Chapter 1631
Yasmine chatted casually with Abel, completely unfazed by the stares from the boys around them. She was used to being the center of attention.
Aside from Fiona, Laura, and Yara, who were considered the top beauties at Sunset Valley High School, Yasmine's looks and figure were quite outstanding. She was ranked in the top ten on the school's beauty list, which was why Ivan took an interest in her.
"These guys are so annoying. Do you think they might think we're dating?" Yasmine suddenly whispered, blinking playfully.
"Nah, I don't think so," Abel replied, taking a big bite of his sandwich. He choked on it when he heard Yasmine's words and started coughing violently.
Seeing this, Yasmine stood up and gently patted Abel's back until he recovered. She then patted her chest, still a bit shaken. "You scared me! Was that really necessary?"
"No, I just ate too fast and choked," Abel said, his face flushed. He couldn't help but notice Yasmine's chest rising and falling with her breaths, making his heart race. He never expected Yasmine to joke with him like that.
"Alright, I won't tease you anymore," Yasmine said, suddenly serious. "Abel, I didn't understand a few questions from this morning's class. Can you explain them to me later?"
She wasn't naturally flirtatious; her playful demeanor was a defense mechanism she used around the more unruly boys. But with Abel, who was kind and pure, she didn't want to mess with him.
"Sure," Abel nodded, continuing to eat his sandwich. He felt a surge of happiness at the thought of spending more time with Yasmine.
However, Abel didn't notice the jealous glares from a few boys sitting nearby.
Kevin and his friends arrived at Lucy's house. A middle-aged woman with short hair, who looked a lot like Lucy, opened the door. She was wearing casual clothes, her skin was fair and her figure curvy.
"Who are you?" the woman asked, looking puzzled.
"Mrs. Diaz, we're Lucy's classmates. We heard she was sick and came to check on her," Kevin explained, noticing Albert hiding nervously behind him.
"Oh, come in," Mrs. Diaz said, inviting them inside. She bent down to get slippers from the shoe cabinet, her round, full hips straining against her pants.
Kevin felt a surge of heat in his lower abdomen and quickly looked away. This was Lucy's mother, after all. But when he glanced at Albert, he saw him staring at Mrs. Diaz's backside and couldn't help but chuckle. It felt like a scene straight out of an adult novel.
The narrow entryway made it hard to avoid noticing Mrs. Diaz's prominent curves. She wasn't as voluptuous as Alissa, but her mature, sensual presence was undeniable.
They changed into slippers and entered the living room. Mrs. Diaz smiled and said, "Lucy is sleeping in her room. You can sit here while I check if she's awake."
Albert quickly put down the fruit and milk they had brought. "Mrs. Diaz, there's no need to wake her. We'll just sit for a bit and leave."
"I'm sorry about the mess. Have you eaten? I can make you something," Mrs. Diaz offered apologetically.
"No need to trouble yourself. We've already eaten," Laura said sweetly. "We're all good friends with Lucy. You don't need to be so formal with us."
"Let me get you some water," Mrs. Diaz said, hurriedly tidying up the sofa. "Lucy's father is on duty today, and I took the morning off to take care of her. I didn't have time to clean up."
Kevin couldn't help but notice Mrs. Diaz's ample chest as she moved around. Based on his experience, he guessed she was at least a C cup. No wonder Lucy had a good figure, too, though Daisy's was even more impressive. Laura, on the other hand, was much smaller, which was curious.
Albert was also sneaking glances at Mrs. Diaz's enticing figure. Just then, they heard Lucy's voice from the bedroom. Mrs. Diaz smiled and said, "Lucy's awake. I'll go check on her."
Laura followed her into the bedroom and soon came out, waving to Kevin and Albert. "Lucy isn't feeling well enough to get out of bed. You can go in."
Kevin and Albert entered Lucy's room. She was lying in bed, propped up on pillows, wearing pale yellow loungewear. Her face was pale, her hair unkempt, giving her a delicate, weary beauty.
"Why'd you all come? It's not like I'm seriously ill," Lucy said weakly, her eyes lighting up when she saw Albert. His heart ached with the desire to hold and comfort her, but with Mrs. Diaz standing nearby, he didn't dare.
"It was serious enough. You had a fever last night, and the medicine didn't help. With your father not here, I was so worried," Mrs. Diaz said, frowning. "I don't know what caused it. You were fine before."
"Mom, I'm okay. Maybe I just caught a chill while sleeping," Lucy said, her cheeks flushed. She glanced at Albert, her eyes filled with a mix of anger and affection.
Kevin curiously looked around Lucy's room. It was warm and cozy, similar to Laura's, but with a preference for yellow instead of pink. The walls, furniture, and bedspread were all light yellow. A stuffed bear sat at the foot of the bed, and the desk was neatly organized with a schedule and a well-worn book.
Kevin noticed a copy of "Jane Eyre" next to Lucy's pillow and felt a pang of admiration. Even while sick, she didn't neglect her studies.
Most students had similar abilities, but the real difference came from consistent hard work. Of course, there were exceptions like Fiona and Laura, who had exceptional learning abilities.
Mrs. Diaz, who worked as an accountant, had to leave for work soon. She chatted with them briefly before preparing to go.
Kevin stood by the bedroom door as Mrs. Diaz squeezed past him, her firm hips brushing against his groin.
Kevin felt a jolt, his body reacting instantly. The contact was brief and light, like a feather, but it was enough to arouse him.
Mrs. Diaz seemed to notice it, too, her face reddening as she glanced at Kevin's bulging pants before hurrying away.
Kevin felt embarrassed, but no one else seemed to notice. He couldn't help but think about the soft, warm sensation of Mrs. Diaz's hips.
"You haven't eaten, have you?" Lucy struggled to get up. "I'll make you something."
"Stay in bed, Lucy. Albert, you stay with her. Kevin and I will cook," Laura said, pulling Kevin towards the kitchen.
In the bedroom, Albert said, "Lucy, lie down. You're sweating. Don't catch a cold."
"It's all your fault," Lucy pouted. "At least you came to see me."
Albert couldn't resist leaning in to kiss her.
"What are you doing?" Lucy leaned back, avoiding his lips. "I'm sick, and you're still trying to take advantage of me."
"Just one kiss," Albert pleaded, nuzzling her cheek like a puppy.
"Stop it, you're so annoying," Lucy said, her voice softening. She didn't resist as their lips met.
Albert savored the taste of her lips and whispered, "Lucy, your lips are so sweet."
"Really?" Lucy's lips were pink and moist, like dewy petals. "Didn't you get enough last night?"
"I can never get enough," Albert said, kissing her again. He slowly moved his hand to her chest, feeling the soft, full curves through her cotton pajamas.
"Stop it! What if Kevin and Laura come in?" Lucy gasped, her eyes half-closed, her skin flushed with desire.
"They won't bother us," Albert said, locking the bedroom door.
"Why did you lock the door? Open it!" Lucy said, her face turning red. "Everyone will know what we're doing."
"No one will interrupt us now," Albert said, climbing into bed beside her. Lucy covered her chest with her hands, warning him, "You can only talk, no touching."
"Okay, just talking," Albert said, but his hand slipped under the blanket, feeling the warmth of her thigh. He realized she wasn't wearing pants.
He lifted the blanket, revealing her smooth legs and white cotton panties. He reached out to touch her.
Lucy quickly covered herself, glaring at him. "You're always up to no good."
Albert smiled sheepishly, excited by the sight. He had done everything with Lucy except touch her most intimate area.
He wondered if Kevin had gone further with Laura, thinking about Kevin's size and whether Laura could handle it.
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