Stealing Spree

Hearing my straightforward answer, Eguchi-sensei closed her eyes and gradually relaxed in my arms. Although she didn't respond to what I said, the gesture was enough to convey her acceptance.

My arms gradually tightened, pulling her closer. I only stopped when I already felt her backside almost touching my crotch. It might not be hard yet but she'd really feel it when my blood pumped into it again. I mean. Just holding her like this was already making me a little excited, what more once I helped myself enjoying this moment holding her and inhaling her addicting fragrance.

In any case, I also didn't forget to do what I first told her. After a minute of just trying to get a feel of each other, I fixed my posture and loosened my crossed arms around her navel, refocusing them on her shoulders.

"Sensei, if it hurts, tell me. I might be a little rough with my hands." I warned her after I positioned my thumb and forefinger on the common pressure points on the shoulder part.

I'm still not an expert, of course. But ever since that day when I tried massaging Satsuki's legs, I started reading online articles about it and touched upon the basics. But that's all. In the end, my massages wouldn't beat a professional.

At least, I'm being consoled when my girls would genuinely say that they enjoyed it or that they feel good from the massage.

Hopefully, the same thing could happen with Eguchi-sensei. It'll be a waste to cut this moment short just because I sucked at giving a massage that I proudly offered.

Without opening her eyes or moving much, Eguchi-sensei replied, "It's fine. Your teacher is tough, Onoda-kun. My body is unlike most women's. But I must say, Maemura's figure is my ideal one."

Right. She's probably like Ayu. Trained her core. But by saying that Satsuki was her ideal image… she's probably signaling to me not to cross the line or she's just being honest. Or maybe both.

She has mountains while Satsuki has small mounds. Is she actually telling me that she doesn't like having a massive size?

Ugh… No. I better not read too much into it, yeah?

"That's great to hear. But if you're going to ask Satsuki, she's probably going to answer that she also wants to have the same figure as you; or specifically the chest part." I let out a giggle upon saying that.

Eguchi-sensei reacted to it by unconsciously lifting her hands and cupping her pairs of massive jugs.

From my point of view, even if they're still within the confines of her bra, they appeared bouncy and squishy at the same time. For sure, my hand would just sink in if ever I got the chance to hold them.

While I tried to imagine my Satsuki bearing the same size, Eguchi-sensei brought up a surprising question, "Do you like it big, Onoda-kun?"

Or maybe that's not surprising. I brought up the topic, after all.

Eguchi-sensei opened her eyes this time and moved her head to get a view of my face. She wouldn't settle for just hearing my answer, she clearly wanted to also watch my expression and confirm that I was being truthful with my preference.

"Uh. If I'm being honest, sensei… I don't care about the size. The most important thing for me is whether I like or love the girl or not. Although I admit that being drawn to the bounciness and perfectly round shape of them is inevitable at times. I apologize if my eyes sometimes wander to that, sensei."

Once again, I decided to answer with honesty. I even added an apology which was really not needed. I soon found out that it was a good decision though.

Eguchi-sensei looked a little proud at me for not being reserved with her question, "I appreciate the honesty, Onoda-kun."

After saying that Eguchi-sensei looked like words got stuck in her throat. She struggled for a moment before finally deciding to close her mouth and break eye contact with me.

This was just a guess but… it's possible that she's about to ask me if I wanted to touch them as a reward… I caught her eyes darting around my face, my hand on her shoulder and the bosom that she was still holding up.

Well, like earlier, I let it go and just continued with the massage.

At first, I did it so softly that Eguchi-sensei wasn't even reacting to it. But when my fingers started pressing on her pressure points and easing up the tension on them, her subdued pleasant voice started coming out.

Fortunately for her, it's being drowned by the sound coming from the television.

Still, little by little, Eguchi-sensei's body loosened up. Her stiffness eventually disappeared and it felt like we returned to yesterday when I also got to cuddle her.

If not for our current position, she probably might fall asleep from the sensation of relief brought about by my hands.

And when I concluded it around five minutes later, Eguchi-sensei couldn't help but snap open her eyes with a wondering expression. Even without forming words, I already understood what she wanted to ask.

