Chapter 1013 You Look So Beautiful
"Kevin, why are you eating so fast? It's not good for your stomach to eat quickly," Audrey raised her head to see Kevin staring at her thigh, pursing her lips with a smile. She knowingly extended one leg clad in silk stockings towards Kevin, softly asking, "I bought this a few days ago while shopping. Do you like it?"
"It's beautiful, too beautiful," gazing at the full and balanced silk-clad thigh before him, Kevin couldn't help but swallow, instinctively nodding in approval. While most women preferred black stockings for their slimming effect, Kevin believed that flesh-toned silk held a special allure, enhancing the grace of a woman's legs.
Audrey's pair of stunning legs was nothing short of perfection. Her thighs were full and voluptuous, tapering down to slim and straight calves, perfectly proportioned in every way. In Kevin's acquaintance, only Kimberly's alluring long legs could rival Audrey's. Though his godmother Grace boasted longer and curvier legs, they exhibited a more muscular and robust build, lacking the softness characteristic of Asian women. Alissa's legs were too plump, Evelyn's too short, and the rest of the women’s legs varied in perfection, making it difficult to award full marks.
Observing Kevin's enraptured expression, Audrey couldn't help but feel a twinge of delight. Initially, she hadn't been fond of wearing stockings, finding the layer on her thighs uncomfortable. With her perfectly curved legs and flawless skin, she saw no need to conceal anything. Except when wearing jeans, she spent the entire summer flaunting her bare, snow-white thighs. She also harbored a biased view against women who wore stockings, feeling it made them appear less serious.
However, after a summer visit to Starhaven, Audrey's perspective underwent a transformation. Women there exhibited a level of openness far beyond the mainland. Regardless of their physical appearance, their outfits were daring and fashion-forward. The diversity in dress styles and elaborate stockings—ranging from black, white, nude, sheer, purple, gray, short, medium, long, pantyhose, suspenders, bodystockings, and fishnet stockings—impressed Audrey. The various materials like nylon, opaque, velvet, ultra-thin velvet, combed cotton, silk cotton, and crystal silk added another layer of allure. The countless combinations with dresses and shoes left Audrey in awe, gradually altering her outdated notions. She found that wearing stockings didn't signify anything consequential. It was merely an expression of a woman's love for beauty, unrelated to decency. Moreover, most men found stockings irresistible.
Upon her return to the city, Audrey decided to experiment with a few pairs of stockings. Feeling rather pleased with herself, the sheer, flesh-toned silk stockings she wore that day were her favorite—a high level of transparency, delicate texture, and excellent stretch made them comfortable. The stockings felt barely noticeable when worn, except during vigorous activity. The most significant factor being Kevin's evident appreciation. Since donning them at home earlier, his eyes had remained fixated on her thighs, a shift from his usual gaze fixed on her chest. It seemed stockings not only captivated men but also left a lasting impression on them.
Seeing Kevin salivating, hesitant to touch but clearly eager, Audrey couldn't help but chuckle and remark, "Look at you. Is it that serious? It's just a pair of stockings. If you want to touch, go ahead, but be gentle, don't snag them."
"Alright, I got it, sis," a burst of excitement urged Kevin to gently stroke Audrey's silk-clad thigh. The exquisite sensation transmitted through his palm was sheer bliss as he caressed her through the delicate material. Touching his cousin's leg through the sheer stockings felt incredibly delightful. Gently exploring her smooth, silk-clad thigh, Kevin's abdomen grew hot, his arousal mounting quickly. Unable to resist, he pressed his throbbing manhood against her calf, relishing in the tantalizing friction, on the brink of climax.
"Oh my, what are you doing? Let go quickly, don't let anyone see," Audrey softly chided, feeling the ticklish sensation where he touched, retracting her leg back, blushing coyly. Glancing at Kevin, she playfully bit her lip and said, "This isn’t the place; let's wait until later."
"Sis, why are you still waiting? I'm about to burst." Disheartened, it had been nearly two hours since Audrey's return, and Kevin hadn't even touched her hand. The brief touch on her thigh hadn't been satisfying, only to be told to wait until they got back home. It seemed as though Audrey was purposefully teasing him, withholding her touch.
"Well, it has to wait until we get back," Audrey responded languidly, still enjoying her meal. She was aware of Kevin's eagerness for intimacy but wanted to temper his impatience, not giving in to his desires at his every whim. Even if Kevin were quick, it would still take around ten minutes, followed by the time needed to tidy up afterwards. Time was too tight, even though she'd return soon, most likely within an hour. She advised Kevin to return home and rest.
Watching Audrey walk away, Kevin felt blood boiling in frustration. Why was it so challenging to be with Audrey intimately? It had been an unlucky day. Dejected, he returned to his room, unable to sleep. He scrolled through videos on his phone, eagerly awaiting Audrey's return. But as drowsiness crept in, he yawned and found himself drifting into a deep slumber.
