Chapter 3 Part 1 Wendy's Office Secret
Ding‑a‑ling‑ling
With the ringing of the dismissal bell, Liam finished his morning classes.
He walked with the flow of students toward the cafeteria, ready to fill his already empty stomach.
"Hey, look, look Claire wore a skirt today!
She really is my goddess; she looks good in anything."
Tyler, sitting beside Liam, was once again bringing up his goddess Claire Liu, a third‑year middle schooler.
Liam's school was an integrated elementary and middle school, so seeing a third‑year middle school senior in the cafeteria was nothing strange.
Liam listened to Tyler ramble on and on about how good Claire Liu was, how pretty she was.
He glanced at her impatiently:
165 centimeters tall, wearing a JK‑style uniform, with classic straight black hair.
Her chest had developed pretty well, about a C‑cup in size, but compared to Wendy, it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.
Finding it boring, Liam quickly looked away.
"This kind of kid is nowhere near as good as Teacher Wendy," Liam muttered to himself, and then began fantasizing again about Wendy's wonderful body.
In his mind, Wendy was lying on a bed, allowing Liam to stroke her giant breasts…
'When will I ever get to touch Teacher's huge breasts?'
Liam sighed and stopped his unrealistic thoughts, lest his lower body once again become swollen like a cannon and refuse to go down.
"Liam, what did you say? What kid?"
Tyler seemed to have heard Liam's muttering and turned his head around in confusion.
"Oh, oh, it's nothing.
I just don't understand why you're so obsessed with coming here every day to look at Senior Claire Liu."
"Hey, hey, Liam, you just don't get it.
Right now I'm gathering information.
Once I understand what she likes, hooking her won't be hard at all.
Then I'll be able to do with her what my parents do, heh heh heh…"
Tyler didn't continue, just kept grinning like an idiot.
But Liam looked at his chubby face and that punchable smirk and knew he was daydreaming.
Still, Liam was somewhat curious about the part Tyler mentioned what his parents did that he left unfinished.
"Tyler, what did you mean just now about 'what your parents do'?"
Hearing this, Tyler scratched his head and said hesitantly:
"I saw this by accident… uh… it's not really appropriate to talk about.
How about you come to my house next time, and I'll show you."
Seeing that Tyler agreed to show him, Liam suppressed his curiosity and started chatting with Tyler about games…
Noon
Liam returned to the classroom.
Just as he walked in the door, the lunch‑break bell rang.
With the bell, everyone began taking out blankets and pillows, preparing for their midday nap.
As soon as he sat down, Liam noticed the workbooks that had been collected but not yet turned in.
Liam was the Chinese class representative and also one of the top students in the class a good kid in the teachers' eyes.
Because of this, Wendy thought highly of him and gave him a lot of extra attention.
Liam cherished his image in the teacher's eyes and had put in a lot of effort to improve his grades, because doing so would give him more opportunities to interact with Teacher Wendy.
'If I go turn them in now, I shouldn't disturb Teacher Wang, right?'
But then Liam had another thought:
'If Teacher Wang is sleeping, wouldn't I have a legitimate reason to go in?
Maybe I could even see some things I normally can't see!'
Thinking this way, Liam hurriedly picked up the workbooks and quickly walked toward the office.
His heart was full of excitement, and his steps quickened even more.
Earlier, in Wendy's Office:
"we're going back to eat lunch now. You should rest early too."
The two other teachers in the office said goodbye to Wendy and left to eat lunch.
Wendy's office had only three teachers including herself, and it was located in the administrative building, some distance from the teaching building where the students were.
Once the two teachers left, only Wendy remained in the office.
The room suddenly became quiet.
Wendy finished her lesson‑preparation work and leaned back in her chair.
The corner of her eye inadvertently glanced at the bag containing the masturbation toys, and her heart itched a little.
She turned her head away and closed her eyes.
In the darkness before her eyes, it seemed she could no longer suppress her restless heart.
She stood up and looked at the distant teaching building.
The students were all eating lunch, and soon it would be naptime meaning that for the next hour or so, only Wendy would be here.
Thinking this, she pulled the curtains shut, creating the illusion that she was already napping.
She reclined halfway in her chair, took a deep breath, and gently began kneading her breasts with her left hand.
She reached in through the collar into her "broad bosom," and her slender jade fingers gently clasped the fresh, lovely bud.
Her fingertips lightly traced circles around it, twisting and rubbing the delicate nipple.
At the same time, her right hand slowly slid into her pants.
The flames of desire ignited once again, gradually devouring Wendy's reason.
Wendy took off her outer pants, leaving only a pair of black lace panties.
Her plump mound pushed up the front of the underwear into a small tent, almost as large as some men's this was clearly a standard "steamed‑bun pussy," the kind most suited for sex.
The full, fat mound could cushion the impact of a man thrusting from behind, and it could also be kneaded to heighten a woman's lust, allowing her to reach climax faster under multiple forms of stimulation.
The thin strip of fabric beneath the triangle panties had long been soaked through by the lewd juices flowing from her slutty cunt, sticking together and unable to fully cover Wendy's plump, fat labia.
Under the constant kneading of her left hand on her breast, the lewd fluid had overflowed like a flood, soaking the dense pubic hair.
Droplets clung to the hair, forming several clusters.
The panties were buried in the slender pussy slit, and the two butterfly‑like inner labia were faintly visible beneath the lace underwear.
Wendy's palm lightly caressed the raised mound, then she extended her middle and ring fingers, spreading them apart before resting them on the two plump, fat outer labia on the inner sides of her thighs.
She began rubbing up and down the two honey‑soaked lips.
"Mmm… ahh…"
Wendy lay completely back on the reclining chair, tilting her head back and moaning softly.
Her soul‑stirring cries were enough to make any man's blood boil let alone Liam, who was peeking outside the door.
Liam had actually just arrived, but as soon as he reached the door, he heard faint breathing sounds coming from the room, followed by a series of gasps and moans.
As soon as Liam heard these sounds, he realized he might have discovered something extraordinary.
Instinct urged him to return to the classroom, but his curiosity was simply too strong.
He quietly cracked the door open just a sliver and peered inside with one eye.
This glance didn't matter the moment he looked, a huge bulge instantly tented up in Liam's pants.
'This… this is… Teacher Wang?!'
Liam was so shocked that he thought he must be dreaming.
He quickly pinched his own arm, and the sharp pain confirmed that this was reality.
With just that one glance into the room, Liam could no longer tear his gaze away.
Inside the room, Wendy's reclining chair faced the main door directly.
She lay on it, which meant that right now her legs were wide open, facing Liam's direction.
Her two plump, voluptuous legs formed a shape resembling a "door."
Her slender calves were slightly hidden behind the recliner, drawing all attention to the plump, tender, slutty pussy elevated at the center of the chair.
The previously round and full buttocks were now confined to the narrow recliner, squeezed into two shapes like weights on a scale.
Between the two fat buttock cheeks was that most luscious vulva.
The two thick, fleshy labia, under the pressure of the buttock cheeks, pressed tightly together, bulging prominently outward truly a perfect "steamed‑bun pussy."
The lovely vulva, in its protruding state, looked like it could be grasped in one hand.
The slender pussy slit was squeezed together, covered with honey, creating a truly unique delicacy.
No man could resist such temptation all would want to wrap their mouth around it and savor the delicious nectar within.