Nancy felt a little embarrassed, she scratched her head and said softly, "I'm sorry, Teacher Blanche, that wasn't what I meant."

"I'm the one who should apologize!"

Blanche immediately said with full sincerity, "I know any explanation would sound hollow, but I don't want to keep anything from you."

"I know!"

Nancy actually said, "That womanizer brother-in-law of mine... I should have known what he's really like..."

Seeing the two of them being polite to each other, this unexpected test of a crisis had already been defused. Luis, overwhelmed by lust, immediately embraced his ethereal sister-in-law and sat down together on the sofa.

Then he crouched in front of her and brought his cock close to her face. Already spent, his semi-hard penis was still slick with semen, pressing against her lips.

The ethereal sister-in-law, after all, was thin-skinned and proud. She immediately turned her face away, letting the cock rub against her delicate cheek.

With a mix of disgust, jealousy, and a coquettish tone, she said, "No way, that was a footjob earlier, how gross."

If they were alone, the ethereal sister-in-law, already deeply in love, would have obediently taken it into her mouth, using her little mouth to clean up afterwards.

But with Blanche standing right there, her pride kicked in again, and there was nothing to be done. Just as Luis was about to give up, Blanche suddenly approached with a playful smile and hugged Nancy from the side.

The ethereal sister-in-law shuddered all over, saying with some embarrassment, "Teacher Blanche, what are you doing!"

"Now you're the senior one, I'm the junior. Of course I'm here to serve you both."

Blanche said, looking directly at her, her voice softening, "Nancy, I hope to gain your approval. I don't want to ruin our friendship of so many years."

"Teacher Blanche, I... I'm not angry..."

The moment she softened, the ethereal sister-in-law actually felt even more embarrassed.

Her proud temperament was the kind that yielded to softness, not hardness. Blanche had long since figured out the personalities of these three campus beauties. With her extremely high emotional and intellectual intelligence, she knew exactly how to resolve the awkwardness at a time like this.

"It's only right for you to be angry. It really is my fault."

Blanche leaned closer and closer, her tone growing even more humble. She gently cupped Nancy's face in her hands and said softly, "Nancy, please don't blame me. Give me a chance, okay."

"W...what chance..."

"Give me a chance to be with you both. I care for you, and I care for him too..."

Blanche looked straight into her eyes, her expression utterly sincere as she said, "You don't have many friends. After studying, you didn't keep in touch with classmates. I know you've always seen me, your teacher, as your only friend."

"I get along well with everyone. I seem to have good relationships with all sorts of people, but the friend I truly care about is only you."

This sudden emotional outpouring moved Nancy deeply. She said, a bit nervously, "Alright, teacher, I'm not angry. I know my brother-in-law is a womanizer."

"If you can see something in him, it proves he has his qualities too. You know all about my relationship with him. Honestly, I have no right to blame you at all."

Blanche smiled as she looked at her, then said quietly, "So you don't blame me anymore?"

"I don't!"

Nancy looked back at Luis, pouting her little mouth, then said with jealousy, "I blame this womanizer. I don't even dare think what would happen if my sister ever caught us. Would I just die of shame afterwards."

The atmosphere finally lost its awkwardness. Blanche gave a soft, charming smile, suddenly cupped Nancy's face, and fiercely kissed her.

"Wh... Teacher, stop fooling around!"

"Be good, close your eyes!"

"No, teacher, stop messing around. It's almost time to start work here."

"Then you behave yourself. Your teacher is the junior now, she has to serve you well."

Nancy ultimately had no strength to resist. Closing her eyes, she felt utterly ashamed and terribly nervous. Her homosexual inclinations had not been awakened.

Going from initial sexual to where she was now was already no easy feat. Being with Luis had stirred deep emotions in her, which was a massive change for someone like her.

She didn't have those kinds of preferences yet, so when Blanche made such intimate moves now, it was less about acceptance and more about being scared out of her wits.

Blanche gently kissed her face, licking the fine traces of semen from her skin, whispering with emotion, "Nancy, I'm not a lesbian either. I just beg you to accept me. Please don't blame me..."

"Teacher, I don't blame you..."

With her eyes closed, Nancy said emotionally, "All these years, you're the only one I've considered a friend."

She thought licking the semen from her face would be enough as a pledge, but Blanche's kisses continued downward. Ignoring Nancy's panicked attempts to stop her, she kissed her neck and moved to her chest.

Licking the semen from her snow-white breasts, then sucking on her equally sensitive nipples.

Nancy was so panicked she was nearly driven mad, but Blanche held her tightly, pleading pitifully, "Don't push me away, please. I don't know how else to apologize..."

"This might seem a bit vulgar, but I just hope you'll accept me. Even if you think your teacher is a pervert..."

These words struck Nancy like a thunderbolt. She gasped heavily, "Teacher... You don't have to do this. I really don't blame you."

In her impression, this teacher was probably the purest person in their entire circle. She had excellent relationships and an extensive network, never lacking suitors.

But for her daughter's sake, she had maintained a single lifestyle, spending day and night figuring out how to make money, both increasing income and cutting expenses in ways that left many in awe.

Some loose women changed sugar daddies three times in a year of study, but Teacher Blanche had never been with a man from start to finish, nor had any scandals.

"I don't want my daughter to suffer. Why should I have to serve some old man?"

Utterly realistic, yet astonishingly resilient, Blanche was an idol the girls both didn't quite understand and deeply admired during their restless adolescence.

This always strong Teacher Blanche had actually humbled herself to such an extent for a man, ingratiating herself like a mother animal grooming its young.

Nancy pushed at her head with both hands, unable to stop trembling as she asked, "Teacher Blanche, is this really necessary... Please, stop this, okay!"

"It is necessary!"

Blanche declared solemnly, "Nancy, I know I acted despicably this once. We fell for the same man, our relationship is so improper, but the fault is always mine."

"I don't want any rift between you because of me. Even if he treats me as a plaything... You're not a child anymore. Surely you know how much this womanizer loves you?"

"Even if he goes off to fuck other women behind your back, his affection always remains with you. Teacher is so jealous, but there's nothing to be done..."

These words were extremely emotionally stirring, and could be called a divine intervention, perfectly tailored for Nancy.

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