“Five so far. But the contents can still be changed if you want.”
“Sounds good. I’ll definitely be watching when they aired.”
I began packing up my documents, since it was the end of the discussion. As I was packing, I couldn’t resist staring at Mrs. Anderson at every chance I get. Right now, her back was facing me. She was bent over slightly to sign a few documents on her desk.
In that position, her short skirt rose slightly higher, offering a peek at her creamy white upper thighs. The tight skirt also accentuated the curves of her ass.
I couldn’t hide my desires any longer.
“Mrs. Anderson, you look very good in your new outfit. It’s definitely the latest fashion trend, focusing on promoting feminine authority. I’m in the midst of organizing a series of photoshoots for the school magazine. I was wondering if you would like to join us for a few photoshoot sessions. You would be a beneficial addition to my article.” I took the opportunity to ogle at her body from top to bottom repetitively.
Mrs. Anderson turned around and smiled. My praise seemed to made her happier. I could swear I saw her nipples hardened up even more.
“Why, thank you, Jason. I have to admit I was a little worried about putting on these clothes. To some, they’re still considered to be…… umm……” Mrs. Andersons struggled to find the correct word.
“Too trendy?” I offered my suggestion. She nodded in agreement. “Well, I don’t think so. Recently, the main media and social media are heavily promoting the rise of Feminine Equality. Their aim was to celebrate the pride of being women, and also to promote the confidence and authority which all women possess naturally. You seem to be suitable as a perfect example. A strong, feminine, confident woman in power.”
“My photoshoot articles are not just to promote the latest fashion. I wanted to concentrate on the additional benefits which comes with them. Positive body image, development of self-confidence, good social values, just to name a few.”
“I plan to print my photos on posters, and place them at suitable locations all over campus. The posters would help educate teachers and students about self-confidence and body positivity. I am currently looking for a few teachers to be models, but I would like you to be the lead model.”
“The women in this campus, students, teachers, admin staff, they need someone to look up to. Someone who is confident, and proud to admit she is a woman.”
“And I think you can be that person.”
I could tell Mrs. Anderson was impressed with my speech. She stood taller, having gained some confidence in herself. She thrusted her chest forward, pushing her breasts into her tight-fitting blouse. More of her half-naked tits came into view, together with a longer cleavage line. The darker semi-circle of her areolas became much clearer.
“I like your idea. Let’s meet up some other time, so you can brief me more details on the photoshoot. I have another appointment to attend to,” Mrs. Anderson approached me, her hands gestured for a hug.
I hugged her in return. Holy shit, her soft tits felt awesome being pressed into my chest. Her hard erect nipples sent jolts of pleasure into my brain, and down into my cock. I angled my hips away from her as I didn’t want her to feel my erection throbbing, at least not yet.
When Mrs. Anderson pulled away from the hug, I managed to catch a glimpse inside her blouse, and I caught a quick peek at her entire naked nipple. It was just for a short moment, but it was long enough for the image to be burnt into my memory.
The view of Mrs. Anderson’s naked nipple was so tantalizing, the moment I left her office, I went to the nearest toilet and jerked off to a few orgasms with the image of her nipple still fresh in my mind.
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I headed over to the library to use the computer. The librarian, Ms Jennings greeted me with a smile. She had a well-proportioned body. Having influenced by my ads, Ms Jennings had also begun to undo buttons on her blouse. Her bra must be made from thin material, because I also saw nipple pokies on her blouse.
Her skirt had remained at knee-length, but it had slits on both sides. Recently, she had begun wearing new skirts. They still had slits on both sides, but the slits gradually parted higher and higher above her knees, revealing more and more of her sexy thighs.
Even when she was standing still, parts of her thighs peeked out from the slits. It was very enticing.
I went to the last computer at one corner of the computer area and booted it up.
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Not too long ago, I helped Ms Jennings “solve” the popup problems in her computer and other devices (actually I didn’t. I was the one who introduced the popups in the first place. And I didn’t remove them, I merely reduced them to an acceptable level. Ms Jennings was still regularly receiving my modified ads). I asked for a favour and she gladly agreed.
Ms Jennings arranged for the last computer at the corner to always be “Under Repair”. When anyone asked, she would explain the computer was always facing hardware and software problems. Even the campus’ IT department didn’t know how to fix it.
I intentionally programmed the computer to behave as such. The program was cleverly hidden, so even the IT department couldn’t find the root cause. Besides, the IT staff were merely part time workers who were paid very low salaries, so they didn’t bother looking too hard. Ms Jennings further explained I volunteered to look into the troublesome computer during my free time. There were many computers available, so having one computer down for such a long period didn’t raise any alarms.
In reality, the computer was working fine. I simply wanted to have a computer for myself in campus without arousing any suspicion. And using the hardware-software-problem as an excuse, I had slowly and discreetly upgraded the computer over time. By now, it was the fastest, most powerful computer in campus.
Another reason I chose this computer was because the seating position offered me an unobstructed view of Ms Jenning’s counter. I could effortlessly stare at her hot body and her sexy legs, simply by lifting my eyes above the monitor. If Ms Jennings turned around to look at me, she would think I was simply looking at the monitor screen, deeply focused in my work.
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Not too long ago, Ms Jennings realized if she wore high heels and skirts with slits showing her thighs, somehow more students would visit the library to borrow books.
She casually told me her observation during one of the many times when I came to help remove popups from her computer. I casually joked if that’s the case, then she should wear sexy attire to work more often.
Ms Jennings took my suggestions seriously. But it wasn’t hard to see why. Being a librarian, it was her passion to encourage people to read more books. To have more students visit the library brought her much delight. So if all she needed to do was to wear sexy revealing attire to work, she would gladly do it.
And so, Ms Jennings began applying a few changes to her daily routine:
- She wore sexy high heels, at least four inches tall
- She wore skirts with slits which went significantly much higher above her knees.
- She sat down and crossed her legs, allowing more of her smooth thighs to be revealed through the slits.
That was how Ms Jennings ended up with her current fashionable attire.
One thing I did notice was her attention towards me. More than half of the time when I visit the library, it was usually off-peak hours. There was no crowd, in fact sometimes I was the only visitor.
But funnily enough, whenever I was at the computer, Ms Jennings would always be at her counter, right in front of me, instead of going all over the library reshelving returned books.
She would elegantly cross her legs and flaunt her high-heeled legs and thighs. Since I was the only visitor, there was no doubt Ms Jennings was putting on a show for me.
How did I know?
Because after crossing her legs, she would casually pull the slit on her skirt higher up her leg and reveal even more of her creamy thigh. She never did that (hike up her skirt slit) when there’s visitors in the library.
When she’s standing, she would stand with her legs sightly spread, causing parts of her thighs to be shown through the slits.
Ms Jennings would pretend to be engrossed in paperwork, but there was no denying she was putting on a show for me. Somehow, she found out I like to stare at her lecherously, particularly at her legs and thighs.
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