Chapter 1269
A soft cry broke the stillness of the Oceancrest City hotel room. Daisy, a striking woman of a certain age, jolted awake, drenched in sweat, her nightgown clinging to her damp skin. She reached down and found her panties were soaked as well, plastered against her.
'What's happening to me?' Daisy glanced at her daughter, who was sleeping soundly beside her. She quietly got up and went to the living room, grabbed a bottle of water, and took a few sips. The cool water helped calm her overheated body.
The steamy scenes from her dream kept flashing in her mind. She couldn't remember how many times she'd dreamt of having sex with Kevin. In these dreams, she let go of all her suppressed desires, becoming a ravenous seductress, taking on all sorts of lascivious poses as Kevin's fiery penis thrust into her, ravaging her without restraint.
The locations of their trysts had grown increasingly bold: the bedroom, the living room, the bathroom, the balcony, even the car. In one particularly ludicrous dream, they'd been having sex in Oliver's office, the headmaster seemingly oblivious as he shuffled papers at his desk. The absurdity of it had fueled her passion, making her even more compliant and more eager to please Kevin. She'd woken up feeling a mixture of arousal and shame.
Daisy walked to the balcony, hugging her shoulders, and looked out through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the towering skyscrapers. Even though it was midnight, the city was still brightly lit, with neon lights flashing.
Oceancrest City was undoubtedly one of the most prosperous metropolises in the world, on par with many international cities. It was also one of the earliest modernized cities in the country, with a rich artistic atmosphere. Many high-profile international competitions were held here, and internationally renowned art troupes and masters often came to perform. This time, Daisy had brought Laura to Oceancrest City for a competition, hoping Laura could interact with top-level musicians and improve her musical skills.
Daisy had longed for Oceancrest City when she was young. She had applied to the Oceancrest City Music Academy but missed the mark by two points. Later, by a twist of fate, she became a dancer. Although she was quite popular in Harmony County, not becoming a musician was a lifelong regret. So, she trained Laura in musical instruments from a young age, hoping Laura could fulfill her dream. While other girls her age were watching cartoons, Laura toiled in the practice room, working on scales and arpeggios, followed by hours of homework, leaving little time for simple childhood pleasures.
Sometimes Daisy felt a pang of guilt, realizing she had robbed Laura of a carefree childhood. So, when she noticed Laura's crush on Kevin, she didn't freak out like most moms would. Instead, she took the bold step of approaching Kevin herself, hoping he could be Laura's boyfriend. It was her way of compensating for Laura's lost youth, giving her some happy memories. And to ensure Kevin's cooperation, Daisy had done things she never would have imagined – allowing him to see her naked, even helping him…relieve tension. Things that would have shocked even his own mother.
This moral ambiguity of her actions weighed heavily on Daisy. She used to be a star in the dance troupe, facing all kinds of temptations. Rich guys offered her money for a night together, and city officials hinted at career boosts for a price. Daisy turned them all down, staying true to Oliver and her own principles.
But now, Daisy found herself having inappropriate thoughts about Kevin. When she touched him, she didn't feel the disgust she felt with other men. Instead, she felt excited and eager. As a forty-year-old woman, she knew this mindset was dangerous. But she told herself that everything she did was to help him understand women, develop healthy attitudes about relationships, and avoid any…mishaps with Laura.
Still, this reasoning didn't sit well with her. With a gentle sigh, she realized the real issue was between her and Oliver. It was a common problem for many middle-aged couples—men, as they got older and faced more work stress, found themselves less capable in bed, while women hit their sexual peak. This mismatch often led to a decline in the quality of their sex life. Women started complaining, while men became indifferent and avoided the issue. Emotions faded, creating a vicious cycle until one of them, unable to take it anymore, had an affair.
Daisy couldn't help but feel a bit of discontent. To outsiders, her marriage seemed perfect. Her husband, the principal of Sunset Valley High School, was a big deal in Harmony County. As his wife, she enjoyed a certain level of prestige. Laura, smart and well-behaved, never gave her any trouble. Given her age, she figured she could endure a few more years, and maybe everything would just fade away.
When it came to Kevin, Daisy was torn. The safest bet would be to avoid him as much as possible, letting things cool off to prevent him from getting any inappropriate ideas.
The way he looked at her now was different. It wasn't the respectful admiration of a younger person. It was raw, undisguised lust. And part of her, a small, vain part, enjoyed it. At forty, it was flattering to know she could still attract a younger man.
Women had their vanity, and Daisy was no exception. She used to be adored by countless audiences, and even though those days were gone, she sometimes missed the glory of being the center of attention. Kevin's gaze made her feel like she was back in those youthful years, chasing her dreams.
Daisy looked up at the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window. A full moon hung high, bright and clear, mesmerizing. She did something surprising: she reached out to untie her belt, and with a gentle shake of her shoulders, her silk nightgown slipped off. The window soon reflected the image of her naked body.
Even at over forty, Daisy's figure was still perfect, graceful, and full of charm. Her skin was smooth and delicate, her full, white breasts firm and plump, with rosy nipples that stood out like ripe cherries. Her waist was slender, her hips curvaceous, and below her flat abdomen was a patch of dense pubic hair covering her fertile cunt.
Daisy gazed at her reflection in the window, a hint of melancholy in her expression. Her fingers brushed over her firm breasts, still retaining the elasticity that many women envied. But at forty, she couldn't escape the reality that in a few more years, her beauty might fade, her figure might change, and she could become just another overlooked woman.
Her hands moved down to her abdomen, and she slowly stood on tiptoe, her mature, voluptuous body instantly tensing. At that moment, she felt like she was back on stage, twisting her graceful body under the spotlight, kicking her legs, twisting her waist, lifting her hips, and thrusting her chest. Every movement was elegant and charming, every expression mesmerizing. But sadly, there was no one to appreciate her alluring dance moves; she could only admire herself.
Late at night, Daisy, this mature woman from a small northern town, danced gracefully on the balcony of a hotel in the most prosperous city, sweating and trying to hold on to the best moments of a woman's life.
The next morning, Daisy woke her daughter, helped her wash and dress, and put on the white dress she had carefully chosen for her. With a silver crown on her head, Daisy looked at Laura's slightly immature face and smiled, "Laura, you look like a little princess. Absolutely beautiful. You're going to wow the judges and the audience."
"Thanks, Mom. You look beautiful, too," Laura smiled shyly, looking at Daisy.
Today, Daisy was also dressed up. Her hair was elegantly pinned up, and a thin necklace adorned her fair neck. She wore a brown front-clasp bra that gathered her round, firm breasts, revealing a line of white cleavage. She had on a pair of branded black pantyhose, making her legs look even longer and sexier. Her hips were full of mature charm, and through the pantyhose, you could see the thin lace thong extending from her slender waist to her plump cunt. She wore a royal blue long dress over it, concealing all this allure. After all, today was Laura's day, and she couldn't steal the spotlight.
They arrived at the art center near the Emerald Oasis Hotel, where the competition was held on the second floor. With an hour left before the competition, the first-floor lobby was already filled with contestants waiting for their turn.
Daisy took Laura to the registration desk to sign in and draw lots. Laura was the fifth to perform in the children's B group, meaning they had to wait for at least an hour and a half.
"Laura, review your sheet music a few more times, and don't forget your lines for entering and exiting the stage," Daisy reminded.
"Okay, Mom." Laura took out her sheet music and carefully reviewed it. She had already memorized the music thoroughly and often participated in such competitions. She even went to Vienna for a competition during the summer, so she was relatively calm.
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