Chapter 1558
“What are you staring at?” Audrey felt flustered when she caught Kevin checking her out with a silly grin. She quickly covered up and said, “Alright, time for you to head to class. I’m working late tonight, so you’ll have to make your own plans.”
Kevin remembered he had dinner plans at Cynthia’s place, which conveniently saved him from making excuses. He pretended to be hesitant and said, “Why are you always working late? Let me know when you’re heading home, I’ll come pick you up. I don’t want you walking alone at night.”
Audrey smiled, “Sure, I’ll give you a call if I need to.”
“Alright, off to class for me.” Kevin headed to the door, then turned back with a playful smile and blew a kiss. “Catch you later, sweetheart.”
Blushing, Audrey watched Kevin leave with a radiant smile. She absentmindedly graded papers on her desk, a faint smile lingering on her lips. Audrey's aura was captivating.
“What’s got you all smiles?” Alissa strolled into the room, her tone light and teasing.
“Oh, hey Alissa.” Audrey stood up reflexively. “What brings you here?”
“Just had a meeting upstairs. It’s almost year-end, time to pick outstanding teachers. They’re asking for nominations from each office.” Alissa flopped down on the sofa, her chest rising with each breath. “Our office has three spots. I’m not in, neither is David. You have one spot, Ethan has one, and there’s one left. I’ve been bombarded with calls every night about the selection process; it’s driving me crazy.”
"Alissa, maybe you shouldn't choose me this time. Let someone else take the spotlight," Audrey hesitated. "I'm worried about the gossip."
"No way. Choosing outstanding teachers affects housing allocations at year-end. Even if you step back, others won't appreciate it," Alissa said. "Plus, your spot was handpicked by Oliver. No one can take it from you. You should drop by Oliver's office sometime to show your appreciation."
"Okay.” Audrey nodded. She wasn't keen on seeing Oliver, but she understood Alissa's intentions. No matter how well she performed, she needed the leader's approval. After discussing work briefly, Alissa changed the topic. “You seem to be in high spirits. Did you patch things up with Kevin?”
“Yeah.” Blushing, Audrey nodded.
“No wonder. Had a steamy night with him, huh? Front or back?” Alissa leaned in, firing off questions.
Audrey was taken aback. “Can we talk about something else?”
“Why so serious?” Alissa chuckled. “Work doesn’t mean much to me anymore. Love is what matters most. You’ll get it when you’re older. You don’t see it now. Alright, I’m out.”
After Alissa left, Audrey mulled over her words. She envied Alissa's stable marriage, successful career, and satisfying sex life. Her own marriage was lacking, and Kevin, as comforting as he was, would eventually leave Harmony County. Audrey wondered what she would do then.
In the evening, as Kevin exited the school gates, he spotted Cynthia waving at him from across the street. Dressed in a royal blue, figure-hugging skirt, with black stockings accentuating her toned legs, Cynthia exuded mature beauty that turned heads. Her cleavage drew admiring glances from passersby, embodying pure seduction.
Hurrying over to Cynthia, Kevin grinned. "Cynthia, have you been waiting long?"
"No, just got here," Cynthia replied with a coy smile, her bright red lipstick adding to her allure. Swaying her hips, she made her way toward a nearby car. "Let's go."
Following behind Cynthia, Kevin admired her slender waist and shapely legs. While Cynthia might not have the perfect figure, she knew how to dress to accentuate her best features. Her black stockings were particularly captivating. Kevin wished Edgar wasn't joining them for dinner that night so he could enjoy some time with those sexy legs.
Meanwhile, at the school gate, Amos observed Kevin chatting with a curvaceous woman, feeling surprised. He had intended to follow Kevin to see who he was meeting at the dance troupe. The woman's face was hard to discern from a distance in the fading light, but she seemed familiar. Was this the woman Kevin was meeting at the dance troupe? As he tried to get a closer look, the two got into a car and drove off, leaving him puzzled.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Kevin casually eyed Cynthia's enticing black stockings. Her short skirt allowed a peek at her thighs, revealing the alluring curve at the base of her pelvis, snugly wrapped in her underwear. The fragrance wafting from Cynthia stirred something within Kevin, prompting him to reach out and touch her black stockings.