In a daze, he heard someone calling his name in his dreams. Opening his eyes, he saw Audrey standing at the bedside, dressed only in her upper body, holding her ample, snow-white bosoms. Her lower half adorned with the flesh-toned silk stockings exuded a divine allure. Overwhelmed with excitement, Kevin jumped out of bed and pulled Audrey into a passionate embrace, engaged in fervent kisses. He removed her stockings, revealing her slender and flawless legs, laying her gently on the bed. His greedy kisses trailed along her body—the lips, neck, earlobes, breasts, abdomen, labia, thighs, calves, and toes.
Finally, he parted his cousin Audrey's pale thighs, and with a forceful motion, he thrust his hardened manhood into her, the warmth and snugness enveloping him as he began to thrust vigorously. Audrey writhed beneath him, her body undulating in sync with his rhythm, emitting sighs of pleasure and satisfaction. It wasn't long before Kevin felt a tingling sensation at the tip of his manhood, and with a series of spasms, he released his seed deep into Audrey's canal.
Afterward, the two lay entwined in each other's arms, exchanging soft kisses and tender caresses. Suddenly, the door was flung open with a bang, and Bethany stormed in, her face a mask of fury. Pointing at Audrey, she shouted, "Audrey, you shameless woman, how dare you seduce my son!"
Audrey's face turned deathly pale with shock. Kevin scrambled to his feet, attempting to explain to his mother, but she roughly pushed him aside and lunged at Audrey, the two women grappling with each other in a frantic struggle.
Watching the most important women in his life wrestle, Kevin was at a loss, panic-stricken and unsure whom to help. He awoke suddenly, drenched in sweat, his pants wet with sticky residue.
Reflecting on the vivid dream, Kevin felt a shiver of fear. He couldn't fathom his mother's reaction if she ever discovered his illicit relationship with Audrey. Would she be heartbroken? Furious? Shocked? Desperate?
He began to comprehend Audrey's earlier apprehension. If he was overwhelmed by the thought of his mother's reaction, how much more pressure must Audrey be under, considering her husband, parents, colleagues, and friends? The burden she carried was manifold compared to his. If their relationship were exposed, society would only blame Audrey, accusing her of seducing a student and committing incest with her cousin. Kevin had never considered Audrey's position, only focusing on sating his own desires. He realized just how selfish he had been.
Recalling how Audrey had been avoiding intimacy since her return today, Kevin understood she might be discontent with him. Yet, he had been so consumed with thoughts of making love to her that he hadn't noticed her behavior.
Feeling a pang of guilt, Kevin sat on the bed, reflecting on his relationship with Audrey. For the first time, he examined their dynamic from an adult's perspective.
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At six in the evening, Audrey returned to Kevin's home, feeling drained. She had expected the meeting to last an hour at most, but it had dragged on all afternoon. The language department's meeting discussed the new semester's curriculum, and with Teacher’s Day approaching, the union arranged for young female teachers, including herself, Vanessa, and Kimberly, to perform in a program. Furthermore, on the first day of school, she was to deliver a speech as the representative teacher, a responsibility handed down by Principal Oliver himself, leaving her no way to refuse. The thought left her frustrated.
Entering the courtyard, Audrey sighed, knowing Kevin would be eagerly waiting to be intimate. Yet, her mind was preoccupied with school matters, leaving her with no desire for lovemaking. Refusing him again might upset him, making him feel she was distancing herself. How could a child comprehend the complexity of an adult's world?
Perhaps this was the greatest challenge in her relationship with a minor. He could add to her joy during happy times, but in her exhaustion, he offered little support and instead demanded her attention. All Audrey wanted was a good sleep, free from the need to placate anyone, including Kevin.
"Sis, you're back?" Kevin greeted her in the living room, but rather than pressing her for intimacy as she had feared, he expressed concern. "You didn't nap at noon and attended meetings all afternoon; you must be tired. Go rest. I've prepared dinner, and the bath water is ready. After waking up, you can bathe and eat. I've finished the homework you assigned; you can check it for me tonight."
"Kevin, you...?" Audrey looked at him in astonishment, as if seeing him for the first time. His maturity and thoughtfulness warmed her heart, almost making her suspect he had been possessed.
"Alright, Sis, go rest now," Kevin urged her into his mother’s bedroom, helping her off with her shoes, covering her with a light blanket, drawing the curtains, and cheerfully declaring, "I'll make dinner now. Sleep well, okay?"
"Mm." Audrey nodded obediently, her eyes misty. As she looked at the tall young man before her, a feeling of being cherished for the first time washed over her. Perhaps she had not chosen wrong.
Audrey slept soundly, waking to find the night had fallen. It was already half-past eight, and she had slept for two and a half hours. Upon opening her bedroom door, the aroma of food greeted her, along with the sound of the range hood. Following the noise, she found Kevin sweating over the stove, and a tender smile played on her lips. She stood silently in the doorway, watching this young man who had captured her heart.
