"Eh, for real? That hot and super rich guy is Ayumi's boyfriend?" I overheard the gossip while pretending to focus on Ayumi .
Meanwhile, I was practically nose-deep in Ayumi's hair, able to feel her heartbeat. And when I say feel, I mean it quite literally. Her chest was so blessed that it was practically pressing against me like a water balloon.
I felt how incredibly soft it was, and I have to admit, it made me horny.
"I thought her boyfriend was just a substitute teacher?" another voice chimed in.
"Maybe they broke up, and he's the new boyfriend?"
"My god, Ayumi is more daring than I thought,"
"She must have use her body to get a rich dude like that," the conversation continued.
Their words got under my skin a little bit, no doubt, but I made a conscious effort to keep my cool. In fact, I was secretly happy with their negative comments because, the more they criticized, the more I found myself savoring the sweet anticipation of the fun that lay ahead.
