Chapter 1850
Seeing Christopher's behavior getting more and more inappropriate, Audrey stood up abruptly and said coldly, "Christopher, we're neighbors, and you're older than me, so I respect you. But please respect yourself too. I'm leaving now." She turned to go.
Christopher, seeing Audrey about to leave, instinctively blocked her path and nervously explained, "Hey, Audrey, I didn't mean anything by it. I was just joking around. Please don't be mad. It's late, and there are no streetlights in the alley. What if something happens? Just stay a bit longer. I promise I won't bring it up again. I'm sorry." He even slapped his own mouth as he spoke.
"Alright." Audrey, seeing his reaction, calmed down. It was late, and she didn't want to be outside alone. She thought about how Jason would be back soon and sat back down on the couch. She said in a serious tone, "Christopher, we haven't known each other long, but I think you're a good person. However, some jokes are off-limits. I hope you understand."
"I understand, I really do," Christopher quickly replied. "Audrey, there's a colleague in my office who always talks about her and her husband's private life. At first, I reacted just like you, thinking such things shouldn't be discussed in public. But she laughed at me, saying that married people shouldn't be so uptight. Over time, I got used to it and thought all married women were like that. It's all Cecilia's fault. I'll have a word with her at work tomorrow."
"Let it go. Everyone's different. Maybe she doesn't mind talking like that. We have teachers like that at our school too," Audrey said with a sigh. She had been feeling down lately because she was often isolated by her female colleagues at school.
One teacher, Vanessa, particularly disliked her and often caused trouble. Audrey, being new, didn't want to stir up conflict and always chose to back down, which only made Vanessa more aggressive. Vanessa dressed provocatively, showing off her legs and cleavage, and had a reputation for being involved with other colleagues. Everyone seemed to accept it, making Audrey feel out of place and outdated.
"You teachers sure know how to talk," Christopher said with a grin. "Audrey, if I had a teacher like you back in school, maybe I would've gotten into a good college."
"Christopher, you're too kind. I'm not as great as you think," Audrey said, feeling a bit embarrassed. She chatted with Christopher for a while longer, thinking he might just be straightforward without any ill intentions. This, however, would lead to future complications.
After about half an hour, Audrey's phone rang. It was her husband, Jason, who had returned home and was wondering where she was. Audrey got up to leave, and Christopher walked her to the door, smiling and saying, "Audrey, we're neighbors now. If you ever need anything, just let me know. I might not be very capable, but I know a lot of people. Don't hesitate to ask."
"Alright, goodbye, Christopher," Audrey said with a smile, waving as she left. Christopher returned to the living room, inhaling the lingering scent of Audrey's perfume. He walked over to the couch, where she had been sitting, and placed his hand on the spot, feeling the warmth left by her body. He closed his eyes, imagining he was touching her round, firm buttocks. With his other hand, he pulled out his already erect penis and began to masturbate, breathing heavily, "Audrey, I want you. I want to make love to you. Give yourself to me."
Soon, he climaxed, ejaculating onto the couch.
In the following days, Christopher familiarized himself with Audrey's schedule. She usually left home at 7:10 AM, left school at 12:20 PM, returned at 2:30 PM, and finished work at 6:30 PM. Since Jason often picked her up from school, Christopher rarely had a chance to be alone with her. He would leave a few minutes early to walk with her for a bit, chatting and stealing glances at her ample breasts. At night, he fantasized about Audrey while having sex with his wife, Violet.
One morning, Christopher left home at 7:00 AM and saw Audrey waiting at the alley entrance. Her figure was particularly enticing, and he hurried over, excitedly saying, "Audrey, you're up early today."
Audrey, dressed in a white blouse and jeans, looked especially attractive. Her tall, slender figure, full breasts, and curvy hips made Christopher's desire flare up. He wanted nothing more than to take this alluring teacher in his arms.
Audrey, looking a bit shy, walked with Christopher for a while before softly saying, "Christopher, I need your help with something."
"Anything, just tell me. If I can help, I will."
Christopher was surprised but pleased. Despite seeing Audrey often, they had only a superficial relationship, and he had never been to her home. Now, with Audrey asking for his help, he saw an opportunity.
It turned out that Audrey's husband, Jason, wanted to open a restaurant but was having trouble getting the business license. Although Jason was from Harmony County, he didn't know many people in the city. They had to turn to Christopher for help.
Christopher readily agreed and called a friend in the relevant government office. The license was quickly approved, and Jason was very grateful, inviting Christopher over for dinner.
That evening, Christopher brought a bottle of red wine and knocked on their door. Audrey answered, saying Jason would be home soon and that Christopher should wait while she cooked.
Christopher sat on the couch for a while but got bored and wandered to the kitchen door. He saw Audrey chopping vegetables, wearing a thin nightgown and an apron. Her long, shapely legs, slender waist, and round hips made his heart race, and he swallowed hard.
Audrey turned and saw Christopher standing behind her, startled. "Christopher, what are you doing here?"
"I thought you might need help," Christopher quickly said.
"No need," Audrey smiled. "We're already very grateful for your help with the license. This is just a small thing. Dinner will be ready soon. Please wait in the living room."
"Alright," Christopher said, reluctantly leaving the kitchen. He wandered around the living room before heading to the bedroom door. He gently pushed it open and saw a cozy room with a double bed covered in a red floral bedspread. A wedding photo of Jason and Audrey hung on the wall, with Audrey's ample breasts barely concealed by her wedding dress. The room smelled faintly of her perfume.
He glanced back at the kitchen, then boldly entered the bedroom. He saw a few long hairs on the right pillow, knowing it was Audrey's side. Excited, he pressed his face to the pillow, inhaling her scent. His penis quickly became erect.
"Audrey, Ms. Johnson, you drive me crazy," he panted. He felt something under the pillow and found a pink lace bra. Thrilled, he brought it to his nose, inhaling the faint scent of her breasts. Imagining the bra had recently held Audrey's full, firm breasts, he grew even harder. He unzipped his pants, wrapped the soft bra around his penis, and began to masturbate, feeling as if Audrey's breasts were squeezing him.
After a few strokes, he heard the front door open. He quickly hid the bra under the pillow, fixed his clothes, and returned to the living room. Jason entered, warmly greeting Christopher. Audrey soon brought out the food, and they drank red wine together.
Jason, unable to hold his liquor as well as Christopher, soon became very drunk. Holding his glass, he said, "Christopher, thank you so much. Cheers!" He downed his wine in one gulp.
Audrey frowned, "Jason, you should drink less. That's enough for tonight."
Jason glared at his wife, "I'm happy tonight. Don't tell me what to do."
Christopher quickly intervened, "Jason, Audrey's right. You shouldn't drink too much. I think you've had enough."
Jason, his face red, glared at Christopher, "Who says I've had enough? I'll show you." He grabbed the wine bottle, chugged the rest, and then threw the bottle, shattering it. He collapsed onto the table, snoring loudly.
Audrey, looking embarrassed, explained to Christopher, "Please don't mind him. He gets emotional when he drinks too much. He doesn't handle alcohol well."
Christopher knelt to help pick up the broken glass, saying, "Audrey, it's my fault for drinking with him. I'll clean up. You take care of Jason."
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