Only then did she affirm her love for Kevin, and he for her. Love wasn't lofty and unattainable; it wasn't just romance under the moonlight but the mundane stitches of life, the daily bread and butter. It was the concern shown at the right moment, the shoulder she could lean on, the light always left on no matter how late.
"You're awake, Sis?" Kevin turned, holding a plate of stir-fried potatoes, grinning as he noticed Audrey standing by the door. "Go take a bath. I'll have the rest ready soon."
"Let me help," Audrey smiled, taking the plate from Kevin and setting it on the table. Tenderly wiping the sweat from his forehead, her frustration melted away, replaced with warmth. "Kevin, why don’t you take a break? Let me finish up."
"No need," Kevin replied firmly, pushing Audrey towards the bathroom with a playful grin. "Go bathe and look forward to my culinary skills."
Reluctantly, Audrey stripped off her nightdress, allowing the warm spray of the shower to wash over her, thoughts of Kevin’s sudden maturity lingering. What could have prompted such a change? Even her husband Jason had never treated her so considerately.
Audrey’s ideal life was simple: not needing extravagant luxuries but seeking a reliable shoulder, a calming smile, and a light always left on.
Why couldn't Jason understand this? She pondered as the water flowed over her, feeling a turmoil within, akin to the water cascading over her body.
After her bath, Audrey joined Kevin at the table where he had set everything out. She savored the meal, surprisingly eating two bowls of rice, double her usual amount, prompting Kevin to exclaim, "Sis, I didn't know you could eat so much."
"So what if I can? It’s not like you’re the one feeding me," Audrey teased, her cheeks flushed, feeling a rare sense of contentment.
Kevin laughed, pleased by her enjoyment of his cooking. After dinner, he hurriedly cleaned up and then brought his homework to her for review.
Looking over his homework, Audrey remarked with satisfaction, "Your work is quite good, especially your essay. The choice of words is precise, filled with genuine emotion and depth. You could easily enter a national essay competition."
"Is there a reward?" Kevin asked with a cheeky grin.
"A reward?" Audrey was taken aback but then smiled gently. "Alright, close your eyes."
Kevin did so, feeling her lips brush against his cheek in a soft kiss. Disappointed, he muttered, "Just a kiss?"
"What more do you want?" Audrey retorted playfully. "Doing your homework is expected. You're lucky I kissed you at all."
"But Sis, you’re discouraging my enthusiasm." Kevin, eyeing her voluptuous chest beneath the thin fabric, gulped, "Sis, I'm thirsty. I want milk."
"Milk? There’s some in the fridge; I'll warm it up for you," Audrey, blushing, stammered, understanding his true desire.
"Not that kind of milk. I want your milk." Kevin leaned in, his mouth seeking her breast, causing Audrey to push him away gently, her body responding to his touch despite her mind’s protests.
Days spent with her parents had soured her feelings towards Jason. They had urged her to have children soon, offering to help raise them, but how could she when her marriage felt so uncertain?
Yet seeing her aged parents, she couldn't explain. Post-intimacy with Kevin was an emotional rollercoaster; she wanted to distance herself but couldn't bear his discontent.
"Alright, Kevin, enough. It's late; go to sleep. We can talk tomorrow." She trembled, feeling his hardening body against hers.
"Just a moment longer," Kevin pleaded, relishing the softness of her flesh and the intoxicating scent. Reflecting on his dream, he tightened his embrace, fearing loss.
"You’re silly," Audrey sighed, caressing his hair. He spoke from the heart, and despite doubts about maturity, his words moved her deeply.
Kevin's hands wandered over her body, igniting a burning desire within her. Breathing heavily, he murmured, "Sis, I want you. Make love to me."
"Go to your room," Audrey whispered, softening. Kevin's eyes lit up, carrying her to his bed. As their mouths met in passionate kisses, her body trembled with anticipation.
Kevin's hands roamed her curves, arousing her as never before. “Kevin, don't rush,” Audrey gasped. "Tonight, I'm all yours."
“Keep the stockings on,” he insisted, reminiscing on his dream. "You're so sexy in them."
Blushing, Audrey complied. Kevin eagerly unzipped her dress, sliding it down to reveal her ample breasts barely contained by her bra. Pushing the fabric aside, he marveled at the sight of her 36G breasts, her nipples hardening under his touch.
He fondled and sucked her nipples, relishing the taste of her skin. Stripping her down to only her stockings, he admired her hourglass figure, anticipating their union.
Audrey's body responded to his touch, her thighs trembling in the grip of arousal. Kevin positioned himself between her legs, easing into her with a powerful thrust, her body yielding to him with a gasp.
Their love-making was fervent, each motion filling the room with their shared passion. Kevin, mesmerized by her beauty and the sensation of her enveloping warmth, moved with a rhythm that brought them both to a crescendo.
Outside, the storm raged, mirroring the tempest within the room. Audrey, having forsaken her marital vows, surrendered wholly to her lover, finding solace and bliss in their forbidden embrace.
As their bodies entwined, they created a moment of release from the troubles that loomed in their separate worlds, if only temporarily.
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