by peacefully

It was another hot Sunday, and I made an appointment with my classmates to go out for a few hours

When I came back, the dean was drinking beer in the hall to quench his thirst