3.10 - A Story About a Married Teacher Who Becomes Obsessed With Her Female Student

Chapter 3: "In The Sea Without Borders" Part Ten "Wow, that's a huge shell." As soon as I entered the room, my eyes locked onto the same thing. A gigantic... what kind of shell? It stood proudly, illuminating the bed with a soft, warm glow, amidst the room's cool blue ambiance, resembling a lantern. It was so close to the pillow that I might accidentally hit my head if I got up groggily. Upon closer inspection, I realized the bed was designed to mimic a shell—ah, a shell-shaped bed indeed. Togawa-san was exploring the room with enthusiasm, almost as if she were on an adventure, checking out various attractions. I sat down on a sofa colored like the deep ocean, removing my sunglasses and hat. As I gazed at the fish painted on the ceiling and walls, I realized they had gone for an aquarium theme. It reminded me of the koi fish murals in an old inn's bathhouse. "Sensei, no, wait. Itsuki-chan, the bathroom is big and beautiful," Togawa-san reported after peeking into every corner of the room, before quickly scampering to the next area. Observing her slightly restless demeanor, I let my shoulders drop as if diving into the sea. Bringing a student into a love hotel... If there were a bingo sheet for disgraceful teachers, I'd probably hit a triple bingo by now. I had pretended to be rational, but in truth, I succumbed to sheer desire, driven by a shameless longing to embrace Togawa Rin. I could no longer offer any excuses. I wanted to make love to every inch of Togawa Rin. Without any shame or pretense, I longed to grab her beautiful legs and spread them. "Heh... hehehe..." A self-mocking laugh escaped me, echoing my descent into primal lust. I recalled my husband's comment on the bed with a dejected face and voice: "No, it's just that you... you really look bored." Since then, we had stopped sharing a bedroom. I wondered what kind of expression I wore now. “Maybe it’s because there’s an aquarium nearby that this place is aquarium-themed… or maybe it’s more like, ‘Even though there’s one nearby, this place is an aquarium too?’ I guess opinions would be split on that.” Togawa-san, who hasn't stopped moving since earlier, has also been talking a lot. It's as if she can't keep her composure unless she's speaking. ...Could it be? "Are you nervous?" She froze at my question, a look of indecision playing across her face before resignation took over. When Togawa-san turned to face me, her cheeks were flushed a vibrant red. Her innocence, so evident in her ripe expression, was striking. "Of course, I'm nervous. It's my first time in a place like this..." Her words shyly trailed off amidst the blue walls and pale light, igniting something within me. First time. Togawa-san's first. She was such a cute girl, I had assumed she must have some experience. "Rin, are you a virgin?" I cringed with self-disgust at asking such a repulsive question to a student. The kind of harassment a teacher should never engage in. Die, die, I cursed myself. If another teacher had asked Togawa-san something like that, I would lose my temper and do who knows what. Yet here I was, asking just that. This selfishness reflected the current state of my heart. Ah, I love Togawa Rin. I want to monopolize her. I don’t want anyone else to touch her. My heart pounded with a frenzy that almost hurt. "Yes." Togawa-san approached, leaning close to me with her hand on the sofa. "You'll be my first, Sensei" she whispered in my ear, sending an unexpected shiver through me, almost moving me to tears. "Don't call me 'Sensei' in my ear. It might make things worse," I pushed her away, but immediately regretted it. Revealing such a thing... Dodging my hands, Togawa Rin pressed closer. "I love you, Sensei. Sensei, sensei, sensei, sensei, sensei." she repeated relentlessly, her voice clinging to me like a whisper I couldn’t escape. Surrendering, I wrapped my arms tightly around her back as my mind reeled. "I love you too." Our hearts beat close enough to crush the other's chest. On the brink of crossing the boundary, there was something I needed to do before shedding our clothes. Separating from Togawa-san, I went to the bed first. Peeking into the gigantic shell, I knelt formally on the bed. "Togawa-san, come here." I gestured subtly as if summoning a student from the classroom. "Weren't you calling me Rin today?" "I want to talk to Togawa-san as your teacher. Please, come." I beckoned again, and Togawa-san joined me on the bed, mirroring my formal sitting posture. With her graceful figure, she made a much more picturesque scene than I did. Facing her head-on, I confirmed something anew. "I believe I will be punished in the not-too-distant future." I'm not optimistic enough to think I can live like this forever. When the time comes to be judged, I intended to accept it gracefully. "That's why, I'm very sorry, but I can't be with you forever, Togawa-san." Togawa-san silently listened with a smile, as if she knew what I was going to ask. "Is that alright with you?" As if she had anticipated my question, her response came without hesitation. "Then love me with everything you've got, right now," she whispered, closing the distance between us, pushing me back. And, just as I had feared, my head hit the protruding shell peak. Ignoring the ungracious pain, I gazed into Togawa-san’s eyes as she leaned over me. Her shadow and warmth felt comforting over me. I couldn’t see what kind of expression I was wearing now. But one thing was certain: I wasn't wearing a bored face. Our lips pressed together, switching top and bottom repeatedly, and the any gap between us disappeared as if we were in agony. I wanted to love her to the fullest. I vowed to love Togawa Rin until I became a criminal. * * * I felt as though I were floating on the sea, savoring a gentle, swaying comfort. Here I was, laying naked alongside my student, basking in the afterglow on a love hotel bed. How had life twisted and turned to lead me to this peculiar point? I couldn't quite comprehend it myself. Yet, I realized there must be a path to reach even the most unexpected of answers. People are full of possibilities. "Sensei, are you sleepy?" Togawa-san queried, likely because she noticed my eyelids drooping halfway. "No... I'm just feeling a bit depressed." "It's okay," she reassured me, gently smoothing my hair. I shook my head slightly in response. "When I saw your breasts, I lost control and pounced on them... I'm feeling like I might have a stronger sex drive than a teenager." Indulging in the pleasure as I eagerly sucked hard on my student's breasts, my disgust was so overwhelming that I wouldn't have complained even if the world had rejected me. Yet, the satisfaction of that moment was worth the unraveling of my life. "I love Sensei's boobs too," she declared. "What a terrible consolation..." "And your long black hair... it's so silky. I love it." Togawa-san, entranced, combed my hair with her fingers, narrowing her eyes as if in ecstasy. She gathered a lock as if harvesting it, bringing it to her nose to inhale its scent. My messy hair seemed to mingle with Togawa-san's fragrance. Releasing the lock of hair, she took hold of my hand. "When did you get married, Sensei?" Togawa-san asked, holding onto my ring finger. It was still sticky from when she had persistently licked my wedding ring, as if she were trying to dissolve it.