Chapter 1673
Maurice felt incredibly comfortable under Kevin's hands, as waves of warmth spread through his body, dispelling his fatigue. However, Kevin's hands stayed on his back and shoulders, hesitant to move lower. Maurice softly said, "Hey, don't just stick to my shoulders and back. My lower back and thighs need some love too. Can you work on those?"
Maurice was pretty happy with the masseur's technique, so his tone was much gentler than before, almost like he was making a request.
Kevin had initially planned to just go through the motions until Maurice fell asleep so he could leave quickly. Even though he had a good relationship with Maurice, this situation was awkward. If Maurice recognized him, who knew what he would think? Plus, the real masseur could show up at any moment, making it even harder to explain.
But hearing Maurice's insistent tone, Kevin had no choice but to move his hands to Maurice's thighs. Looking at Maurice's smooth, slender legs, he couldn't help but compare them to Kimberly's perfect legs. Maurice's legs were more voluptuous and less toned, a result of her luxurious lifestyle and lack of regular exercise.
Even so, Maurice's legs were enough to make Kevin's mouth water. After all, these were Maurice's esteemed legs, usually only admired by Armando.
Kevin swallowed hard and placed his hands on Maurice's slender calves, starting to massage them. The silky, plump feel of her legs stirred something within him, igniting unspeakable thoughts. His erection pressed against his underwear as he looked at Maurice's ample buttocks hidden under the white towel. He had a wild urge to lift the towel, spread her legs, and thrust his cock into her vagina, filling her with his hot semen.
But considering Maurice's status, Kevin had to suppress his desires. He already had too many women in his life—Audrey, Alissa, Daisy, Natalie, and Grace kept him more than busy. He didn't dare to provoke Cynthia anymore, let alone Maurice.
Maurice was Armando's wife, with a status even higher than Daisy's, and she had significant influence in Harmony County. It was Maurice's support that made powerful women like Natalie and Willow look at Kevin differently and willingly offer themselves to him.
If Daisy was the umbrella shielding Kevin from the storm, Maurice was the towering tree behind him, allowing him to wield power. Unfortunately, Kevin was just a student without grand ambitions, wasting this powerful resource.
Moreover, Armando's career was on the rise, with a high chance of becoming deputy mayor within three years and possibly mayor within ten. Maurice's status would also elevate, from County Executive's wife to mayor's wife.
Maintaining a good relationship with Maurice could provide Kevin with resources a hundred or a thousand times greater than now, attracting countless women to him.
Kevin might not have such long-term vision, but he knew Maurice was his greatest support, more significant than Daisy. If Natalie was his financial pillar, Maurice was his potential political pillar. As long as their relationship remained strong, his future was limitless.
He couldn't let a moment of impulse change Maurice's attitude towards him. So, even though he was faced with Maurice's enticing, half-naked body, he could only enjoy the view and the feel, without any further thoughts.
Kevin's hands moved up Maurice's legs, kneading her plump, smooth thighs, soon reaching her ample buttocks. The sight of her raised buttocks made his stomach burn. Maurice's buttocks could rival Alissa's, though not as large and tempting as Grace's, but still full and bouncy.
However, he didn't dare touch Maurice's round buttocks. His hands stayed on her thighs, avoiding the buttocks as if they were a danger zone.
Under Kevin's massage, Maurice's sore and numb legs became warm and revitalized. She thought this masseur's technique was quite good, with just the right pressure, hitting all the key spots, making her feel more relaxed than sex.
The technique reminded her of Kevin. Kevin was also good at massages, but he was usually too busy with school to come over.
Thinking back to the time Kevin had secretly used his penis to rub between her buttocks while massaging her, Maurice felt both amused and annoyed. Kevin seemed so honest, but he had the guts to be so bold with her.
But she also felt responsible. That night, she was scared to sleep alone and asked Kevin to stay. In the bedroom, they had physical contact, and she even had a vivid dream. It was impressive that Kevin, a teenager, managed to hold back and not go further.
Thinking of Kevin's penis, much larger than Armando's, Maurice felt a wave of desire. Her vagina tingled, and the wet, slippery flesh seemed to crave penetration.
She felt ashamed. At her age, as the County Executive's wife, she had seen and experienced so much. Yet, she had such absurd thoughts about a young boy. It was embarrassing. But Kevin was different. Many men had approached her over the years, mostly seeking her father's and husband's power. Despite their sweet words and charming acts, she could see through their intentions and never gave them a chance.
When Kevin first appeared at her door, she thought he was using her daughter Fiona to get close to her and treated him coldly. But she later realized she had misunderstood him. When she had an emergency, Kevin carried her to the hospital, nearly exhausting himself, without seeking any credit. That was when she truly appreciated this sunny, handsome boy.
Kevin was like her husband Armando, with a pure soul untouched by the world's corruption. Many young people were already cunning and calculating, but Maurice disliked such deep schemers. She preferred straightforward people like Armando and Kevin.
Armando was always busy with work, rarely having time to talk to her. Her daughter Fiona was independent and had her own ideas, making it hard to connect. But Kevin always had engaging conversations with her, bringing a bit of joy to her otherwise dull life.
It's lonely at the top. The higher her status, the fewer people she could speak honestly with. Having a young friend like Kevin was nice, even if he occasionally took small liberties. Besides, she was a forty-something woman, and he was a sixteen-year-old boy. Who was really taking advantage of whom?
Maurice, influenced by her father, had read many historical books and knew about the ancient practice of keeping young boys for pleasure. Wealthy families often dressed up teenage boys as girls for the amusement of high-ranking officials.
This trend seemed to be resurfacing, with many female leaders favoring young boys. She knew of a female deputy mayor who had relations with several boys, using their semen for beauty treatments, becoming a local scandal.
Of course, Maurice wasn't that twisted to have Kevin serve her, but she had to admit that being with Kevin made her feel younger. She didn't have to worry about schemes, power struggles, or political balance. Even the occasional physical contact with a handsome boy brought back a bit of her first love's feeling.
Kevin was also very respectful, never using their relationship to ask for favors, which made her appreciate him even more. She even briefly considered pairing him with her daughter but quickly dismissed the idea.
The Wilson family in Skyview City was a political family, though with few members. In her generation, she was the only daughter, so all political resources were invested in her husband Armando to support the family. They only had one daughter, Fiona, who traditionally should marry into a family of equal status to strengthen their power.
But Fiona was independent and uncontrollable, hard to manage since middle school. Everything had to be discussed with her, and she would never agree to a marriage arranged for family interests.
Without Fiona's cooperation, the idea of a political marriage was a fantasy. Maurice had discussed this with Armando, who was quite relaxed about it, saying times had changed, and each generation had its way of living. He believed in the natural cycle of rise and fall, and no family could stay powerful forever.
Maurice gradually accepted this. Fiona had the freedom to choose her life, as long as it wasn't too outrageous. She didn't want to impose a heavy moral burden on her daughter's future, which would make her a selfish mother.