Chapter 530 Ivan's Ambition
Kevin and Albert said goodbye and hurried back to school. As they walked to the first floor of the office building, they saw a figure standing at the door of Alissa's office. However, because it was already dark, Kevin couldn't see the person clearly. He was puzzled. Who would be looking for Alissa at this time? Could it be her husband, Zachary?
The last time Kevin and Alissa were intimate in the office, they were almost caught by Zachary. Thinking back to the tense yet exciting scene, Kevin felt a bit excited. He stealthily made his way to the second floor, wanting to see what Zachary was up to.
Inside the office, Alissa was grading papers. She occasionally glanced at the clock on the wall. It was almost seven o'clock. Why hadn't Kevin arrived yet? Was that guy trying to slack off again?
With these thoughts in mind, Alissa couldn't help but feel a bit anxious. Her two snow-white and plump thighs rubbed together. During the day, she couldn't wait to make love with Kevin. Finally, enduring until night, but Kevin was nowhere to be seen. She placed her hand at the base of her thigh, feeling how wet and slippery she already was. Alissa squinted, her fingers teasing her flesh through her shorts, biting her lip tightly. Her face flushed, this mature and voluptuous head teacher couldn't resist the urge to pleasure herself.
Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door, breaking the silence of the night.
"Who is it?" Alissa's voice, seductive and lazy, sounded. In her heart, she cursed. It must be that little bastard Kevin. Why was he knocking? Why didn't he come in and help relieve her itch? However, as a teacher and a head teacher, that dignified and reserved demeanor was ingrained in her bones. She couldn't possibly say such things. Besides, the person outside might not even be Kevin.
"Mrs. Garcia, it's Ivan," a male voice came from outside the door.
Surprisingly, it wasn't Kevin. Alissa was startled. She quickly sat up straight, tidied her clothes and hair, then said in a deep voice, "Come in."
Class monitor Ivan walked in. Seeing Alissa sitting at the desk, he noticed she wasn't wearing the sexy blue and white floral dress she wore during the day. He couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed. That fitted dress wasn't really suitable for Alissa's curvy figure, but it exaggerated her voluptuous body, especially her 36E breasts and plump round buttocks, making them particularly prominent.
Especially those 36E breasts and plump round buttocks were outlined by the tight dress, making Ivan a bit excited. His cock was getting hard. Alissa wasn't that attractive in the face, but her figure was top-notch. Just those breasts were enough to play with all night. That Kevin was really wasting a treasure. He came to Alissa every night to study for hours. If it were him, he would have already taken this slutty head teacher.
But he couldn't have imagined that Kevin had already fucked Alissa, and now she was eagerly waiting to make love with him. After all, Alissa concealed it well. In class, she was always stern with Kevin, criticizing him without reservation, often scolding him harshly. Who would have thought that this authoritative head teacher who scared people to death in class would be sticking out her white, plump buttocks like a horny bitch at night, eagerly waiting for the English class representative's big cock to fuck her to ecstasy, her lust overflowing.
And Kevin, besides having a bad temper and often conflicting with him, seemed low-key, always playing basketball with Albert, not interested in the girls in the class. Almost all the boys in the class had written love letters to Laura, except for Kevin. How could such a boy possibly be trying to seduce his head teacher?
Seeing Ivan's eyes on her breasts and thighs, Alissa's face darkened. She closed her legs, displeased, and asked, "Ivan, what are you doing here so late?"
Although Ivan was the monitor of Class 57, Alissa didn't trust him. Most of the class matters were handled by the study committee Laura and a few class cadres. Major issues were discussed with all class committee members, and Youth matters were handled by subject representatives and group leaders. Ivan, as the class monitor, was just a figurehead.
Usually, Alissa rarely asked Ivan to report to her office. Ivan would come over on his own to get close to Alissa. However, Alissa always dismissed him with a few words. If Oliver hadn't personally spoken up, Alissa would have removed Ivan as the class monitor long ago.
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