Cynthia delicately gripped the steering wheel, contemplating how to progress her relationship with Kevin during dinner. Whether it was her son Sean's school transfer or Edgar's future, both now depended on Kevin. Despite her significant sacrifices the day before, it was evident that Kevin wasn't entirely content. Tonight's dinner had to impress him.
Suddenly, she felt a touch on her thigh. Glancing down, she noticed Kevin's hand resting there, seemingly by accident. The spot where he touched tingled, causing her to instinctively pull back. However, Kevin's hand persisted, this time more boldly, caressing her thigh.
Blushing, Cynthia wasn't used to being teased by a younger man, despite their intimate encounter the previous night. The tingling sensation from her thigh spread to her lower abdomen and even further, causing her heart to race and her legs to tremble. She didn't dare resist further, understanding the importance of tonight's dinner. After all, they had already been intimate, so a little thigh touching seemed harmless.
Initially hesitant, Kevin noticed Cynthia's lack of resistance and grew more daring. He increased the pressure of his touch, kneading Cynthia's thigh through her black stockings and gradually moving towards her pelvis.
"Ah!" Cynthia was surprised by Kevin's eagerness. Feeling embarrassed and annoyed by his advances so soon after getting into the car, she slowed down and gasped softly, "Kevin, please, not now. Let's wait until we get home. I can't handle this right now."
Sensing Cynthia's moist and sensitive reaction, Kevin realized the situation could escalate. Reluctantly, he withdrew his hand, still catching a whiff of that intoxicating scent. He chuckled, "Cynthia, do you like red wine?"
Relieved as Kevin's hand moved away from her thigh, Cynthia let out a sigh of relief. She smiled and replied, "Yes, red wine can relax blood vessels, slow down aging, and even be used for beauty treatments. How did you know?"
"Just a lucky guess," Kevin grinned mischievously, connecting the dots about the wine-like scent in Cynthia's intimate area. He believed red wine not only had beauty benefits but could also be nourishing for personal care. He mentally noted to suggest it to Audrey, perhaps in combination with milk or honey baths.
"You're quite the guesser," Cynthia smiled slyly. "By the way, I'll uncork a bottle of Bordeaux later. It's got a rich flavor. You should give it a try."
"Sure thing, Cynthia." Kevin was more intrigued by the idea of savoring Cynthia's unique essence.
The car soon pulled up at a residential complex designated for police officers. Despite the imposing name of the Public Security Bureau, it wasn't as lucrative as the County Treasury Office or the Department of Housing and Urban Development. The neighborhood looked rundown, with aging buildings, and most of the police higher-ups had relocated, leaving behind only regular staff.
Cynthia had amassed a decent sum through her online business in recent years and could afford to move. Yet, after more than a decade of living there, she had grown attached to the area. Despite its shabby exterior, the neighborhood provided a sense of safety, with no thieves daring to venture in. During past security crises in the county, business owners were often targeted for break-ins. Staying there gave her a feeling of security.
The car halted in front of a building at the edge of the complex. Cynthia pulled the handbrake and was preparing to exit when Kevin grabbed her hand. Perplexed, she inquired, "Kevin, what's up? This is my building. Edgar is probably home already. Let's head up. You must be hungry."
"Cynthia, just a moment," Kevin's gaze lingered on Cynthia's thighs. One leg was already outside the car, propped up by the tip of a high heel on the ground, while the other leg was bent, accentuating her shapely rear in the snug skirt. Her full thigh, encased in black stockings, emitted an irresistible allure. Kevin felt a surge of excitement and impulsively reached under Cynthia's buttocks, giving it a playful squeeze. "Actually, I'm not hungry at all. How about we have some fun first?"
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