Chapter 1081 Impatience
Watching the English teacher's cheeks flush with shyness and smelling the intoxicating scent of a mature woman wafting from her, Kevin couldn't help but feel a bit enchanted. He longed to embrace Kimberly's voluptuous body, but he dared not act rashly. He shifted his gaze away from Kimberly's chest, only to be drawn to her slender and fair legs beneath her nightgown.
"Alright, it's getting late. Let's begin," Kimberly instructed Kevin to sit at the computer desk and earnestly explained the key points of the English textbook to him.
"This is the glottal stop. It ends with a T, and the following word starts with a T or a D. The initial T should be silent. Follow me and repeat this phrase: 'I have got to go,'" Kimberly said with impeccable pronunciation, looking at the young man.
"Understood, Kimberly." Kevin diligently repeated the phrase, but he still sounded slightly disjointed at the points where the two words connected, giving off a sense of artificiality.
"It's not quite right." Kimberly furrowed her brow, then slowed down and repeated it twice, asking Kevin to follow along. However, he remained off the mark, lacking the naturalness of his initial attempt.
She sighed inwardly, waved her hand, and stopped the practice. Suppressing the urge to get frustrated, she reflected on how, compared to boys, girls seemed to have a better knack for language. In Class 57, where English scores ranked high, it was mostly dominated by girls. Was it because of their delicate thoughts? Kimberly couldn't be sure. Perhaps it was due to boys' liveliness and impatience, as language itself required consistent practice. While Kevin's performance was already better than many boys, maybe she was just being too hasty; learning was never a quick process.
Despite the dryness of studying English, having an enchanting and sexy English teacher for private tutoring made Kevin find it engaging rather than dull. The ambiguous atmosphere lingering in the bedroom, combined with their previous physical intimacy, kept his mind wandering. Before he knew it, several hours had passed, and Kevin had forgotten his intended early departure, hoping Kimberly would continue tutoring him indefinitely.
Suddenly, Kimberly's phone rang. Glancing at it, she saw it was her husband, Grant. Standing up, she walked to the window to take the call, saying, "Hello, dear. What's up?"
"Oh, nothing much. I just went to the village with Mr. Armando this afternoon to inspect the poverty alleviation efforts," Grant's tone carried an unmistakable excitement.
"Oh, Mr. Armando is in your area." Kimberly was surprised. Just a few days ago, her husband had called to say that Armando had become the Mayor of the city, making him the second most important person in town. It was unexpected for Armando to go inspecting the countryside so quickly. It seemed Armando was a leader who truly got things done.
"Indeed, dear. This time, I need to get close to Mr. Armando. My future prospects depend on you," Grant chuckled. "By the way, make sure you work extra hard with Kevin. Maintain that relationship well."
"I understand." Kimberly furrowed her brows and murmured softly, "He's here at our house now. I'm tutoring him in English."
"Is that so? That's great." Grant chuckled, "You're getting smarter and smarter, my dear. With Kevin having a good rapport with Mr. Armando's wife, we can follow the same path, subtly solving issues. Maybe when I return to the city, I'll be due for a promotion and a raise."
"Alright, if there's nothing else, I'll hang up." Kimberly wasn't keen on continuing that topic with her husband. She quickly ended the call, realizing it was already six o'clock. Turning to Kevin, she asked, "Is there anyone at your place?"
"No, my mom went to the city. I'm not sure when she'll be back," Kevin replied.
"In that case, stay and have dinner here." Kimberly hesitated a moment before suggesting, "I'll go buy some groceries. What would you like to eat?"
"Uh, anything is fine." Kevin hesitated for a moment but didn't decline Kimberly's invitation. Perhaps deep down, he also wanted to spend more time with this alluring English teacher.
Kimberly retrieved her coat from the wardrobe and noticed Kevin staring at her. With a blush, she said, "Wait in the living room. I'll change my clothes."
Seeing Kimberly give the order, Kevin awkwardly smiled and quickly made his way out of the bedroom. He felt their current relationship was delicate, neither a typical teacher-student bond nor like the relationships he had with his sister or Alissa. It was something in between, neither close nor distant, making it hard to grasp.
Exiting the bedroom, Kevin was about to casually close the door behind him when he hesitated, leaving a slight gap instead. He then walked to the living room couch, sat down, and waited.
Inside the bedroom, Kimberly noted the crack under the door and felt a mix of embarrassment and annoyance; he was clearly doing it on purpose. Stepping over, she intended to shut the door firmly but found herself pausing for some unknown reason. A strange anticipation welled up within her. Holding the doorknob in her hand, instead of closing it, she opened it slightly and slowly began removing her nightgown. Soon, her tall and fair naked body was revealed, devoid of any undergarment. Her two full and erect breasts sprung forth like doves.
The petite nipples, set against the creamy white flesh, appeared exceptionally alluring, and below her slightly rounded belly, her voluptuous womanhood was fully exposed. A thick, lush triangle of dark pubic hair formed a triangle at the base of her thighs, covering her swollen and dark red labia tightly shut, exuding a tantalizing scent that made the blood boil.
Examining her body, Kimberly turned her head slightly, catching a glimpse of a figure in the partially open doorway. This discovery brought a mix of excitement and a sense of being spied upon. The thrill caused her body to react quickly—her lower half tingled with sensitivity. She pretended not to notice Kevin's voyeurism and continued undressing in front of the mirror, adjusting her posture so that her breasts were clearly visible to the door.
Feeling his gaze as if it were tangible on her breasts, goosebumps rose on her fair flesh. She felt stimulated and embarrassed, especially as she had never done something so shameful before, not even with her husband. Perhaps out of gratitude towards Kevin or maybe as an act of retaliation towards her husband, she slowly picked up a pair of stockings, placed one leg on the bed, and bent over to slide them on. This positioned her plump and round buttocks toward the bedroom door, seemingly able to hear the young man's breath quicken.
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