Chapter 1262
Alissa finished her shower and went to grab a change of clothes. She peeked out of the bathroom door. Seeing no one in the living room, she quickly stepped out, walking naked towards the bedroom. Zachary wasn't home, and Frank was in the next room, so she wasn't too worried about being seen.
Her large, white breasts bounced freely without a bra, and her full, round buttocks swayed side to side, creating an enticing wave of motion. Her mature, alluring body was even more stimulating than any erotic dance Kevin had ever seen.
Alissa entered the bedroom without closing the door, went straight to the wardrobe, and found a nightgown. Just as she was about to put it on, two large hands reached out from behind, grabbing her ample breasts from under her arms and kneading them.
Alissa was immediately startled by the sexual harassment; with Zachary not around, she suspected the person behind her might be the notorious Lecher who had been causing a stir throughout Harmony County. This elusive figure was known to haunt the night, preying upon solitary, independent women.
"Don't! Please!" Alissa whispered, her voice trembling. She felt a surge of panic as the hands kneading her breasts tightened. The hard pressure against her backside made it clear she'd stumbled into the clutches of the Lecher, the man whose exploits had been whispered about all over Harmony County. Her mind raced. What should she do? Frank was in the next room.
"Look, I won't scream. There's over five hundred dollars in my coat pocket in the living room. Just take it. I won't call the police. I know you're probably going through a hard time. I'm just a regular person, not some official. Take whatever you want. Just please…" Alissa spoke in the calmest tone possible to avoid provoking the intruder. She knew that many people acted on impulse, and if she reacted too strongly, it might escalate the situation, leading to more severe consequences.
But the intruder behind her continued to knead her ample breasts, his breath tickling her neck. She felt something hard pressing against her buttocks and realized with a shock that she had indeed encountered the Lecher. What should she do? Was she really going to be violated? Although she had cheated on Zachary with Kevin, this was different. This was a violation.
"Please, just take the money and go. My husband will be home any minute." The lie slipped out, desperate to deter him. A strange mix of fear and unwanted arousal coursed through her. The man's touch, despite the terrifying context, was sending shivers down her spine. She regretted her nakedness now, realizing it had likely fueled the man's aggression. Maybe he'd intended to rob her, but seeing her like this…
Suddenly, the man behind her laughed, "Honey, what are you talking about? Did you think I was some kind of creep?"
It turned out to be Zachary. Alissa breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and saw Zachary's flushed face, reeking of alcohol. She snorted, "Jesus, Zachary! You scared me half to death! All you ever do is drink. You're such a loser."
"I-I...was just catching up...with some old friends," Zachary stammered, patting his chest. "We weren't just drinking; we were discussing business."
"Business? Right," Alissa said with disdain, grabbing a pair of panties from the wardrobe and putting them on while bending over. "Just don't come crying to me for money again."
"Honey, don't say that. I'm serious this time," Zachary remarked, swallowing as he looked at Alissa's large, white buttocks. He hadn't had sex with Alissa in a long time and felt a surge of desire. He rushed over, grabbed her ample buttocks, and kneaded them, panting, "Honey, I want you. Let's..."
"Zachary! Stop it!" Alissa pushed back, startled, her powerful shove sending him stumbling backward onto the floor. She glared down at him. "God, you're disgusting!"
Zachary sat on the floor, listening to Alissa's harsh words, his expression changing. He didn't dare argue with her, feeling both frustrated and dejected that he hadn't been able to touch her for so long. He started to cry, "Yes, I'm disgusting. Alissa, I know you've looked down on me since we got married. You think I'm just a factory worker, not good enough for a teacher like you. So what? I was the best damn worker in that factory before it went under. What was I supposed to do? You think I like asking you for money? I'm a man! I have my pride!"
Alissa didn't expect Zachary to cry and was momentarily stunned. She remembered how capable Zachary had been when they first got married, which was why she had married him. Later, many factories in Harmony County went bankrupt, and workers were laid off. It wasn't Zachary's fault. Thinking about how Zachary had managed the household despite his grievances while she was away, she felt she might have been too harsh on him. She sighed, "Okay, Zachary. Do you want to have sex or not? Just…get it over with."
