Chapter 139 The Reward for Making Love
Audrey Johnson could still hear Kevin 's heavy breathing through the thick door. She knew he was struggling, just like she was. Audrey held her breath, hoping Kevin wouldn't notice her. She thought, if he had the guts to knock, it would be a sign, and she wouldn't resist. She'd open the door and agree to whatever he wanted.
But Kevin didn't knock. Instead, he said softly, "Ms. Johnson, I finished the reciting you asked for, a hundred times. I didn't slack off. I always keep my promises. I'm heading home now. Goodbye. And, Ms. Johnson, I love you. I always will."
With that, he turned and left. Behind the door, Audrey felt a pang of loss, but soon a sweet smile spread across her face, warmth filling her heart. Kevin , I love you too, truly.
Friday noon was overcast, with gusts of wind hinting at a storm. The streets were nearly empty, and a group of girls in short skirts huddled together, shivering in the sudden chill that replaced the morning's sunny warmth.
But inside an office on the second floor of the school's building, things were heating up. On a clean bed lay a voluptuous middle-aged woman, completely naked, her fair, plump body exposed. Her large, white breasts bounced with her movements, creating waves of flesh, and she let out seductive groans.
In front of her knelt a young man, also naked. He had her thick thighs over his shoulders, lifting her ample buttocks, thrusting his large cock in and out of her plump, fair pussy, creating a rhythmic slapping sound. Suddenly, the woman's body began to convulse violently.
Her legs tensed, her large buttocks shook, and she gripped the iron bars of the bedhead tightly. The young man picked up the pace, thrusting deeply into her, their combined fluids soaking the sheets. Soon, he let out a shout, collapsing onto her fair, plump body, breathing heavily, a look of bliss on his face.
The middle-aged woman sighed contentedly, looking at the boy lying on her ample breasts with affection. She picked up a towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead, scolding gently, "Look at you, sweating so much. You must be tired. You've been studying so hard these days. I told you to wait until evening, but you insisted on now. You're still growing; you need to learn moderation, understand?"
The boy buried his face between her breasts, playing with one of them absentmindedly. "I know, Ms. Garcia. You've said it dozens of times. I was just happy. Besides, you promised to reward me if I did well on my midterm."
These two were, of course, Kevin and Alissa Garcia. That morning, the midterm results were announced. Kevin ranked eighth in the class, keeping his top ten spot, with the highest English score in the class and second in the grade. He hadn't let Alissa down, but his performance was overshadowed by Laura Jones, who ranked first in the class and the grade, with top scores in all subjects except English. Her reputation as a top student was spreading, overshadowing her previous title as class beauty.
Ivan Simmons placed twentieth, a decent performance, while Albert Williams made a surprising leap from fortieth to eleventh, almost breaking into the top group. He was the dark horse of the 57th class, and his friends took him out to celebrate. Kevin , seizing the opportunity, sneaked into Alissa's office to claim his reward. Alissa, with no other choice, undressed and indulged in a passionate session with him.
But Alissa wasn't always so indulgent. Kevin had indeed performed well this week—paying attention in class, finishing homework on time, and behaving during her tutoring sessions. She felt he deserved a little reward to keep him motivated.
To avoid affecting his studies and protect his health, Alissa had set a rule after several heated arguments and near-falling-outs: they could only make love three times a week, with an extra session as a reward for good behavior and a reduction for bad behavior.
One night, eager for more, Kevin ejaculated four times in a row, leaving him too weak to get out of bed. Alissa had to add another rule: no more than two ejaculations per session. Fortunately, Kevin 's stamina usually limited their sessions to about Eighteen minutes each, or she might have had to impose a time limit as well.
Reflecting on her twenty-plus years of teaching and the countless strict class rules she had enforced, Alissa found it ironic that she now had such intimate and embarrassing rules with a student. Hugging Kevin , she asked, "Kevin , do you regret giving your first time to me? I'm an older woman who's had a child, not like those young teachers. Do you feel cheated?"
"Ms. Garcia, you're not old at all. I think you're getting younger. Your skin is getting softer, and your breasts are getting firmer. I can hardly hold them," Kevin said with a cheeky grin. He had learned to read Alissa's moods better. Compared to Audrey, Alissa was easier to gauge—her anger was evident, and her heart was warm. A few sweet words usually calmed her down. Besides, he didn’t regret it. If it weren't for Alissa, he wouldn't have lost his virginity so early or enjoyed such a fulfilling sex life. Plus, she was dedicated to his education. Kevin felt only gratitude towards her.
"You sweet talker, you know how to make me happy," Alissa smiled, her heart melting. Despite being in her thirties, having a young man so infatuated with her was the greatest compliment. Looking at Kevin with deep affection, she said, "I don't care if you're sincere or not, Kevin . I'm truly content now. I don't expect to be with you forever. I just want to spend these three years with you. When you go to college, you'll meet many young girls. Then, you should forget about me."
As she spoke, her eyes grew moist, and she felt a pang of sadness.
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