Transmigrated into the Most Hated Scum. My Wives are Plentiful!

"Good day class," Hera started calmly.

Her voice sounded professional, and her face appeared serious but warm; a kind of poise for work.

She was clad in a knee length leaf green dress. The upper half was a button up that reached a turtle neck. Although it was a bit loose, it hugged her proportions just enough.

Her blonde hair was let pouring down.

This woman…. Koul exhaled softly.

His eyes seemed tired and his expression was calm but deep within, he was surprised.

She planned on coming here to work? Or did she normally work here? He thought.

I don't think so, Kanstiv would've told me. She probably started working here after I said I was coming here.

Sigh. So this is where she was while we were looking for her.

"Wow! That's a beauty I haven't seen in so long!"

Koul's brow twitched at the comment. He rubbed his brows together, feeling a headache from the eyes that scrutinized Hera's appearance.

They gawked dreamingly at her and whispered lustful praises.

"Shouldn't we consider ourselves blessed to have this literal goddess as our professor?"

"We really should. Just look at her."

"I wonder if she's married."

"The probability is low. Sexy women like her don't like being trapped by marriage."

"True. We might have a chance."

A soft sigh escaped Koul. He was a bit displeased but on a second thought, he waved them off.

They can leer at her all they want, but she's mine. They can only gawk while I can touch.

Hera introduced herself as a counselor, one who would help students struggling with magical burnout, trauma, pressure and so on.

She announced stuff about the lectures commencing tomorrow. She also talked about her not being the only teacher for this class, which elicited a lot of grumbling noise of disappointment.

She also said if any of the students had any questions or problems, they could find her or other professors.

"Then, that will be all for today. Explore the school and become familiar with things before we commence tomorrow. All necessary information will be announced."

She smiled warmly and turned to leave. Just before she fully exited, she locked eyes with Koul and smiled a little.

While Koul briefly maintained his eyes on her, he dragged it over to her loaves as she walked out.

"She's hot!"

"She looks so plump! I bet she'll get all squishy like a pillow when she's hugged."

"Imagining it alone is bliss."

The lustful comments trailed out once again.

The female in the classroom had a disapproving look on their faces. They were clearly not in support of the male students' comments.

While a minority of the female students seemed jealous.

Sigh! You got both the boys and girls on your issue. The woman you are, Hera.

Everyone started exiting the classroom. They went out in duos and trios, conversing as they left.

Some shot Koul a look of disgust, some, irritation as they passed by. But Koul didn't mind. He didn't care.

He simply yawned lazily, thinking about his own issues that would rise at night when the judges would summon him.

I said three days but I didn't know three days would come by so quickly.

Still…. He gazed out the window. To have your wife as your professor is…. something.

Koul left the class like everyone else. He strolled down to the teachers' lounge and looked around for Hera's office.

It was easier to find than he thought.

Just on the door to the office, the professor's name tag was plastered to it.

Koul's eyes lingered on the name ' Professor Hera' for a while. He felt a bit upset that she didn't use his family name.

As his wife, she should be under his name. Using only one name would immediately tell everyone she was a commoner.

But on deeper thought, he realized she must've been thinking about him and herself.

If she was to use Koul's name, she probably wouldn't have been able to even get this job. And she would be shamed just for being his wife.

He also thought since she was aware he was coming here, she didn't use his name because she didn't want to complicate things for him.

Dissatisfaction bubbled inside Koul's chest. He wondered solemnly when he would be able to give his wives a better life. A life where they wouldn't have to worry about anything and just do whatever they wanted.

With a soft sigh, he knocked on the door before pushing it open to enter.

"Yes, student?" Hera said from the inside, rising to welcome the student.

But when she met eyes with Koul, she was momentarily surprised he came. Then she ran forward and wrapped him in a hug.

"My king," she said softly, nuzzling her head against his.

She was so happy and belated. But when she pulled away and saw how quiet Koul was, her happiness disappeared.

Koul's face was stern. The air around him was cold which made Hera skeptical.

"So this is what you were up to?" He questioned.

Although his voice was calm, it lacked the usual warmth he spoke to his wives with.

"Ah.. I.. I just wanted to s-su-surprise you," Hera stammered.

Her body trembled lightly, thinking she had made a grave mistake.

The once bright atmosphere had now turned dark.

"Surprise? By acting on your own and not informing me of anything? Do you know how worried I was when I realized you weren't home and didn't know where you could have gone?"

His tone was harsh.

He stepped forward to approach her, but Hera stepped back, quivering.

"I..I," she stammered, unable to form any words to defend herself.

When Koul reached her, he raised his hand to push aside her hair so as to have a better view of her face. But Hera flinched.

She snapped her hands up to cover herself as she curled away.

Koul's hand hung mid-air. He sighed and retracted it.

"What are you doing? Why will you think I'll ever raise my hands on you?"

He turned around, pulled a chair from beside the desk in the office and plopped down comfortably.

"I-I'm so-rry."

Her voice was barely audible.

Koul lifted his gaze up at her. His eyes were soft, but most importantly, tired.

"Why do you remain there? Is this how you'll greet your husband?"

Hera slowly stepped forward, stopping just in front of Koul.

Her hands were fisted and hovering lightly over her chest. She was still a bit skeptical.

Koul placed his hands over her loaves and took a good squeeze.

"Hmm," he moaned softly.

His face was hovering against Hera's precious pot as he squeezed and massaged her loaves.

After some moments, he sat her down on his laps.

Since the gown was too tight to open fully for Hera to sit wide legged on Koul, Koul pulled the gown up to her waist.

He revealed her pink laced undies.

He pushed her into himself so that her body was almost buried into him. His face rested on her breasts and his hands worked on her backside.

"So soft," he muttered as he continued squeezing.

Hera squeezed her eyes shut. Her face was turning red and flushed from all the actions.

She bit her lips, trying not to moan.

"Show me your breasts," Koul demanded sternly.

"Ahn~"

She undid the buttons, and her breasts came bouncing on Koul's face. They still remained bound by the cloth but they puffed out, glossy and pale.

Koul dug his face into them. He licked and sucked on her cleavages, leaving marks.

"Angh~ please…" Hera moaned.

Her chest was arched forward with her head thrown back. Her breathing had become heavy and her big chest kept mounting and falling.

Heat seared through her body, causing her to turn pink all over.

As Koul sucked and licked while massaging her loaves, voices and footsteps from the outside hit their ears. They seemed to be coming directly toward Hera's office.

The hazy lust that flooded Hera's mind wiped clear instantly.

She pulled back, pushing Koul's head away from her.

"We can't!" She whimpered.

She hastily buttoned back her clothes, adjusting herself. But this angered Koul.

"I didn't say you could put them back, did I?" He questioned, referring to her breasts.

Hera's body tensed. She was overridden with nervousness.

On one side were the students coming to her office and on the other, was her angry husband.

Koul removed one hand from her loaves and grabbed one of her breasts through the cloth. He squeezed tightly, drawing a soft moan from Hera who trembled.

"Whose are these?" He asked.

"Ngh~ Ah~"

Koul squeezed again, rubbing his thumb over her nipple to get her stimulated.

"I asked who owns these?"

"You… hngh~.. they're yours."

"Good. Now bring them out."