Chapter 6: Betrayal from Teacher Qin
After the big drama last night, I woke up this morning not feeling tired at all. On the contrary, I was full of energy, only with a faint sense of loss, a strange feeling I couldn't quite put into words. Just then, I heard my mom knocking on the door.
"Xiao Wen, are you up? It's time to get ready to go." Right, we're going hiking today. Hearing my mom's call, I thought of Teacher Qin again. What would she do? As I was thinking, my mom pushed the door open. The first sight made me freeze. Mom was wearing a light pink yoga outfit that perfectly outlined her exaggerated figure. Her G-cup breasts.
Not only did they show no signs of sagging, they looked as perky as ever, and you could just tell how soft they were. Even though they were tightly constrained by the yoga outfit, their immense size was palpable. In stark contrast to her huge breasts was her willow like waist, not an ounce of extra fat, a perfect captivating waist.
Her hips were even wider than Teacher Qin's by a margin, and her flat stomach was completely free of any flab. This damn perfect figure was enough to make any woman die of envy and any man drool. At 170cm tall, paired with nearly 110cm of long, round, and straight legs, she was simply perfect. Her thighs were full yet firm, with no excess flesh, and her calves were slender and straight.
The yoga outfit dug into the roots of her thighs, creating a perfect inverted triangle, with the mysterious, slightly raised mound in the middle looking so plump and delicious.
As my mom turned to leave, a perfectly curved, plump butt was exposed before my eyes. It was large but not saggy, full but not flabby. You didn't even need to slap it; just walking with a bit more vigor would create ripples, showing just how soft, perky, and bouncy it was. It was worlds apart from those hard, muscular butts you see at the gym. My mom's big butt was the perfect posterior that male hormones crave.
Her oval face, delicate features, and hair tied up in a high bun made her look so noble and elegant. At 42, time hadn't left many marks on her face; she looked like she was in her early thirties. Her fair, smooth skin, paired with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, gave her not only a mature and charming air but also a touch of scholarly elegance.
"You'd better hurry up, Xiao Qin and Xinran are waiting," Mom said as she walked away. Huh? Teacher Qin is going too? That can't be right. She's supposed to be meeting Chen Le today. Did something else happen? Forget it, I'll find out soon enough. With that, I got dressed, washed up, and went to have breakfast with my mom.
"Mom, why are you wearing a yoga outfit so early in the morning?" I asked.
"Well, what should I wear? We're going hiking today. It wouldn't be appropriate to wear a teacher's outfit, would it? And jeans would be inconvenient. This is the most suitable."
After hearing her explanation, I thought she had a point. How could anyone go hiking in professional attire? And on my mom, sweatpants would look no different from the yoga outfit. If she wore jeans hiking, with a butt like hers, who knows how many guys would be staring from behind. I muttered under my breath.
Unexpectedly, Mom heard me. She tapped my head with her chopsticks and said,
"What does Mom having a big butt have to do with you? Dad likes it, that's all that matters. It's none of your business," Mom said coyly.
"But Mom, it's not appropriate for you to go out in a yoga outfit either. Just imagine how many perverts will be staring," I tried to explain to her helplessly.
"It's fine, I'll wear a windbreaker over it. I'm not going out directly in this."
"Oh, oh." After hearing her explanation, I just buried my head in my food. A moment later, someone knocked on the door. Mom answered it and saw Xinran walk in, looking dejected. Mom quickly asked,
"What's wrong, Xinran? You don't look happy."
I didn't even have to think to know it must be that Teacher Qin said she wasn't going. But if she doesn't go, we'll all be at home, so she won't be able to do anything anyway.
"Auntie Lin, my mom said she's not feeling well, so she's not going today."
Mom could tell that Xinran wanted to go. Thinking that there was nothing else to do at home today, she simply said,
"It's fine if she can't make it. The three of us can go. It's no big deal without her."
Xinran's face lit up after hearing this.
"Okay. Auntie Lin, you guys keep eating. I'll go get ready. Call me when it's time to leave." Then she skipped away. What should I do? Teacher Qin isn't going. She must be having a secret rendezvous with Chen Le, and it's at home. I need to think of a way. But if I say I'm not going now, then everyone will probably call it off, and the whole thing will be ruined. What to do, what to do? My mindset had already shifted. I was no longer thinking about Teacher Qin, nor was I thinking about sabotaging her secret meeting.
Although I could ruin Teacher Qin and Chen Le's rendezvous right now just by saying I wasn't going, I found that I now wanted to see what kind of sparks would fly when Chen Le and Teacher Qin met.
Instead, I was thinking of a way to send my mom and Xinran away so I could watch the big show between Teacher Qin and Chen Le all by myself. I was truly straying further and further down the path of perversion. Just a couple of days ago, I was thinking about how to find Chen Le and win Teacher Qin back, but now I was hoping to watch their show.
By the time we were ready to leave, I still hadn't thought of a good plan. I could only take it one step at a time. When we reached the foot of the mountain, my phone suddenly rang. I took it out and saw it was a notification from the spying app. I glanced at my mom and Xinran, who were walking ahead of me. I opened the app and checked. From the chat, it seemed Chen Le was on his way and had told Teacher Qin to get ready, though it didn't specify for what.
There was no time left. I had to get back home quickly. I didn't want to miss this big showdown.
"Mom, Xinran, my stomach hurts a bit. I'm going to the bathroom. You guys go on ahead." I couldn't think of a better excuse, so I had to make something up. I'd figure it out after I got back.
