Stealing Spree

After enjoying such a hearty meal with Eguchi-sensei, she asked me to let her do the dishes alone when she saw me gearing up to help her once again.

And upon seeing her pleading expression which clearly conveyed that she'd feel ashamed if she let me do that chore, I could only raise the white flag and not push it anymore.

Nonetheless, before doing so, I thanked her for the meal in a straightforward manner. When she moved to the sink, I approached her and hugged her from behind, whispering the words of gratitude directly into her arm. My arms wrapped around her smoothly and settled just above her navel.

I got to feel the weight of her plump bosom but only for a moment. I retreated quickly as soon as I closed my mouth, not daring to tease her further.

Well, she might get pushed over the edge if I did that, and given our current task, she'd certainly feel conflicted.

For now, it's best to only walk around her boundary.

Or so, that's what I am hoping for today. However, I also cannot discount the possibility that things often get out of hand when I'm around girls… Like what happened yesterday with Marika or the most recent absurd situation with Saionji.

That aside, by the time I exited the kitchen, the last thing I saw was Eguchi-sensei fidgeting a lot with her back still turned to me.

She probably had no idea how to properly react to it or she simply didn't expect that from me.

Whichever the case, I don't regret it. Let's just say that apart from showing my gratitude, it's also my response to every hint she's dropping ever since she confessed her infatuation to me.

While a little scummy considering it could be interpreted as my taking advantage of her infatuation towards me, no one's around to judge us.

I'm fully aware that I need to be extra careful. Just because I already crossed the line with Shio, it didn't mean I should ignore the consequences that would certainly follow if I also committed to making Eguchi-sensei as one of my girls.

And like I said, we still have more than two years. There's no rush.

Ugh. Although I said that, I spent the next ten minutes only simulating various possible scenarios for when Eguchi-sensei finished and joined me in her living room.

I had even dismissed observing her place further. I sat down on a single sofa with its back turned to the door I entered from.

In my mind, rather than anticipate what kind of expression she'll be wearing when she appears, I'll leave it as a surprise and give her the chance to decide whether she should approach me while still affected by what I did earlier or straighten it up and face me with her usual countenance.

And so, time quickly passed and the sound of the opening door and her footsteps soon reached my ears. The fruity scent of the dishwashing liquid was still carried by her. It's pleasant to the nose.

Like I expected, she took a while before deciding to walk over.

I thought she was moving towards my back to get back at me but Eguchi-sensei only dropped her hand on my head and gently patted it with every stroke of her hand conveying her joy.

I raised my gaze and as I expected, she was having a blast doing that.

"Uh. Sensei?"

Upon matching my gaze, the woman tried to straighten up her expression but to no avail.

A few seconds later, Eguchi-sensei retreated and passed by my side before continuing to the TV rack.

I watched her open one of the cabinets and took out something from inside it.

Somehow, because she had to bend forward before eventually squatting to reach into it, I got treated by the view of her plump behind. It's round and bouncy, to say the least. And since I already felt it before, I couldn't help but recall the sensation.

Really, my perversion doesn't pick the time and place…

"I forgot to tell you. The remote of the TV is here." Eguchi-sensei said as she stood up and turned her television on before turning around to show it to me.

She had a wry smile on her lips as if she considered that a blunder. No. She most likely does think that it is… I spent the time just sitting here, after all. But then again, it's also her way to escape from explaining what she just did.

What am I to do? I let her get away with it.

"It's fine, sensei. I'm not bored just sitting here waiting for you."

"You…" Flattered by it, Eguchi-sensei covered her mouth, perhaps to prevent herself from gasping in amazement.

How much more could she restrain herself, I wonder?

With the sound of the variety show on the TV becoming the background noise in the room, Eguchi-sensei swerved in her steps and went to sit down on her long couch.

As she tried her best not to look at me and pretended to focus on the show, I took that chance to stand up and approach her.

At the moment, Eguchi-sensei wasn't wearing the office suit that she paired with her white short-sleeved buttoned shirt. Her skirt was also loosened up a bit to give her mobility. Since she has dark-colored stockings on, nothing could really be seen from her bare feet up.

Nonetheless, in my eyes, she's alluring enough that I couldn't help myself but admire her appearance.

As I eventually sat down next to her, I raised a certain question to the woman. "Sensei, can I give you a massage?"

Yeah. While it came out of nowhere, it's still backed by the result of non-perverted observation.

Her shoulders appeared a little unnatural even when she was relaxing. Perhaps tired from writing a lot or doing things that made her exert her strength through her arms. Or maybe it's the result of carrying her very bountiful front, who knows?

Like I expected, Eguchi could only look at me in surprise, not knowing how to answer.

"Massage, Onoda-kun?"

That's all she could reply.

I nodded and explained to her my reasoning at the same time as my hand landed on her shoulder. "This looked tense and tired at the same time, sensei."

Closing my grip on it and exerting little force, Eguchi-sensei instantly grimaced followed by a sudden jolt in her arm. "How is that?"

Knowing that she couldn't get away from saying that it was nothing, Eguchi-sensei could only lower her head, silently agreeing with me.

"Well then, excuse me, sensei." I smiled and started positioning myself.

However, instead of asking her to turn her back to me or lie down on her stomach, I climbed up the couch and squeezed in behind her.

Eguchi-sensei was about to slide off the edge when my hands dropped on her shoulders, keeping her in place. Furthermore, my legs gradually clutched her sides, locking her completely.

"Leave this to me, sensei. You can relax." Along with that whisper, I had her rest her back on me.

Contrary to what I said, Eguchi-sensei became stiff instead as she replied in a soft, cracking voice, "Onoda-kun, I don't know if it's possible to relax… You're too close…"

"Am I? I'm sorry but this is necessary."

"Necessary. How?"

"Let's see… It's necessary for this…" While considering her current stiffness, I slowly let my hands slide down from her shoulders. And after making sure that she was watching, I did the same thing as earlier, hugging her completely. "After massaging you, I'm planning to ask for this as my reward, sensei."

Saying that in a very sensual tone, the stiffness on her body immediately got dispelled as Eguchi-sensei looked up at me with a complicated expression. Part of it was her clear joy upon hearing it while the other was reluctance.

"Onoda-kun, are you sure that's what you want? Embracing me…" Her parted lips were shaking.

If I had to guess, that question was possibly her last line of defense. If I answered yes here, she's going to stop questioning our current situation. And answering no wasn't an option. It's either that or choosing not to answer which she could interpret as my hesitation.

Naturally, I didn't need a lot of time to decide.

At the same time as my arms fully enclosed her, I pressed my lips at the area below her ear and endearingly whispered, "Yes, sensei. If it's a one-time reward, I'll choose to hold you like this."