Secrets Between Me and My Son's Hot Classmate

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.