Chapter 520 A teacher is someone who imparts knowledge, guides students, and clears up confusion
"Excuse me, are you a college student?"
The other person sent a shy smile, looking a bit reserved.
"Yes, how old are you?"
Grace thought for a moment and didn't reveal her real age. Women always hope others see them as young girls.
"Hehe, guess."
"I guess you're still in high school."
Grace looked at the other person's profile picture and self-introduction and quickly judged that he was a teenage boy, probably curious about women.
"You guessed it right, sister, you're amazing."
The other person sent an exaggerated emoji.
Seeing the message, Grace blushed. She was over forty, yet she was being called "sister" by a young boy. However, she felt a strange sense of vanity, as if she really had become younger.
"Little brother, shouldn't you be in class now? How do you have time to play with your phone?"
"Hehe, I'm in PE class. I just finished some sit-ups and am resting now. What are you busy with, sister?"
Grace was taken aback, looking up at the track. There was indeed a class doing sit-up exercises. Could this "Lonely Wolf of the Ancient City" be a student at the school?
Thinking of this, she suddenly felt nervous, unsure whether she should continue chatting with him. If the boy found out she was pretending to be a young college girl, it would be too embarrassing.
"Sister, why aren't you talking? Are you busy?" The other person sent a smiley face.
"Nothing, I just took a call. By the way, how many sit-ups did you do?"
Grace looked at the boys resting in small groups on the opposite track and had an idea. Since sit-up scores are recorded, she could find out who he was by checking the records.
"I did 264. Hehe, am I amazing, sister?"
Grace was astonished. She knew that doing 100 sit-ups was already impressive for an average boy. This guy did 264, which was incredible. None of the boys in her class could do that many.
Kevin might be able to do that many. Grace couldn't help but recall the night when Kevin was thrusting wildly against her under the basketball hoop. In just a few minutes, Kevin's big cock had thrust into her vagina hundreds of times, almost breaking her waist. If her father-in-law Wayne hadn't interrupted them, who knows how long Kevin would have gone on.
Grace's gaze fell on the nearby basketball hoop, her face flushing. She remembered herself bent over under the hoop, being fucked by Kevin's cock. A wave of heat rose from her lower abdomen, and her legs tightened instinctively. Desire stirred within her.
"Sister, why aren't you talking again? Am I amazing?" The other person sent a cute emoji.
"Yes, you are amazing. I have something to do, talk to you later."
Grace sent the message and saw the students still running laps on the basketball court. She quickly walked to the opposite field.
"Mrs. Cooper, why are you here? Do you need any help?"
A male teacher was recording students' sit-up scores. Seeing the tall Grace walk over, his eyes lit up, and he greeted her warmly.
Grace was beautiful and had a hot figure. Among the female teachers at the school, she stood out. Many people felt sorry for her for marrying Byron, who was somewhat of a pushover. Of course, many also wanted to have an affair with her.
"Oh, nothing, Dawson. Our class will practice sit-ups next week, so I wanted to see how your class is doing."
Grace smiled faintly, her attitude neither warm nor cold.
"Sure, I just finished recording. Have a look."
Dawson handed the score sheet to Grace, his eyes roaming over her voluptuous body. Her round, firm buttocks and long, straight legs caught his attention.
Grace's figure was so sexy that it was hard to tell she was already forty. Byron was really lucky to hold Grace's naked body every night. If Dawson could sleep with Grace even once, he would die happy.
Grace quickly scanned the score sheet. The best score among the boys was only 85. None had exceeded 100, let alone 264.
It seemed the boy wasn't a student at the school. Grace sighed in relief. Otherwise, she wouldn't dare to continue chatting with him.
"Dawson, you carry on. I'll head back."
Grace handed the score sheet back, smiled slightly, and walked towards the basketball court. Her firm buttocks swayed, and the flesh under her tight sports pants quivered slightly, exuding endless vitality. The male teacher and the boys were mesmerized, their erections straining.
Back at the basketball court, Grace told everyone to rest and called out Han Chao and Chris to do push-ups, counting for each other. She walked to the basketball hoop to continue chatting with "Lonely Wolf of the Ancient City."
"Little brother, are you there? I'm back."
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