126 An eye for talent

Ben strolled down the middle of the classroom over to the mature beauty, who was gazing at him with a solemn expression.

He couldn't help but once again scan her in appreciation. High heels with black leggings that exposed only a tiny crevice of thick thigh… Black professional skirt-suit combo with wide hips and a slim waist… White dress shirt peeking out the top that she couldn't manage to fully button; a happy consequence created by the massive cleavage stretching it out…

Ben glanced at her luscious curves stretching the fabric in all the right areas, and wondered, 'Where did she even buy clothes with such unnatural measurements?'