Chapter 161 The Fallout of Messing with Me
The click-clack of high heels echoed from the doorway, and in walked Vanessa. Normally, she oozed confidence, but today, she looked rattled. Everyone's eyes zeroed in on her, connecting the dots between Quentin's beatdown and her.
Vanessa, usually tough as nails, felt the weight of their stares. She quickly slid into her seat, shooting a nervous glance at Audrey. She knew Quentin had gone to Audrey's place that night, but Audrey had been too wasted to fight back. So, who left Quentin in such a mess? Was someone else pulling the strings?
This thought gnawed at Vanessa. Plus, that cryptic text she got earlier hinted at a setup. If Quentin's drama blew up, their secret fling might come out, and if her husband found out, it’d be game over.
Luckily, the school had already put out a notice to hush things up, giving Vanessa a bit of a breather. She didn't love her husband, but she didn't want the "cheater" label either. Her thing with Quentin started under pressure and turned into a cold, business-like deal. No real feelings there. She didn't want to go down with Quentin.
Vanessa had already started cutting ties with him, finding new allies and resources. With this latest mess, Quentin's days as department head were numbered. Vanessa, always quick to act, decided to keep her distance from him for good.
Right now, Vanessa's top priority was figuring out who sent that text. She felt like someone was watching her, and it made her skin crawl. She decided to text back: [Let's meet. I'll agree to whatever you want.] Then she waited.
A few minutes later, a reply popped up: [Teacher Jones, don't be in a rush. Let's play a little game first.]
'What game?' Vanessa thought, caught off guard. She was ready for some crazy demand, but a game?
[Teacher Jones, you're wearing a skirt today. Go to the restroom, take off your panties, and throw them into the flowerbed from the upper floor.]
What? Vanessa was floored. The demand was insane. She usually didn't wear safety shorts under her skirt, just a thin pair of panties. Taking them off would leave her totally exposed. No one would know, but still, it felt wrong.
Reluctantly, Vanessa went along with it. She headed to the women's restroom, made sure it was empty, then lifted her skirt and slipped off her black lace panties. After making sure no one was around, she took a deep breath and left the restroom.
A breeze blew, lifting her skirt slightly and sending a chill through her bare thighs. She felt an itch in her butt and pubic area, instinctively pressing her thighs together and holding her skirt tight, terrified it might lift and reveal her secret.
Despite her nerves, Vanessa felt a strange thrill. The skirt brushing against her bare skin made it feel like someone was constantly caressing her. She could feel herself getting wet.
Vanessa quickly reached the end of the corridor and looked down at the flowerbed filled with roses. This had to be the spot mentioned in the text. Seeing no one around, she tossed her panties, which landed on a rose and swayed gently.
She wanted to see who would pick them up, hoping to catch a glimpse of the texter. But after waiting a while, no one showed. She realized the person was probably watching from a hidden spot and wouldn't reveal themselves easily. Disappointed, she headed back to the office.
Soon, two figures appeared by the flowerbed, quickly grabbed the panties, and vanished within ten seconds. They dashed to the men's restroom, gasping for breath.
The two were Kevin and Albert. Kevin had sent Vanessa the texts. Even though Vanessa was willing to meet, Kevin knew she would need more convincing. She probably wanted to confirm his identity. Not ready to show his face, he decided to play a game inspired by scenes from adult novels he had read. To his surprise, Vanessa complied.
"Vanessa really took off her panties," Albert said excitedly, sniffing them. "Kevin , you're a genius. How did you know she'd go along with it?"
"She doesn't know who we are, so she'll comply," Kevin said with a cold smile. His goal was to break Vanessa's resistance and make her submit completely, bit by bit. Seeing Albert still engrossed with the panties, Kevin added, "Alright, take the panties home to study, but I need to borrow your phone for a while."
"Sure, no problem," Albert said, delighted, stuffing the panties into his pocket and sniffing his fingers. The scent of Vanessa's private parts excited him, making him eager to get home and, well, you know.
Kevin looked at Albert with disdain. Was a pair of panties really worth such excitement? But he remembered how he used to be just as curious about women's underwear before sleeping with Alissa. Now, having had relationships with several women, his perspective had changed. A pair of panties no longer thrilled him.
Kevin resolved to make Vanessa submit completely, allowing Albert to experience his first time with her. The game had just begun, and Kevin wasn't going to let Vanessa off easily. Anyone who hurt Audrey Johnson had to be punished.
At noon, after school, Kevin and Albert parted ways at the school gate. As Kevin was about to head home, a tall, attractive woman in a red tracksuit blocked his path. Her breasts weren't as large as Audrey's but were firm and perky. Her long, toned legs and slender waist showed she worked out regularly.
"Are you Kevin ?" she asked, pointing at him with a fierce expression. "Did you take my son's bike?"
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