Chapter 1491
Kevin was busy in the kitchen when he suddenly noticed Kimberly peeking in. He smiled and said, "Ms. Rivera, you must be hungry. It'll be ready in a minute."
Kimberly blushed and walked to the dining table, feeling a bit embarrassed. For a moment, she had the strange illusion that Kevin was the man of the house, but that thought was too absurd. Kevin was only sixteen; how could she entertain such a crazy idea?
"The delicious noodles are ready, Ms. Rivera. Please give them a try," Kevin said, placing a steaming bowl of noodles on the table. The white porcelain bowl was filled with rich tomato broth, exuding a sweet and sour aroma. A fried egg floated in the clear soup, and the noodles were firm and chewy, topped with green onions, making the dish look even more appetizing.
At first, Kimberly was reserved, picking at the noodles with small bites. But soon her appetite was whetted, and she began to eat heartily, not caring about her image. She even drank the soup clean. Seeing Kevin watching her, she felt she had eaten too hastily. Blushing slightly, she said, "What's so interesting? Haven't you seen anyone eat before?"
Her tone was much softer than before, almost playful. The atmosphere in the dining room became more ambiguous. Kevin chuckled, thinking that Kimberly being willing to talk to him was better than her previous icy demeanor.
Kimberly stood up to clear the dishes, but Kevin quickly said, "Ms. Rivera, you rest. Let me take care of them."
"I'll do it," Kimberly insisted, feeling a bit embarrassed. Kevin had brought her home, given her water, cooked for her, and now wanted to wash the dishes. She couldn't really treat Kevin like a husband, though Kevin had previously enjoyed some husbandly privileges, so letting him help occasionally didn't seem too much.
Kevin, however, rather assertively took the dishes from her and went straight to the kitchen to wash them. He often assisted his mother, Bethany, at home, and washing dishes was something he did frequently. He proficiently cleaned the dishes while humming a tune.
Watching Kevin busy in the kitchen, Kimberly felt much more at ease. She had to admit that having a man in the house made the atmosphere different, less gloomy than when she was alone. She wished Kevin could stay; she really didn't want to sleep alone.
But that thought was too unrealistic. It was already inappropriate to have Kevin stay and chat with her. If she asked him to stay overnight, what would he think? He would surely think she was hinting at something. Besides, Kevin was currently staying with Audrey. What would Audrey think of her? She would definitely see her as flirtatious, much like Vanessa.
While Kevin was washing the dishes, Kimberly took a shower, changing out of her alcohol-scented clothes and underwear and placing them in the washing machine. However, she didn't put on clean underwear, opting only to wear a nightgown as she walked out of the bedroom.
Kevin was sitting on the couch. When he turned and saw the clear outline of Kimberly's breasts under her nightgown, his eyes widened. It was evident Kimberly wasn't wearing a bra. His eyes wandered down, trying to see if she was wearing panties, but it was too dark to tell. The thought that she might be completely bare underneath made him curious, wanting to lift her nightgown for a peek.
Kimberly's face flushed. She didn't quite understand why she was doing this, but she reassured herself that Kevin had already seen her body, and she was still wearing a nightgown, not completely naked.
They sat on the sofa watching TV. Kevin didn't mention leaving, and Kimberly didn't urge him to go. Time passed, and soon it was ten o'clock.
Kimberly felt uneasy and softly said, "Kevin, it’s getting late. Shouldn't you be heading back? Ms. Johnson might be worried."
"It's fine," Kevin replied, feeling a bit down thinking about Audrey. "I’m not staying at her place tonight. I'm going back to my house. My mom’s not home, so I can go back anytime."
"Really?" Kimberly felt a sudden rush of joy, thinking that the possibility of Kevin staying had increased. She bit her lip and tentatively asked, "Aren't you afraid of sleeping alone?"
"Not really. I've been sleeping alone for years," Kevin said casually, his eyes still glancing at Kimberly's thighs, though the darkness obscured much. The sight of her full mons pubis was enough to make his imagination wander. Having been intimate with her before, Kevin felt a familiar stirring.