Why did I stop?

"I finished the massage, sensei," I said while covering the smile on my lips.

"I-is that so? Great. I feel great. That's too effective, Onoda-kun"

Looking at how she almost got flustered again and the save she did by praising me, the laughter that I held back escaped my mouth.

And that resulted in Eguchi-sensei's rare pout.

"I'm glad it's effective. Now, I can finally get my reward…" Ignoring that rather adorable pout, my arms quickly found themselves wrapped around her navel again. And this time, instead of just hugging her tightly, I opened my palms and grabbed onto her.

Noticing that it was a different sensation from before, Eguchi-sensei couldn't help but look down at it.

But it was at this point that I noticed something changing about her.

While it's not as intense as before, the way she froze was reminiscent of her reaction when I first touched her.

It's a mix of fear and repulsion that her innards were probably churning inside.

Due to that, I quickly closed my hands into fists before checking on her condition.

She looked a little lost at first and it took almost a minute before she recovered.

When she did, her eyes instantly landed on me as an apologetic expression crept upon her face, "Onoda-kun… I'm sorry."

That's all she said before lowering her head again. Pressing her to explain what happened was clearly the wrong move here. That's why I decided to simply utter a 'No problem'.

A while later, Eguchi-sensei, who probably already covered, whispered to me, "That's unbecoming of me, Onoda-kun… I… I should've already been used by your touches. However, that seems to be not the case. That one in particular is…"

Looking at how she was a little reluctant to open up or explain what it was, I moved my head and gave her a firm nod, gesturing that it was fine if she withholds it for now.

Surprisingly, or not? My gesture actually became the trigger for her to open the dam holding off her emotions. Something she tried to keep hidden.

"… I felt uncomfortable from it. It reminded me of that time…"

Although I had no idea what she was referring to 'that time', I could put out a guess. This might be another reason why she's really averse to interacting with the opposite gender.

Even if I became an exception, she still has some reservations.

"Onoda-kun, what I'm about to tell you is part of my past that I wanted to forget… Even Sanae doesn't know about this…"

"I see. I'm flattered if sensei decides to trust me enough to tell me something you even kept from Orimura-sensei. But it's fine if you don't force yourself, sensei. I'll understand."

"No… I think you, especially you, have to know about this… If not, the same thing can happen when you touch me again."

"But I'm already touching you, sensei. Look, I'm even hugging you.

Obviously, I had long understood that it was not what she was referring to. Still, for clarity's sake, I had to do so. Because as much as she wanted to explain to me, I also wanted to fully understand what I would be dealing with.

"T-that's true but I'm referring to when you use your hand. Massage is fine but when I felt your hand settling down with the intention to feel me up, I remembered a not-so-pleasant memory." Eguchi-sensei frowned and placed her hand on my balled-up fist. Feeling the slight cold and shakiness from it, she's certainly trying to channel courage from me. Or if not that, she just wanted to convey that.

In any case… Not so pleasant memory, huh? Is it about the reason she hated raincloud? No… That was different. I'm sure of it. Because she doesn't appear melancholic this time… She's just a little freaked out as if she's remembering a traumatizing event or a terrifying event that she experienced before.

After hesitating for a moment, Eguchi-sensei gathered up her courage before staring straight into my eyes. If she was going to tell me that not-so-pleasant memory, she decided to do it while also watching how I will react to it.

To give her some sense of ease, I put on my best smile and opened up my fist before turning it around to properly receive her hand.

Naturally, I made sure that it was not going to trigger another unpleasant memory before filling the gaps between her fingers with mine.

A few seconds after that, Eguchi-sensei heaved a heavy sigh of relief before muttering a 'Thank you, Onoda-kun' as she began telling me that memory of her past.

"Uhm. Back when I was in the same year as you… I encountered a molester on a train…"

It was just the start but Eguchi-sensei's emotions were already surging. But looking into her eyes and noticing how clear it was, more than being afraid, I surmised that it simply made a mark on her that she continued carrying even until this day.

Well, I still have to hear everything from her to confirm that so… the only thing I could do for now was to listen while also becoming her source of courage by firmly holding her hand and securing her in my embrace.