Chapter 165 The Busty Teacher
Kevin 's mind wandered to thoughts of Audrey, imagining her moaning under him like Alissa did. His cock stiffened, and he quickly covered it with his hand, heading for the stairs. Just as he was about to go down, a familiar voice called his name.
He turned to see Vanessa standing in the hallway, looking pissed. She wore a red top and a black skirt, her legs on full display. But Kevin had no time to admire her. Feeling guilty, he asked, "Ms. Jones, what's up?"
Vanessa stormed up to him, waving her phone in his face. "Did you send this text this morning?"
Kevin 's heart raced. She was sharp, already suspecting him. But he wasn't ready to fess up. He put on his best innocent look. "Ms. Jones, what text are you talking about?"
"Don't play dumb. Did you send this text to my phone?" Vanessa's eyes bored into his. She'd been on edge all afternoon because of that message. She got to school early, thought it over, and Kevin seemed the most likely culprit. After all, he was the only one who knew about her secret meeting with Quentin in the garden, thanks to that night he secretly fucked her. It made sense he'd found out and was now blackmailing her.
"How could I?" Kevin 's face stayed calm. "Ms. Jones, you know students can't have phones at school. Plus, my family can't afford one. How could I send you a text?"
"Really, not you?" Vanessa's face softened a bit. She figured Kevin had no reason to pull such a stunt, especially since she had dirt on him. Why would he risk provoking her? But remembering how he stood her up last time, she coldly said, "Kevin , do something for me, and I'll forget about you messing with me last time. Otherwise, you can expect a trip to the principal's office."
"What is it, Ms. Jones?" Kevin was puzzled, not knowing what Vanessa wanted him to do.
"Find out which boys in my class have phones and give me their names," Vanessa said coldly, a hint of malice in her eyes. She'd long suspected some boys were taking photos of her during class but couldn't get anyone to admit it. She figured the person who sent the text could be one of those boys and wanted Kevin to help her find out.
"This..." Kevin hesitated. Vanessa's request wasn't too hard, but helping a teacher spy on students was a big no-no. Peers usually ostracized those who tattled. Kevin knew if word got out, he'd be shunned by the boys.
"Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret," Vanessa reassured him, a seductive smile on her face. "Didn't you say you like fucking me? If you do this well, I'll let you try something new."
Something new? Kevin 's eyes fell on Vanessa's large, white breasts. He'd already fucked her pussy and had her blow him, but he hadn't played with her big tits yet. Curious about what Vanessa had in mind, he was tempted.
Vanessa pressed on, "Kevin , I actually like you. If I didn't, I would've already reported you for what you did to me. Don't you think you should help me?" She reached down and grasped his hard cock, stroking it gently.
Kevin almost moaned from the pleasure. Vanessa's handjob skills were far superior to Audrey's, with the perfect pressure and touch. If it weren't for Vanessa scheming against Audrey, Kevin wouldn't have wanted to mess with this seductive teacher.
Under Vanessa's threat and temptation, Kevin quickly agreed to be her informant, helping her gather information. He had a friend, Albert, who was well-connected and could easily find out who in Vanessa's class had phones. If Vanessa pressed him for names, he could give her one or two to satisfy her.
Watching Vanessa's swaying, full hips as she walked back to her office, Kevin noticed there were no panty lines under her skirt. It seemed Vanessa really planned to teach without underwear that afternoon.
Thinking about Vanessa's furry, naked pussy under her skirt, Kevin wanted to chase after her, grab her big ass, and fuck her juicy pussy again, making her submit to him once more.
If it weren't for Audrey, Vanessa would undoubtedly be the most eye-catching teacher at school. However, the rivalry between women could be more brutal than men's. Audrey's beauty not only attracted male attention and advances but also female hostility and exclusion. Perhaps this was the fate of beautiful women.
Back in the classroom, Albert quickly approached Kevin and whispered, "So, did Vanessa contact you at lunch? Does she suspect me?"
"Don't worry, even if she suspects me, she won't suspect you," Kevin said with a grin. Then, mysteriously, he added, "You're in touch with the boys in Vanessa's class, right? Tell them to take some photos of her during class this afternoon. There'll be a surprise."
"What surprise?" Albert asked nervously, "You didn't say anything to Vanessa at lunch, did you? Let me see your phone."
"Just do as I say. Stop asking questions," Kevin chuckled, not revealing that he had forced Vanessa to teach without panties. Albert had a weak constitution and might spill the beans if he knew too much, risking exposing Kevin .
Kevin had started to understand Vanessa's mindset. She wasn't as scary as he initially thought. She couldn't expose their encounter without risking her reputation and marriage. No matter how slutty she was, she couldn't be completely reckless, which was why his text had unsettled her so much.
After Albert left, Kevin sent Vanessa another explicit text: [Teacher Jones, have you taken off your panties? Is your pussy dripping yet? Do you want one of your students to lick your little pussy?]
He expected Vanessa to be furious, but she replied with a surprising text: [I think it's you who wants to lick my pussy. Want to see it?]
Kevin was taken aback. Was Vanessa losing her mind? Soon, she sent a picture message. Kevin opened it to find a close-up of a woman's pussy. Her white, full thighs framed a patch of dark, shiny pubic hair. In the middle was a plump slit, held open by a pale hand, revealing a pink, wet interior glistening with arousal.
Kevin 's heart raced. Vanessa was playing a dangerous game, and he was all in.
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