I went to my dance teacher's house, and her husband made me do it. It was a happy ending

My name is Cecile. I am an art student who wants to apply for the dance academy. A few days before the college entrance examination, I went to Mr. Chris's house to improve my dancing skills.

Teacher long legs thin waist, like a noble white swan.

Her husband, Jane, was at home that day, but he seemed to be glancing at me.

I completed the dance as usual, the fork, split leg, such as flowing clouds, graceful display of my body posture.

Jane looks at me with her eyes straight up as if she wants to see up my skirt when I'm doing a pony. Most of his eyes were drawn to the whiteness of his slightly exposed dancing costume.

"Teacher, I'm leaving!" Wiping a handful of sweat, after finishing the dance training, I was ready to leave teacher Chris's house, but before I went out, several big white rushed into the corridor and sealed the door of teacher's house.

They said there were positive cases in the community, and the whole community was quarantined.

"Cecile, since you can't leave, please stay. Be careful to get infected and affect your college entrance examination." Jane was pleasantly surprised when she heard that the community had been quarantined.

And Teacher Chris's face immediately changed, suddenly turned white.

"This..." I was embarrassed to look at Chris teacher, get her permission, only to call home to inform the situation.

"Don't mention it, Cecile. It's just like being at home!" Jane came up behind me, and naturally his hand fell on my shoulder.

Because I'm in my dance costume, my delicate shoulders are exposed, and I can feel Jane's hand touch me.

He's Mr. Chris's husband, and he's a teacher at the university, so I didn't care.

"Thanks Chris!" Hearing my clever voice, he touched me again and arranged for me to rest in another bedroom.

After I entered the room, teacher Chris took Jane into his room, do not know what to discuss.

I heard the teacher crying and pleading, "She's a child... Please..."

In the evening, Jane and I sat on the sofa eating fruit. At first, we were far apart. But after watching for a while, Jane said she was going to the toilet. When she came back, she sat down beside me.

"Cecile, are all your high school girls this well developed these days? What is so nutritious to eat?"

I was watching the TV show when I noticed that Jane was looking all over me, especially at my full breasts.

I was wearing a looser dress, and the front of the dress fell on me, just like a large bulge, like a purse.

I immediately blushed and said, "Chris, no, actually, there are a lot of girls in our age group who are relatively flat."

"Then why are you so big? Is it padding? You can't overdress yourself at such a young age!" Jane has a preachy tone.

"No, Chris, I... I grew up well, when I was a child to hear a sister said, in the chest press a point, will grow up, I tried to press a few times, did not expect to grow up!"

I was afraid that Jane would tell Chris that I love dressing up, so I had to explain myself honestly.

But Jane couldn't help it. He looked very excited.

"So it's true? Is there a D?" He looked at me all over, from my long white legs down to my chest, and then he looked into my eyes.

Jane's questions became more and more outrageous, and I began to feel that Jane's breathing became much heavier.

"Cecile, your teacher Chris is in great shape too, but not as good as you. It would be great to be as old as you. Every time I knead your teacher, she doesn't react. Do you react much?"

Jane looked at me with fascination and couldn't help leaning in...

"Chris, what are you doing? Don't come, your wife is still in the room resting!" I was afraid. I pushed him quickly, but I couldn't move him, a grown man.

"Cecile, how come your mind is so innocuous? Chris just wants to get close to you, knead you, and help you grow. Why are you so nervous?"

I got up to go, but Jane held me back.

"What, don't care about me? Your teacher is also my wife, and if you don't cooperate with me, you will never be able to ask her to teach you dance!"

Jane's words made me scared for a moment. I like dancing as a major. If I didn't have Chris to teach me, I would definitely suffer a big loss in the exam.

I was held back by Jane's hand, but he was stronger than I was, and I couldn't pull it out as hard as I could.

"Cecile, come on! All you have to do is show me a horse and I'll let you go back to bed."

I wavered. "Promise?"

'I promise! Jane gave a dirty smile, but I chose to believe him because of my lack of social experience.

So I did a horse on the ground, took a deep breath, two white and thin long legs, split split sitting on the ground.

When I looked at Jane miserably, he shook his head, with a look of dissatisfaction, "This can't be, I didn't see you finished, how happy? You slow down so I can see better! Especially show your legs!"

Jane asked to look at my leg, which made me even redder, but I had to make a small sacrifice to keep Jane from harassing me.

I slowly fork, in order to cool, I wear this evening is JK skirt, was very short, now shorter.

When Jane saw my white legs, she felt a big lump. "How tender! Don't sit down at once, Cecile. Just stay in this position. I'll just watch for a while, or you won't be able to sleep tonight."

I had no choice but to do as he asked, hoping he would keep his word.

My legs were wide apart, but I could not sit on the ground at once, forming a triangle.

It made my legs very tired, and after a while I couldn't hold on. "Chris, is that alright? My legs can't stand it!"

"Well, put it down!" Jane, like, graciously told me to put my leg down.

I was about to sit down on the ground, but at that moment, he lunged at me with his hand on the ground.