I didn't know why, but whenever Jason came close to me, my heart would start to race.

Especially when I recalled the fact that I imagined sleeping with him in the shower the previous night. I immediately felt embarrassed.

I looked at him and subconsciously lowered my gaze a little.

The sight made me gasp.

My husband had quite an above-average size, but at that moment, I felt that Jason's was even bigger.

Then his girlfriend would definitely be...

As soon as that thought came to mind, my body couldn't help but heat up again. But when I suddenly remembered that I was an elder and it was too perverted to have such a thought.

I looked somewhere else guiltily and said, "It was nothing."

Jason seemed to want to get to the bottom of things. "Mrs. Jackson, how can you say that it was nothing? I've been observing you the whole morning. I can feel that you're in a terrible mood."

His words made my heart race again.

But he was my son's classmate after all. The two of them were quite good friends, so it was normal for him to be concerned about me.

Therefore, I said, "It was really nothing."

Jason looked like he wasn't going to give up until he got an answer.

When he was walking towards me and I was backing away, I nearly fell.

In a fit of an emergency, I reached out and grabbed Jason's...

I felt my face turn redder than ever.

I awkwardly raised my head and looked at Jason. Due to the fact that I managed to grab his private part, I didn't fall.

"I'm so sorry..." I apologized and really wanted to dig myself a while and hide in it.

However, the touch just now proved my guess. Jason's size was really a lot bigger than my husband's.

I couldn't help but think, 'It would definitely feel great if I could have such a thing inside me."

Jason not only didn't mind but also began laughing. "We're not in the medieval times, Mrs. Jackson. It's alright."

I looked at him, feeling puzzled. He actually didn't seem embarrassed at all.

If I kept on being embarrassed, it would give away the fact that I had inappropriate thoughts.

I didn't know what came over me, but I actually asked Jason about men not having any desires.

When he found out that it was about me and my husband, he patted his shoulders and promised me that if I went to find him at the garage in the evening, he would teach me how to seduce my husband.

In the evening, I came to the garage and Jason was already waiting for me.

He threw me a bag and told me to get changed to whatever was in it.

I was stunned when I saw what was inside. There was a low-cut top, a miniskirt, and a pair of stockings.

How could I not feel embarrassed if I wore these in front of Jason?

Besides, we were all alone.

With that thought in mind, my heart raced. 'What does he want to do with me?'

Jason thought that I wasn't willing to try the outfit out and coaxed me. "Mrs. Jackson, don't you want to give Mr. Jackson a surprise? Only men know what other men want."

When I forced myself to get changed, I placed one hand over my chest as I walked out and looked expectantly at Jason.

He told me to put my hand down.

I did as I was told and without my hand to cover things, my chest looked even bigger.

There was a mixture of shyness and proudness in my eyes as I looked away. Ever since I had children, my busty chest became even bigger.

Jason was clearly shocked. "I especially bought an S-size because your clothes always fully cover yourself. I didn't expect..."

"However..." Jason's voice suddenly changed. "It's actually a good thing. It gives a sense of bound abstinence. This is what we want, not to give anything away too straightforwardly."

I raised my head to look at Jason. When I heard that he had his eyes on me most of the time, I blushed a little.

'Does that mean I am still quite attractive, right?' I wondered.

His words caused me to feel aroused. I really wanted someone to touch me and love me.

Jason, on the other hand, was sizing me up seriously. He then frowned a little.

Soon, he seemed to have found the reason why he felt something wasn't right and shook his head. "The skirt still isn't short enough. Mrs. Jackson, pull your skirt up a little."

I pulled my skirt up and I felt a cool breeze between my thighs. This caused my desires to intensify.

'Will Jason be attracted to me?' I wondered.

Jason was staring at the lower half of my body, but then he suddenly took his top off and revealed his muscular figure as he walked towards me.

'Wait, what is he doing?'

I began to feel nervous. I couldn't help but swallow when I thought of his muscular figure.

What I didn't expect was that Jason said, "It's so hot in here!"

After that, he continued to size me up and down and nodding.

Jason suddenly reached out and squeezed my butt a couple of times.

My face turned red immediately.

"Jason, what are you doing?"

My heart began to race and I was actually a little looking forward to his answer.

"This part is very sexy as well and has a springy touch," Jason said seriously.

He seemed to have gotten his answer and quickly removed his hand.

I was actually a little disappointed deep down. 'Could it be that I'm still not attractive enough?'

While I was feeling disappointed, Jason scratched his head and mumbled, "Everything looks fine. But why do I still feel that something's missing?"

"What's missing?" I asked subconsciously.

'Is it because something's missing that he's not interested in an attractive woman like me?'

Jason suddenly clapped his hands as if realizing something. "How could I have forgotten something so important? It's a must for women! Black high heels!"

With that, he took out a pair of high heels and promised, "Mrs. Jackson, put these on. These are the perfect bait for men. No man can refuse your current look!"

He sounded quite proud. "I promise you that Mr. Jackson will want to do it with you three times a night."

I didn't expect Jason to be so straightforward. He sounded quite serious and not perverted at all.

I was excited and expectant, and couldn't wait to put the high heels on.

It had been quite a while since I wore shores with heels, so while I was walking, I stumbled and bumped into Jason.

What was more awkward was that when we fell, his face became buried in my chest.

I quickly wanted to stand back up, but Jason pinned me back down.