Zachary immediately perked up, quickly wiped his tears, and got up from the floor. Seeing Alissa bent over the bed with her large, white buttocks in the air, he could faintly see the crevice and dense pubic hair. He swallowed hard, walked over, and grabbed her big, white buttocks, squeezing them. Then he took off his pants, and with a semi-hard, dark cock, he tried to insert it into Alissa's buttock crevice. His hands reached around to grab her large, hanging breasts, kneading them excitedly. Zachary hadn't made love to Alissa in a long time, and tonight he was determined to enjoy himself. He used to think Alissa was too fat, but now he found her body increasingly enticing and enjoyable to touch.
"Alissa, your breasts seem to have gotten even bigger," Zachary murmured, squeezing her breasts tightly, his fingers sinking into the soft breasts. The sensation was incredibly stimulating, and his cock grew harder, pushing deeper into her buttock crevice.
Alissa, who hadn't had sex in a long time, felt a wave of pleasure as Zachary kneaded her breasts and his warm cock pressed against her buttocks. The sensation spread through her body like an electric current, and she couldn't help but feel aroused. She wiggled her plump buttocks and panted, "Zachary, stop touching and just cum."
"I'm ready!" Zachary replied, thrilled by Alissa's long-awaited plea. He held her plump, soft body and pushed his cock deeper into her buttock crevice, inching forward like a worm burrowing into the earth.
But Alissa's buttocks were too plump, and the deeper he went, the narrower the crevice became. Zachary's cock wasn't hard enough, and without lubrication, it got stuck just as it was about to reach her vagina. He had to pull back and push forward again, his glans rubbing quickly against her buttock flesh. Suddenly, he lost control, and semen spurted out, covering Alissa's buttock crevice in a sticky mess.
Alissa felt the warmth in her buttock crevice. She reached back and found that Zachary had already ejaculated. Her excitement turned to frustration and anger. She grabbed some tissues from the bedside table to wipe the semen from her buttock crevice. "Seriously, Zachary?" she said, her voice dripping with disgust. "I just showered. This is ridiculous." She snatched her nightgown and underwear and stalked off to the bathroom, her bare buttocks swaying with each step.
"I... I don't know what happened," Zachary voiced with regret, looking down at his limp, dark cock. He wanted to follow Alissa into the bathroom for another try, but her disdainful look made him reconsider.
Since becoming the office assistant manager, Alissa's and Zachary's marital dynamics had grown increasingly imbalanced. Speculations arose regarding Zachary's compatibility with Alissa, fueling his concerns about potential infidelity. Despite his surreptitious surveillance, Alissa seemed genuinely absorbed in her work, engaging minimally with other men except for routine errands like trips to the market. Zachary remained unperturbed by male colleagues at Sunset Valley High, where numerous young and attractive female teachers populated the staff, leaving little reason to suspect any romantic interest in Alissa, a woman of middle age.
After a while, Alissa returned to the bedroom and lay down on the bed. Her breasts spread out to the sides under her nightgown, pushing it up, and her large, white thighs were exposed. Her mature, voluptuous body exuded a tantalizing scent, making Zachary drool.
He climbed onto the bed and moved closer to Alissa, pretending to stretch and nudging her breasts with his elbow. The soft sensation excited him.
"Zachary, it hurts. What are you messing with?" Alissa frowned, seemingly in pain from Zachary's nudge.
"Oh, honey, I'm so sorry. Did I hurt you? Let me rub it," he murmured, quickly cupping her breast and kneading it gently. "You must be tired from working so hard. Let me massage your legs, too." He slid his hand down to her plump thigh and began to rub.
"Do you even know how to massage?" Alissa rolled her eyes at Zachary but didn't bother to move. She continued looking at her phone, reading a message from Oliver praising her materials and urging her to communicate with the County Education Office to submit the application materials. It seemed Alissa wouldn't have a relaxing holiday.
But Alissa was a career-driven woman. The more work she had, the more motivated she felt. She had been working at Sunset Valley High for nearly twenty years, consistently winning Outstanding Teacher Awards. She had a collection of awards and was considered both virtuous and talented. If it weren't for her affair with Kevin, Alissa would have felt she was the best teacher around.
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