Chapter 1029 Aunt
Several men stood nearby, greedily admiring the seductive charm of the young woman. After selecting lobsters, the young woman stood up and noticed the lecherous gazes of those men. With a disdainful snort, she remarked, "What's so fascinating? Haven't you seen a woman's bare bottom before? Go home and see your mother."
It turned out to be Florence, and Kevin hurried forward, saying, "Auntie."
Upon seeing Kevin, Florence turned around with a look of surprise, warmly taking Kevin's hand and asking, "Kevin, what are you doing here?"
"I came with my cousin to buy groceries," Kevin said, showing Florence the roasted duck he was holding. He felt Florence's smooth hand and fragrant presence, and noticing the envious glances from the surrounding men, excitement stirred within him. Since ejaculating on Evelyn's buttocks at Evelyn's home the last time, Kevin hadn't seen Florence since.
"No wonder," Florence said with a smile. "It's been a long time since I last saw you. You seem to have grown taller. Standing next to Albert, you don't look like you're in the same grade. Your physique is tall and strong, almost like a senior sports student. How did you develop so quickly?" As she spoke, she playfully squeezed the muscles on Kevin's arm with her delicate, jade-like hands, causing a ticklish sensation in Kevin.
Unlike Auntie Vanessa's seductiveness or Auntie Natalie's flirtatiousness, Auntie Albert had a different personality. She was the type of woman who was enticing, yet never actually flirted with men. She appeared casual, but had a serious demeanor underneath.
Feeling the tense muscles on Kevin's arm, Florence chuckled and said, "Why are you so nervous? Have you never let a woman touch you before? Come on, let Auntie see if you have abs."
As she gestured to touch Kevin's abdomen, Kevin felt a rush of blood gathering below his waist, sensing the growing arousal. He didn't dare let her touch further, shrinking back and saying, "Auntie, there are people around."
"Don't be so tense," Florence chuckled, retracting her hand upon noticing the surrounding attention. She puckered her lips and said in a flirtatious tone, "Were you peeking at Auntie's buttocks earlier? Are they nice? Come over to my house sometime, and I'll let you have a good look."
Seeing Florence's seductive smile, Kevin nearly felt his nosebleed. He couldn't decide if she was joking or being serious. However, recalling Florence's playful and friendly interactions with Albert, Kevin judged that it was more likely a joke. He hadn't deluded himself into thinking every woman he met would be so openly inviting. Florence, being young and lively, possessed the body of a mature woman but the soul of a young girl.
"Auntie, I really wasn't peeking," Kevin said, sweating nervously. He wasn't very familiar with Florence and didn't know what her temperament was like.
"I see, you looked then," faced with Florence's inquiry, Kevin felt it pointless to dodge the question and admitted his gaze, especially after noticing the black butterfly tattoo on Florence’s buttocks which almost prompted him to leave immediately.
"That's fine; if you dare do something, you should dare to own up to it. Don't be like those disgusting men sneaking around. They're a disgrace," Florence disdainfully glanced at the men around before casting a complimentary glance at Kevin. "You did well; you're like a man. I can't stand those who do wrong but refuse to admit it, like weaklings."
Seeing Florence slightly indignant, Kevin wasn't sure why she suddenly became so fiery. Perhaps she had a disagreement with someone earlier. Thinking of his cousin, he quickly said, "Auntie, my cousin is still waiting for me. I should be going."
"Alright, come over to the house whenever you have time," Florence waved as she watched Kevin's tall figure disappear into the crowd, releasing a soft sigh. Her forlorn expression stood out amidst the bustling market, a solitary figure amidst chaos.
"Sis, I bought the roast duck," After searching for a while, Kevin finally found Audrey near the market exit. Since today was the market's opening day, almost half the city's population had arrived, causing overcrowding. Audrey was carrying two heavy bags of fruits and vegetables. Complaining softly, "I've been waiting for you for so long; my arms and legs are sore. You owe me a massage at home." She lightly tapped her foot on the ground, causing her ample breasts to quiver enticingly, creating a wave of allure that left onlookers dazzled and hearts fluttering.
Hearing the alluring and soft voice of this glamorous and voluptuous woman, onlookers felt their bones turn to jelly, while a certain part below their waist stiffened, enviously glancing at Kevin. This guy was truly fortunate to have such a hot and charming girlfriend who not only was stunning in figure but also knew how to be affectionate. Those two hefty bosoms quivering made it almost unbearable.
However, Kevin was quite reckless; he made such a beautiful woman wait for him for so long and had her carry such heavy things. It felt like he was letting a prized cabbage be nibbled on by a pig.
"Alright, I'll massage you when we get home." Feeling a bit guilty, Kevin quickly took the heavy plastic bags from his cousin. Seeing Audrey's still jostling bosoms, he smirked mischievously and said, "Sis, are you feeling sore here too? Let me massage you there as well."
"You're asking for trouble! What if someone hears that?" Audrey lightly tapped Kevin's head, her face blushing slightly. She glanced around in a panic but thankfully the bustling market drowned out Kevin's words. Nevertheless, the weight of her bosom was indeed uncomfortable, the two heavy fat deposits proving burdensome on any chest.
Moreover, she had difficulty finding proper bras to fit comfortably. With her cup size now at 36G, finding bras that fit her breast curves perfectly was challenging. Either they were too tight or too loose; the former would suffocate her chest, leaving red marks from the shoulder straps, even compressing her breasts to the point of swelling. Worried about the potential for lumps due to prolonged compression, she preferred larger sizes. However, these bras would not fully wrap around her breasts, lacking adequate support and causing excessive movement.
In the end, it was due to her overly large breasts. Unless seeking custom fitting services from a professional bra designer, she would never find a satisfying bra. However, the high cost of such services was beyond the means of an ordinary high school teacher.
"Don't worry; this is a legitimate service," Kevin chuckled, carrying the two plastic bags and elbowing his way out of the market. Audrey quickly followed behind; alone, she wasn't sure how to navigate through the bustling crowd. Shortly after, a middle-aged woman in the crowd could be heard shouting angrily, "Don't push! Who dares touch my butt, shameless!"
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