Chapter 1225
If this had been three months ago, Grace might've been tempted. But now, she was teamed up with Bethany in a clothing business. Sure, the company was tight on cash and hadn't paid out any dividends, but things were looking up. They figured they'd break even in less than six months.
Plus, she'd dated Chase before and didn't want to get mixed up with him again, especially since Byron had been asking about her past with Chase. It was like he sensed something, so Grace had to be extra careful.
"Chase, I still like being a teacher," Grace said calmly. "Thanks for the offer, but I'll pass. It's late, so I'm heading out." She stood up and made her way to the door.
"Grace, wait." Chase hurried after her, grabbing her arm. "Don't you get how I feel? I've never stopped thinking about you. I know I messed up before, but now I'm free. I can make it up to you. Leave Byron. Let's start over. I promise I'll treat you right."
"Not happening," Grace said firmly, pulling her arm away. "Chase, let go. We're done. I'm not that kind of woman. I'm not leaving Byron, so drop it."
"Grace, I can't live without you," Chase said, wrapping his arms around her waist. He kissed her cheek and kept going, "I've been dreaming about you. We're perfect together, Grace; you belong with me."
"You jerk!" Grace turned her head to dodge his kisses. They'd been close before, but she was over him and didn't want him touching her. Even though Chase had more to offer than Byron in some ways, she couldn't betray Byron and go back to Chase.
"Grace, please," Chase begged, his hand on her hip and his erection pressing against her. "Byron can't satisfy you. Remember how happy we were? Only I can make you truly happy. You've been through so much."
"Chase, don't touch me. I'm married," Grace said, struggling. Her face was red from the effort. Despite her height, she couldn't match Chase's strength. He pinned her against the wall, her breasts pressed against his chest, and his hard member grinding against her. She hadn't been with Kevin for a while, and her times with Byron were more for comfort. Her body, overly sensitive, started to respond to Chase's advances, and she felt herself getting wet.
"Stop playing coy," Chase murmured, nuzzling her face, his tongue tracing her skin. He chuckled softly. "Your first time was with me. I'm your real man. Don't you miss it? That tight little pussy gripping me so tight. I want to be inside you again."
"You're disgusting," Grace spat, slapping him hard. "Chase, get out. I never want to see you again."
"Grace, you still have that fire. You haven't changed," Chase said, touching his reddened cheek. "When we broke up, you slapped me and left crying. If I could go back, I wouldn't let you leave. Hit me all you want. I won't fight back."
Grace didn't know what to do. She was gentle by nature, and Chase knew her too well.
"Chase, last warning! Don't touch me," Grace snapped, taking a deep breath, her chest rising and falling. "Byron's already suspicious. If he finds out you're harassing me, he won't let you off." She opened the door and hurried out.
Chase watched her leave with a sneer. He never saw Byron as a threat. If he hadn't left Grace, someone like Byron would never have had a chance with her. Grace had wasted years with Byron, even having his son, and Chase still hadn't made him pay for it.
Grace still had that killer figure. Even at forty, her skin was smooth and fair, like she was in her twenties. Her booty was just as full and firm, and Chase couldn't help but wonder if she was still as tight as she used to be. With a greedy look, he thought to himself that sooner or later, he'd have her again, thrusting his big cock into her and coating her with his cum.
"Awesome!" Kevin muttered, looking down at his dick being sucked by Natalie's lips. He could feel every little bump of her tongue against the sensitive tip, the intense stimulation making his dick swell and throb, trembling as he got closer to release.
Getting a blowjob from this famous seductress of Harmony City made Kevin feel like a king being served by a beautiful concubine. If only Audrey could help him release like Natalie did, it would be perfect.
Just then, there was a knock on the door. Kevin quickly covered himself with a tablecloth and said, "Come in."
A pretty waitress walked in with a tray and said, "Sir, here is our signature dish, roasted escargots. Please enjoy."
"I know," Kevin nodded, placing his hands on the table, feeling Natalie's mouth working on him, making it hard to hold back. He clenched his fists, grimacing, trying to resist the urge to cum.
"Sir, are you alright? Are you feeling unwell?" the waitress asked, stepping closer.
"I'm fine, you go ahead," Kevin replied, feeling Natalie's tongue swirling around the head of his dick. She was trying to make him lose control. Under the tablecloth, he clamped his legs around her head, stopping her from causing more mischief.
After the waitress left, Kevin lifted the tablecloth, grabbed Natalie's head, and thrust his thick dick into her mouth. Soon, he trembled and ejaculated hot streams of cum.
Natalie swallowed, gulping down the thick white cum, then used her tongue to clean him before crawling out from under the table. She opened her mouth to show Kevin the cum on her tongue before swallowing it, her lewd expression almost making him hard again.
Kevin found it impossible to focus on his meal with such an alluring woman around. What man could think of anything else? If he hadn't already climaxed twice, he would've been tempted to strip Natalie and take her right there.
When it was time to pay, the restaurant owner, a simple-looking middle-aged man in a plain black jacket, appeared. He chatted and laughed with Natalie, knowing Kevin was her godbrother, and warmly offered Kevin free meals whenever he visited.
After the owner left, Natalie explained that the man was French, who had come to Harmony City to escape debt. He had opened the restaurant with his cooking skills and was very generous, always helping friends in need. Natalie admired his character and often came to support his business. In the business world, having more friends than enemies was always better, as connections could be more valuable than money.
Kevin reflected that Natalie, as a woman, had indeed shown her capabilities to reach her current status.
He walked out of the private room and glanced at the neighboring room, finding it empty. He didn't know when Grace and Chase had left, feeling worried that Chase hadn't given up and was still bothering Grace. Kevin decided he needed to teach Chase a lesson.
As they left the French restaurant, Natalie smiled, "Kevin, since we have some free time tonight, let's find a place to have some fun. Just keep me company."
"Alright," Kevin thought, considering that Audrey was likely still working overtime at school and wouldn't catch him with Natalie. He nodded briskly, "What shall we do?"
"Sing? Ice skate? Movie?" Natalie suggested a few options but seemed unsatisfied. Small-town nightlife wasn't as rich as in big cities, with only simple entertainment options for ordinary people. Of course, for the wealthy, the options were much more diverse.
"Natalie, do you play pool?" Kevin asked, remembering Albert and the others going to a pool hall.
"Of course, I'm a shark," Natalie's eyes lit up. "Let's go, I'll show you my skills."
Kevin looked at Natalie's large, round breasts and thought, I've already seen your skills, and they're definitely world-class.
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