Chapter 1082 Seductive Legs
Feeling waves of excitement from her exposed lower body, Kimberly's vagina began to contract and throb, even more so than during her husband's usual caresses. Bending over, she slowly pulled on the flesh-colored stockings, causing her two plump breasts to sway as she leaned forward, dangling in front. Though not as awe-inspiring as Audrey's amazing 36G breasts, they still exuded feminine allure. Her slender and fair legs were no less enchanting than Audrey's graceful limbs - round, straight, with silky skin and flawless feet, this was Kimberly's most contented feature of her body.
Soon enough, Kimberly's glossy white legs were encased in the flesh-colored stockings, her bra securely in place, and her dress neatly worn. When she glanced towards the door, the figure had vanished. A faint smile grazed her lips as she swiftly exited the bedroom, finding Kevin seated on the couch. With a light chuckle, she said, "Kevin, would you watch TV while I go buy some groceries?"
"Certainly, Kimberly," Kevin responded, watching Kimberly stride out the door and close it with a reassuring thud. As he released his grip on his abdomen, a towering tent had formed beneath, prompting him to touch his already throbbing member. Feeling parched, he downed a glass of water in the kitchen to quell the flames within, his mind still lingering on the delightful sight he had glimpsed at the bedroom door.
Initially intending to gauge Kimberly's reaction by not closing the door fully, Kevin hadn't expected her nonchalance. Her decision to leave it slightly ajar perplexed him – was she indifferent to his viewing or actively enticing him? Yet Kimberly had consistently urged him to forget their previous encounters, leaving Kevin wary of making any bold moves. Still, Kimberly's physique was undeniably attractive—full in the right places, fair skin, and those enticing, shapely legs, comparable to Audrey's beautiful limbs, especially with the addition of stockings.
While his attention usually gravitated towards his cousin, Alissa, and Vanessa, other teachers he could bed, Kevin hadn't paid much mind to this pretty English tutor. The encounters with Kimberly had gradually revealed her feminine charms: Audrey exuded aloof elegance, Vanessa exuded seductive allure, Alissa carried hidden desires, while Kimberly radiated a mature, alluring essence that evoked intriguing contemplation. However, in the presence of Audrey and Vanessa, the two stunning teachers from Sunset Valley High School, Kimberly seemed to pale in comparison.
Entering the bathroom, Kevin relieved himself and couldn't help but notice a pair of white women's panties and black thigh-high stockings hanging on the rack. Curious, he approached, taking a gentle whiff of the stockings, though only the faint scent of laundry detergent lingered. Recalling Audrey's tantalizing play with stockings, Kevin couldn't help but imagine how thrilling it would be for Kimberly to don a pair, teasing and pleasing him with those seductive legs. However, Kimberly wasn't his cousin, limiting him to mere fantasies.
Half an hour later, Kimberly returned with two heavy plastic bags, prompting Kevin to take them into the kitchen. After changing into slippers, she settled on the couch, cupping her stockinged foot in her hand and softly murmuring, "So tired."
Kevin hastened over, suggesting, "Kimberly, allow me to give you a massage."
"A massage? You're capable of that?" Kimberly queried, glancing at the boy, testing his intentions.
"Indeed, I often massage my mom when she's tired from work," Kevin answered with a grin. "Why not let me give it a try?"
"Very well," Kimberly hesitated momentarily before extending her foot. Watching Kevin adeptly position her heel on his thigh, gripping her ankle with one hand and her sole with the other, she felt a pleasant sensation spreading from her foot to her thigh. Kevin's skillful massage eased her fatigue, and Kimberly, unexpectedly relaxed, subtly shifted her hips to enhance her comfort, beginning to enjoy the gentle service.
As Kevin delicately massaged the English teacher's stockinged feet, the transparent, crystal-like stockings hugged her shapely thighs, radiating a mesmerizing appeal. His lower abdomen flared with heat, involuntary arousal pulsing through his member.
Suddenly, Kimberly opened her eyes, retracting her stocking-clad leg. Rising from the couch, she remarked, "I should start preparing dinner. Why don't you continue reviewing the key points I just went over? I'll be checking later," before disappearing into the kitchen.
Resigned, Kevin settled in the bedroom to study, his fingers still carrying remnants of the stocking's scent, his member throbbing persistently. He regretted staying for dinner—being able to see but not touch was truly vexing. Masturbation at home seemed a better option than his current predicament.
During the meal, Kevin's gaze involuntarily lingered on Kimberly's chest, clad in the same nightgown sans bra. With each movement of her arms, her ample nipples teased through the thin fabric, akin to dolphins playfully surfacing on the ocean, drawing him in.
Kimberly observed Kevin's actions but continued with her meal, deciding to ignore his peering. In fact, a tinge of excitement coursed through her, knowing full well the precarious nature of her current mindset. She was playing with fire, engaging in this forbidden game. Although she and Kevin had already crossed a certain boundary, unlike other boys, he didn't carry the same sense of trepidation—a dangerous allure she found thrilling amidst her otherwise stable married life and mundane job. The tantalizing notion of fostering ambiguous relationships with her students heightened her adrenaline, a sensation she had long craved. Nevertheless, Kimberly acknowledged the impossibility of engaging further with Kevin, aware she owed her spouse fidelity above all else.
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