After my mom and Xinran were out of sight, I immediately hailed a cab and went home. Then I sent a message to my mom, saying I felt dizzy and my stomach hurt, probably from eating something bad yesterday. I was going to the hospital by myself and they shouldn't wait for me. She and Xinran should have fun. Mom didn't say much, but a moment later, Xinran sent a message, sounding quite anxious, asking how I was and when I would be back to meet up with them. I felt a warm sense of comfort from Xinran's concern. After reassuring her, I arrived home.
Because ours was a single-story apartment layout, only our family and Teacher Qin's family lived on this floor. And because of the relationship between the two families, the balcony of my mom's bedroom was connected to the balcony of Teacher Qin's bedroom. This was intentionally designed when the apartments were bought.
I walked into my mom's bedroom, went through the balcony, and stood before the glass door of Teacher Qin's room's balcony. I saw that the curtains behind the glass door were drawn. My heart sank. What should I do? Did I come all this way for nothing? Just as I was feeling disheartened, I heard the sound of running water from the bathroom. Someone's showering? Is it Teacher Qin or Chen Le?
Just as I was agonizing over it, the monitoring app buzzed. I opened it and saw a message from Chen Le saying he would be there soon. Teacher Qin's reply was that she was in the shower and would be ready shortly.
Since Chen Le wasn't here yet and Teacher Qin was in the shower, there was no one else in the house. I still had a chance. I just hoped the sliding glass door wasn't locked. I quietly walked to the door and gave it a gentle push. The door opened, just as I'd hoped. I peeked inside. The bed was neatly made, with a pair of black stockings and a black, backless, slip-on minidress laid out on it. On the floor was a pair of black high heels with red soles.
I didn't dare linger. Before I left, I pulled the curtains open about five centimeters. This way, by leaning against the wall and tilting my head, I could see everything in the room clearly. And a mirror on the side was perfectly positioned to reflect the entire bed. Looking through the gap in the curtains, I could also see the sofa and the front door through the bedroom door. It was a perfect vantage point; I could see everything from the entrance to the bedroom.
Just then, the sound of the shower stopped. Teacher Qin walked out of the bathroom naked, tilting her head to dry her wet hair as she went. She was as beautiful as a lotus emerging from the water. The pair of huge breasts on her chest swayed left and right with the motion of drying her hair, creating waves of rippling flesh. Her snowy white, plump butt, now free from the constraint of clothes, also created waves of rippling flesh as she moved. Such a stunning beauty was now completely exposed before me. I thought about how I hadn't seen Teacher Qin's naked body in all these years, and now, thanks to Chen Le, I had seen it twice in less than a day.
Teacher Qin walked to the mirror to blow-dry her hair, then combed and tied it up into a bun. She went to the bed and started to get dressed.
First, Teacher Qin took out a set of black lace lingerie from the closet. She looked at it but didn't put it on right away, just standing there naked, as if thinking about something. After a moment, she put the lingerie back.
Then, she covered her face with her hands, giggled shyly, and shook her head, looking just like a bashful young girl. It seemed she had decided not to wear any underwear to give Chen Le a surprise, and she was feeling embarrassed by her own sluttiness, which was why she made those gestures.
Teacher Qin picked up the black stockings and put them on. Only when they were on did I realize they were crotchless. She even carefully adjusted the opening, making sure the sides were perfectly aligned. She then turned her head to look at the back. The opening in these stockings was quite large, leaving her entire pussy completely exposed. The back opening started from her tailbone, curving around her buttocks to her crotch, leaving Teacher Qin's entire big ass exposed to the air. It was simply obscene to the extreme.
After putting on the stockings, Teacher Qin smiled with satisfaction. Then she put on the black, tight, backless slip dress and fastened a thin black leather belt around her waist. The buckle in the middle was gold. I had to admit, Teacher Qin had great taste. Having just seen her naked body, I still found my heart racing as I looked at her in this outfit. The hem of the dress just barely covered her plump butt, and the edges of the crotchless stockings at her thighs were faintly visible. She had taken seduction to its absolute limit.
Even when standing straight, you could tell something was up from the back. If you looked closely, you would know she was wearing crotchless stockings. You could vaguely see the edges of the opening at the roots of her thighs. And as for her big ass, forget it. The oval-shaped imprint left by the crotchless stockings on the outer edge of her buttocks was clearly visible. The only word to describe it now was "lewd."
In her high heels, Teacher Qin looked tall, curvaceous, and full of charm, especially with today's outfit. Any man who saw her, even for a moment, would probably never forget it.
After getting dressed, Teacher Qin walked to the nightstand, opened the bottom drawer, and took out a small box. This was the same small box I had discovered when I secretly read her diary! I saw Teacher Qin open the box and take out the thin leather strap whose purpose I hadn't understood that day. It looked just like her thin leather belt, only much shorter. I watched as Teacher Qin slowly fastened it around her neck. So it wasn't a belt, but a collar. I never thought Teacher Qin would wear something like this. The collar was just a shorter version of the belt; they had the exact same design; a black leather strap with a small gold buckle.
Then, Teacher Qin put on the gold-rimmed glasses from the small box. With her hair in a high bun, her overall aura was instantly elevated. Black high heels with black stockings, a backless slip dress, a matching set of black leather belt and collar. From the gold buckles on the belt and collar, you could tell at a glance that they were a set.
Her noble face, without any makeup, looked even more tender and dewy, like the face of a woman in her twenties. Who would have known she was 38? The high bun and the gold-rimmed glasses complemented each other, creating a mix of mature, charming temperament and a youthful, fresh face. She had both a girlish feel and a mature woman's allure.