Evolutionary Psychology

His bold words echoed in the confined space, and the women stared at him with uneasy, judgmental gazed.

At first, he looked civil and composed, but apparently, even gentlemen have their expiration dates.

Some of them rolled their eyes in unison, it was practically a synchronized performance.

However-

None of them said anything; after all, it was still Maya's choice whether to agree to such a blatant request.

If they were honest with themselves, they couldn't deny he was attractive, and some of them wouldn't have minded if he ended up under their sheets—hypothetically, of course.

What stung more was that he chose to ask Maya first, leaving them silently questioning whether he saw her as far more attractive than the rest of them.

Their egos took a big hit.

She glanced at the others, feeling embarrassed about the thought of doing something with so many people around. But then again, they weren't exactly in a position to be picky.

"A--Are you okay with me? I don't have any experience yet." she stumbled, not resisting the idea.

When the others heard it, they immediately assumed that Maya also felt something for him, and his value as a man skyrocketed, like a rare gem suddenly placed in the spotlight.

He half-expected their reaction.

After all, he was a psychology major and read about an interesting concept: the idea that women often find men more attractive when they're sought after.

It was a phenomenon he came across during one of his late-night study sessions, and now, he couldn't help but notice it playing out right in front of him.

Essentially, when a person saw that someone else was interested in a potential partner, it triggered feelings of increased desirability. This can be linked to evolutionary psychology.

Using this momentum, he grabbed her arm and asked her to wait.

He then stacked the crates to create a division between the common area and their space, draping a blanket as a curtain. This way, they could have some privacy.

The other women could only roll their eyes, marveling at how a man could think so quickly when it came to this kind of stuff. 

It was like they were wired to double their IQ in these moments, maybe thanks to the adrenaline and dopamine coursing through their two heads.

Regardless, it just proved that men could turn into geniuses when absolutely necessary. 

Zayn ignored their judgmental gazed and then asked Maya to step onto the crates so they could get some alone time on the other side. 

Those who got left behind gulped, their imaginations running wild.

They couldn't help but wonder what it would be like, and before long, they retreated to their own blankets.

Who knows what was going on behind those makeshift curtains.

"IT'S SO BIG. THAT WON'T FIT ME !!!" Maya exclaimed.

Mika, the high school teacher, could no longer take it.

Being someone who was supposed to guide students down the right path, she found all of this too much to handle.

She tried to stand up to stop it, but Hanna grabbed her hand, holding her back.

"I need to stop it!" Mika reasoned, though her tone was low. 

"Why? Both of them are of legal age and it's consensual, you don't really have the right," Hanna pointed out.

Mika was speechless. She turned to the other women around her age, hoping for support, but none of them backed her up.

In the end, she was forced to sit back, defeated, realizing she was alone in her frustration. 

Hanna, seeing Mika's dejected face patted her shoulder gently.

"Ma'am, I know you used to be a teacher, but none of those things matter here," 

"But..." Mika tried to reason, but before she could say anything, a cry of pain from behind the curtains cut her off.

It quickly turned into moans of pleasure, and everyone couldn't help but blush, flustered by how loud it was. 

Then, what followed was the sound of metal being pounded in an upbeat rhythm, accompanied by her moans that showed just how much pleasure she was experiencing.