
Ow hell! Black stockings, smooth white feet like soft cream; Wilson was completely speechless by the sight before him. Standing at the office door, he opened his mouth wide and fell silent there.
"I-i-ini... Nidya wears stockings? How can I come at this moment?"
Unintentionally seeing this scene, Wilson's mind instantly went blank, leaving him at a loss as to what to do next.
"Ah... Wilson... You.. you're here.wait a minute, can you come out for a second..."
Hearing the knocking sound, Nidya turned her head and saw Wilson frozen at the office door. He immediately turned and asked her to temporarily leave the room.
"Ah? Oh..."
Tight, Wilson's heartbeat quickened, and nervously licked his dry lips before hurriedly retreating from the office door.
"I never expected.Nidya's legs, not only look beautiful when wearing stockings..even without stockings, they are very white... especially in a half-attached state..."
During his three years in high school, Nidya, their homeroom teacher, has always been an amazing sight with her beautiful black-toked legs in English classes. However, Wilson had never seen Nidya in this position, with her head hanging and bent over to put on stockings. View of half stockings attached
it adds a seductive charm, and its smooth, stockless legs look alluring like porcelain dolls.
"Today was really lucky.although in an unfortunate situation, there was still a little bit of kindness. Even if he scolds me like a dog later, I will accept it! Hehe..."
After a little calm, Wilson was overjoyed. After all, Nidya, their homeroom teacher, was considered a goddess in the eyes of all the male students in the school, and even many male teachers were fighting for her. Nidya's pair of beautiful black stocking legs has caused envy among many female students and teachers, leaving many male students and teachers unable to resist stealing glances...
"Ah... If only I could not only see but also touch Nidya's black stocked feet, it would be so much fun."
It is natural for teenage boys to have certain desires in mind. However, as soon as this evil thought thrilling Wilson's mind, he shook his head violently as he thought of Nidya's serious and stern expression, sighing, "Better not... if Nidya was as angry and resolute as Old Man Kamto, it would be much scarier..."
While Wilson was silent in the daydream outside the office, Nidya inside the office felt guilty and flushed as she hastily re-raised her rudimentary stockings.
"Oh my God.. Why am I so careless today? I didn't even make sure the office door was closed properly. Now, it has been seen by Wilson.although my stock is not very tempting... How can I speak well to Wilson later?"
Her face flushed red, Nidya had never changed stockings in front of a man before. Although the stockings were not considered underwear, in Nidya's pure heart had embedded a concept, making her feel as if her privacy had been compromised by Wilson. Wilson is not entirely to blame.
"All right, let's pretend this never happened... Yep! That's how it's just changing stockings. I called Wilson here to discuss the progress of his studies in the following month ahead of the national exam..."
As her emotions subsided, she tidied up her mind, Nidya cleared her throat and called out to the outside of the office, "Wilson, you can come in now."
"Mrs Nidya. I'm sorry, I didn't know the door wasn't closed yet..."
Upon entering the office, Wilson could not help but look at the black feet wrapped in socks belonging to Nidya, their homeroom teacher. Sensing a lustful look from Wilson, Nidya quickly pulled her foot into the table and pretended to look serious while saying, "It's okay, Wilson... I did call you here to discuss your remedial schedule ahead of the final exam which is only a month away."
"Repedial schedule? Miss Nidya, did you call me... Not because of the report Kamto made about me?"
Wilson was a bit surprised because he was ready to receive a scolding from Bu Nidya. However, based on the current situation, although Bu Nidya still looked serious, there were no signs of anger.
"Hm! Kamto told me about the incident this morning... But that does not mean you are innocent, even according to Kamto, you have an extraordinary talent in memorization. Why do you refuse to study? If you're willing to study well, will your grades be this bad?"
Pointing to Wilson's report card on the desk, Ms. Nidya, the homeroom teacher, said in frustration, "Mom really can't understand. You can get into the best high school in the first year, that means your grades are good. But later... You wasted three years of your high school, spending time at the cafe playing games... How will your grades improve if you don't spend time studying?"
"Mother Nidya, I've actually put a lot of effort into studying, and this time during the final quality exam, I definitely..."
Wilson was shocked because the old man, Kamto, did not complain to Bu Nidya about the situation. However, facing Nidya's doubts, Wilson also wanted to convey his current position and condition. He believes that he will be able to score well in the upcoming final quality test.
However, Nidya considers Wilson still using reason and avoids learning problems. He immediately cut it off and said, "Well, Wilson, it's less than two months away until the national exam. I'm sure you can catch up... Here are some remedial plans that I have prepared based on your situation. Take a look..."
"Makeover plan? Miss Nidya, this is... This is a special remedial plan made just for me?"
Looking at the outline of the English remedial written neatly on the table, Wilson suddenly felt moved in his heart. It turned out that Bu Nidya called him to the office not to nag or criticize him, but rather to deliberately make a special English remedial plan for him.
When everyone considers him a failed and hopeless student, only his homeroom teacher, Nidya, does not give up on him and is still looking for ways to help improve his grades. How could Wilson not be filled to see a remedial plan clearly aimed at him?
While feeling touched, Wilson also felt extremely guilty in his heart. Ms. Nidya was so kind to help him, and she instead thought of her beautiful legs wrapped around socks...