SSS Ranked Taboo Student

The sun had gone dim, inclined to the west as it shined warmly upon the water fountain. Its fading light spread across the lawn when he arrived.

Just across the driveway of his house, a lady with a briefcase in her hand stood with professional composure, appearing piqued as she cast her gaze upon the many features of the estate.

Slender, auburn hair and a promising tea body shape.

'She does have good taste.'

Complimenting the Provost's taste in women, Max silently approached the lady, to which she soon tilted towards him upon hearing his footsteps.

She spoke first, their eyes meeting.

"Good evening, sir. Are you Mister Max by any chance?"

"Yes," Max responded as he came to a halt.

"Very well. I would like you to place your thumb on this box in order to confirm your identity and also unlock its content."

She spoke frankly, raising up the briefcase to show him the inbuilt fingerprint scanner it had.

Lifting his thumb, Max placed it on the scanner and quietly waited for a brief second.

Click!

A soft click of mechanism being released rang in the air, at which Max withdrew his thumb and the lady nodded before parting open the box.

Gleaming sharply under the fading evening sun, the contents of the briefcase were revealed: a star insignia centred by a tiny glimmering diamond and a plain dark gold card next to it.

'What a sight.'

Looking more closely, Max realised that platinum star was far worth than the tiny diamond which would cost about two hundred dollars.

"The insignia is equipped with a built-in GPS tracker and an integrated camera. Access to the recorded data is restricted solely to you and can be retrieved by removing its secure chip, allowing you to provide evidence when necessary."

The lady suddenly said, her voice carrying strict professionalism as her cold eyes seemed to observe his expression before nodding.

"Never take it off during field lessons," she further added, making Max realize the gravity of the training Elites go through.

"Okay." He responded nonchalantly, confident in his ability to survive.

Seemingly disappointed by his reaction, the lady appeared piteous for a slight moment and resumed her formal look.

"The card can be used to check your S points and also access your practical lesson class, extending to other uses… Always have it close by."

Click!

She closed the briefcase and handed it over to him.

"Thanks."

Max proceeded to take it from her.

"I was asked to send you my room design outline. However, I don't have it with me at the moment.

Anything ash/gray with a mix of black should be okay. The structure is up to you," Max explained, earning an understood nod from the lady.

Apparently, they were done and Max was about to turn and walk away when the lady spoke up once more with strict professionalism.

"I was ordered to serve your other needs if you wanted anything extra."

'Huh?'

Max halted, his expression intrigued, showing he was caught off guard.

'How thoughtful of her.'

"The Provost?" he turned to say after a brief silent pause.

To his words, the lady said no word but stood there, her silence confirming his assumption.

Even after his sex-athon with Talia, Max was slightly turned on by the prospect, despite his sexual desires being almost a hundred percent satisfied at the moment.

His eyes lingered on the lady's waist to her chest, her suit hiding everything except her neckline. For a moment Max was about to decline but then had an epiphany on what to do.

And at this thought, his little big brother was beginning to transform.

His eyes briefly scanned the estate asphalt road and the two buildings at each side. With no sign of any incoming vehicle, he concluded that Talia would be in her room at the moment. When he glanced at the other duplex, he saw that most of the windows were open but with no one in sight.

'Extra service uh?'

"Unbutton your jacket."

Max said to the lady, his cold nonchalant eyes glinting with thrill as he stepped forward.

In reaction, the lady jerked slightly in surprise upon seeing Max's unsettling eyes before biting her lips to hide her shame.

This was the Provost's order. Although she had no idea why her boss wanted to curry favour from such a young boy, she didn't dare disobey.

Acting with professionalism, the shame of having to open her jacket and unveil her portable twins before a sophomore was quietly discarded.

Feeling his lust being reignited, Max watched as she unbuttoned her jacket, then her dress shirt, revealing two moderate boobs that were hidden by a black lace bra.

'Quite the taste for someone who adheres so much to corporate rules.' Max thought, but his legs had begun to move. A second later there was barely five inches between them as he gazed into her eyes. Half a head taller, his lips curled into a smirk as he dropped the briefcase and placed his arm around her waist, while moving his other hand to slip her bra down.

She appeared to shiver when his thumb brushed past her pointed tips, but gritted her teeth and maintained eye contact.

This was just the beginning though.

In the broad sunset of the estate, Max began to massage her breasts and ass.

"Hmmm–" It only took the second brush of his thumb to break her defences. Tightly grabbing her ass, she further moaned.

"Hmmmm- Hmmmm- Hmmmmmmmm-" subtle sultry breaths that could pull the heartstrings of lust within any man. Max enjoyed the sultry lullaby for a while and then suddenly let go.

Before the lady could grasp the feeling of loss from the absence of his palm, she felt herself being lifted upward and subconsciously wrapped her legs around him. Her boobs pressed against his face and he gladly nibbled one of her pointed tips.

"Ahhh!" A sharp gasping moan echoed through the surrounding space, signalling the start of a poetic gesture.

It was until Max felt satisfied that he dropped her down and pulled out his thumping big member.

"A little extra needed here."