Chapter 1536
Perhaps Chase felt remorseful about his affair with Grace and sought to atone for it. Byron was caught in a dilemma. He knew he should refuse in order to retain his last shred of dignity as a man. After all, this felt more like a transaction. If he accepted, wouldn’t it be akin to selling Grace’s body to Chase?
But he really couldn’t bring himself to reject this deal. A thirty-grand order per month, with at least ten thousand bucks in profit, and it was far easier than running the store. Plus, it avoided the shakedowns from local thugs and officials. He was working around the clock just to earn more money so Grace would respect him.
“Alright, take your time to think it over. Once you've decided, just get in touch with the other party directly,” Chase said as he got up to leave. Byron instinctively walked him to the door, watching as Chase drove off in his Audi. He clenched his fists, cursing himself for being so spineless. But which was more important: dignity or survival?
At Maple Grove High’s track, Grace was walking slowly. It was dusk, and the track was deserted. The setting sun cast a lonely glow over the bare trees. She hugged herself, her tall, athletic figure looking somewhat forlorn.
What should I do?
Grace sighed softly, her mind in turmoil. Her life was much better now than before. Since she and Bethany started their company, business had gradually picked up. According to Bethany, they would break even by the end of the year and start turning a profit.
As a founding shareholder, she stood to make at least fifty grand, which was more than half a year's salary. Her husband Byron's store brought in, at most, fifty to sixty grand annually, even with all his hard work. This meant she didn't have to be as cautious at school, constantly worrying about being late, leaving early, or having to sweet-talk the attendance officer.
Her son Andy had matured significantly, heading straight to his room to study every night. For that, she owed Kevin; his influence was more effective than hers.
Even though her sex life with Byron remained unsatisfying, Kevin filled that void. His thick, long member delivered orgasms that were more gratifying and intense than anything Chase had given her.
The only regret was the infrequency of her encounters with Kevin. It had been a month since their last rendezvous. She had planned to invite Kevin over today, but he had other commitments. She tried to masturbate to relieve her frustration, but Chase's call interrupted her, leaving her in a state of unfulfilled desire.
More crucially, Chase's words made her reconsider her marriage to Byron. Their union had been a mistake from the outset. When she discovered Chase had a new lover, she was devastated and suicidal. Byron's father, Chad Myers, had saved her, and she married Byron out of gratitude.
In hindsight, her decision had been hasty. Byron was a simple, honest man who never argued with her and had no vices like drinking or gambling. He handed over all his earnings to her. Apart from their lackluster sex life, he was a good husband.
But Grace didn't need a man who constantly doted on her; she needed someone she could admire, a successful man. Byron lacked the charisma to make her submit. She felt only gratitude and pity for him, not love. Chase was right; it wasn't fair to Byron.
However, they had been married for nearly twenty years, and Andy was in high school. She couldn't divorce Byron now, and Chad couldn't handle the shock.
She decided to endure for a few more years until Andy went to college or Chad passed away. She didn't rely on Byron financially, and Kevin fulfilled her sexual needs. She planned to invite Kevin over during winter break to tutor Andy, ensuring he couldn't ignore her.
Just then, two boys ran over with a basketball. Seeing Grace, they slowed down. Grace recognized them as Teddy, her neighbor Tom's son, and Frank, Alissa's son. She had taught them in gym class before, but now they were freshmen and no longer her responsibility.
"Frank, Teddy, you guys have time to play basketball even as freshmen?" Grace smiled, noticing how much they had grown. Frank, in particular, had shot up and looked strong, almost as tall as Kevin. She felt a pang of disappointment that her son Andy hadn't grown as much, likely inheriting Byron's genes.
"Ms. Cooper, we finished our homework and thought we’d get some exercise," Frank said, his eyes trailing over Grace's tall, athletic frame. Her full, high breasts and round, firm buttocks seemed even larger than the basketball he clutched. He fantasized about gripping those buttocks and having sex with her all day.
His mother Alissa's butt was big too, but it was soft and flabby, lacking Grace's firmness. During summer gym classes, Grace wore shorts that showcased her thick, toned legs. Every time she demonstrated an exercise, her firm buttocks jiggled, making him imagine how amazing it would feel to have his cock squeezed between them.
After gym class, Frank’s underwear was always wet, his cock hard multiple times. At home, he would fantasize about Grace's big butt while masturbating.
"Ms. Cooper, hello," Teddy said, excitedly stumbling over his words. Although they were neighbors, he didn’t see Grace often. His father Tom was reclusive, and Teddy went straight to his room to do homework, rarely getting to play with Andy.
"Alright, go play," Grace waved them off. She had taught so many students over the years that she couldn’t remember them all.
Frank, however, was reluctant to let her go. "Ms. Cooper, why don’t you play with us for a bit?"
Grace thought for a moment. She had nothing else to do and could use the exercise. She smiled, "Alright, let’s see if you remember what I taught you. Let's go."
The three of them headed to the basketball court. Grace started with some warm-up exercises, stretching her wrists and ankles, then bending to touch her toes. Through her sports top, they could see her cleavage, and her round buttocks stood out even more, making Teddy and Frank feel hot and bothered.
"What are you two doing? Warm up properly, or you'll end up hurt," Grace scolded, noticing their stares. "Especially your ankles, make sure they're loose."
"Got it, Ms. Cooper," they echoed, trying to follow her lead but mostly fixated on her breasts and buttocks.
"Alright, let's play," Grace declared, positioning herself at the center of the court with one hand on her hip and the other holding the ball. Her long, toned legs were spread apart. "You two are a team, and I'm a team. We'll play half-court. First to ten points wins." She began dribbling towards the front court.
Frank and Teddy quickly strategized, with Teddy guarding Grace while Frank stayed under the basket to grab rebounds.
Teddy was keen to impress Grace, but as he approached her, he realized he was outclassed. Grace stood over 5'7", tall and imposing, with long limbs. Her presence on the court was dominating.
Grace easily sped past Teddy, but Frank quickly blocked her path. He had better fundamentals than Teddy, and Grace's feints didn't fool him.
"Not bad," Grace remarked with a smile. She stepped forward, feinting to the right, but her body didn't lean.
Frank thought it was another fake and pretended to fall for it, moving to the left. But Grace quickly stepped back, lifting the ball as if to shoot. Her long legs bent slightly, poised to jump.
"Gosh, a fadeaway," Frank realized too late. He lunged forward to block her shot, but their height difference made it difficult. He stretched his hand out, trying to obstruct her view.
But it was another fake. Grace drove past him with lightning speed, leaving him off-balance. She gracefully executed a layup, the ball swishing through the net. As she landed, the court seemed to tremble. She turned to the stunned boys, looking down at them like a queen. "You guys are pathetic," she said with disdain.
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