Kimberly felt a twinge of frustration. Kevin was so dense. She had all but spelled it out for him, but he still didn’t get it. She couldn't outright ask him to stay; that would be too undignified for a teacher.
Another hour passed. Kevin yawned twice, his eyes watering. It was already eleven o’clock. He glanced at Kimberly, who was staring at the TV screen without speaking. He wondered what Kimberly meant. She had asked him to chat with her, but they had barely spoken. If she wanted to seduce him, why urge him to go home? He thought it might be better to head back, but seeing Kimberly’s long, beautiful legs under her nightgown, he was reluctant to leave.
Finally, Kimberly sighed and said, “Kevin, it’s really late. You should go home now.”
Kevin nodded and got up to leave. Kimberly followed him, watching as he bent down to put on his shoes. Her mind was in turmoil, wanting to ask him to stay but unable to voice it.
"Ms. Rivera, I'm heading out," Kevin said, his eyes lingering on Kimberly. After her bath, she looked like a lotus blooming from the water, her cheeks flushed, her eyes dreamy, and her body graceful. Her wet hair carried a minty scent, and her full breasts were firm and prominent, the outline of her nipples slightly visible. Kevin's heart raced, but he didn't dare make a move, suppressing his impulses.
"Alright," Kimberly nodded slowly, internally kicking herself for not having the courage to ask him to stay.
A faint rumble of thunder sounded outside the living room window, startling both of them. Soon, they heard raindrops tapping against the glass. It seemed a storm was coming.
Kimberly gasped softly and quickly walked to the balcony to close the half-open window. However, her nightgown got splashed with rain, clinging tightly to her chest, making her round breasts even more visible, nipples clearly outlined.
Kevin walked over, looking at the pouring rain outside. "It's really coming down, huh?"
Kimberly turned to him, her eyes growing more dreamy. "Yeah, seems like a heavy one."
They stood there, staring at each other, their expressions shifting, but neither speaking, each waiting for the other to make the first move. Outside, thunder roared, and rain poured down, but inside, there was only the sound of their breathing.
Suddenly, a loud thunderclap boomed, and Kimberly, frightened, instinctively threw herself into Kevin's arms. Kevin embraced her, feeling her warm, soft, mature body against him. He couldn't hold back any longer, his penis pressed against her. He leaned in and kissed her trembling lips.
"Kevin, no... we can't..." Kimberly's body trembled, her hands on Kevin's chest, but she had no strength to push him away. Before she knew it, her soft lips were captured by Kevin's, her objections turning into incoherent mumbles.
Kevin kissed her roughly, his heart pounding with fear of rejection. Tentatively, he slipped his tongue into her mouth, feeling her responses, and she opened up, allowing his tongue in without resistance. Excited, he intertwined his tongue with hers, greedily sucking in her sweet saliva. His blood rushed, and his hands wandered over her full, round buttocks.
"No, really, we can't..." Kimberly panted softly, her face flushed with shame. "I'm your teacher. This will ruin you."
"Ms. Rivera, I don't care," Kevin said, his hands kneading her soft, smooth buttocks, his body burning with desire. "You’re the best teacher I could ever have. I want to be your student forever."
"No, really, we can’t," Kimberly persisted, her face red, trying to resist. But soon, Kevin lifted her nightgown, revealing her full, round thighs and the triangle at the top covered in dense pubic hair. She wasn’t wearing panties.
Kevin's breath hitched. The sight was too much for him. He began to caress Kimberly's smooth, delicate thighs, making her body tremble and moan softly. Her hands grabbed Kevin's wrist, trying to stop him, but he knelt down, his head disappearing under her nightgown. Up close, he saw her plump mons pubis and began to lick and suck her already moist pubic area like a wild beast in heat.
"Oh gosh!" Kimberly's body convulsed as Kevin licked her. Every touch of his tongue felt hot and electric, the overwhelming pleasure making her heart race. Her hands grabbed Kevin's head, unsure whether to push him away or pull him closer. The repressed desire inside her surged like a tide, breaking down all her defenses.
Outside the window, the rain continued to pour, with occasional thunder and lightning, as if a giant was venting his anger.
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