Chapter 1117 Godmother
In the end, Kevin responded ambiguously. He neither committed nor outright refused Vanessa, knowing full well she wasn’t as forgiving as Caroline—incurring her wrath could have serious consequences.
Meanwhile, Grace sent a message inviting him to lunch at her house. Realizing he hadn’t seen his godmother since school resumed, he readily agreed.
At noon, just as Kevin was about to text his cousin for leave, Audrey called. She mentioned she would be shopping with colleagues and told him to have lunch in the school cafeteria instead of coming to her place.
Kevin didn’t mind, but Albert was frustrated, complaining, “Why does Oliver have to be such a people-pleaser, giving teachers a holiday for Teacher’s Day while we still have to study? If we're going to have a break, we should all get one. There’s no point in self-studying without teachers around.”
“That’s just you,” Kevin retorted. “Just because no one’s watching doesn’t mean you shouldn’t study. You’re learning for yourself, not for the teachers. Anyway, you head home; I’m going to my godmother’s house.”
Upon hearing this, Albert’s eyes lit up. He threw his arm around Kevin’s shoulders and grinned, “Kevin, can I join you at your godmother’s for lunch? I haven’t seen her in ages.”
“Get out of here. She’s my godmother, not yours!” Kevin glared at Albert. “You rascal, are you still after my godmother? I’m warning you, now that you have Lucy, you better behave and treat her right. Lucy is a good girl; don’t take her for granted.”
“Alright, alright, I get it,” Albert sighed. “By the way, have you upset Mrs. Johnson recently? She seems a bit cold towards you, barely talking.”
“No, nothing like that,” Kevin replied casually. In truth, his relationship with Audrey had never been stable, swinging between good and bad. Perhaps this was fate’s way of adding hardships to keep him from getting too comfortable. Compared to Albert’s troubles, Kevin considered himself fairly lucky and had little room for complaints.
After parting ways with Albert, Kevin soon arrived at his godmother’s doorstep. The door swung open, revealing a tall, voluptuous figure.
“Godmother, you’re dressed so... provocatively!” Kevin exclaimed in surprise. Grace was wearing a white short-sleeve blouse that clung to her curvaceous figure, the buttons straining over her ample bosom. Through the gaps, he glimpsed a black bra and fair skin. The sight of her cleavage exuded a mature, seductive allure.
She paired the blouse with a tight black A-line skirt reminiscent of those in Japanese AVs, but on Grace, it seemed too small and tight. Her ample, toned legs were wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, and black mid-heel pumps further accentuated her already towering frame. Grace, usually in sportswear, now looked striking in this fitted outfit, leaving Kevin somewhat dazed.
“You cheeky boy, watch your mouth!” Grace scolded gently, kneeling to fetch him slippers. The skirt stretched tightly over her voluptuous behind, the deep crease of her buttocks tantalizingly visible. Kevin thought about how his cousin appeared dignified in her suit, but his godmother, in this get-up, looked more seductive than a respectable teacher.
“Godmother, you look amazing. Did you dress like this just for me?” Kevin teased, glancing her up and down, arousal stirring as he recalled scenes from AVs. His body responded instinctively.
“Dream on. We had a Teacher’s Day celebration this morning, and this was our choir uniform. Every teacher wore one,” Grace explained, somewhat resigned. She had chosen the largest size, but given her height and figure, even that seemed tight. During the choir, positioned in the middle of the back row, she felt everyone’s eyes on her, a mix of excitement and anxiety. Returning home, she hadn’t wanted to take it off, savoring the look in the mirror.
As Kevin put on his slippers and entered the living room, he asked, “Is it just the two of us here?”
“Yes, Andy is at his grandfather’s; it’s closer to school,” Grace replied with a playful glint in her eye. “So, it’s just you and me this afternoon.”
“You’re stunning, godmother,” Kevin complimented, his gaze roving over her alluring figure. His arousal intensified, creating a visible bulge. Unable to resist, he pulled Grace into an embrace, pressing her full chest against his, his hands slipping beneath her skirt to grab her rounded buttocks encased in stockings. His hips ground against hers, his mouth moving to claim hers in a passionate kiss.
“Mm... you naughty boy...” Grace moaned, her face flushed with desire. It had been almost half a month since they last indulged, and her strong libido made her yearn intensely. Her husband Byron couldn’t satisfy her, and during their intimate moments, she fantasized about Kevin to sustain her arousal. She felt little guilt, considering her marriage a mistake long-endured for the sake of their son. Now, she sought her own happiness.
Kevin ardently kissed her, his hands skillfully returning to her front, unfastening her tightly-strained blouse. As he undid the second button, her ample breasts spilled out partially, the white swell against the black bra even more entrancing. He buried his face in her cleavage, licking and kissing the smooth skin, savoring the enticing sight and texture.
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