Chapter 1852
Audrey's head was spinning, and she couldn't make out the man's voice in front of her. She instinctively said, "I'm so hot, I can't breathe. Can you help me unbutton my shirt?"
Christopher hesitated, looking at Audrey's enticing breasts gently rising and falling in front of him. He was excited but also unsure. Audrey wasn't the type of woman to be promiscuous, and if she woke up and realized he wasn't Jason, things could get messy.
"I really can't take it anymore," Audrey said, her breathing becoming more labored. She tried to unbutton her shirt but was too weak, her fingers fumbling without success. "Christopher, please help me."
"Alright, I'll help you," Christopher said, holding Audrey's soft, warm body and inhaling her captivating scent. He couldn't resist any longer and began unbuttoning her shirt with trembling fingers. One button, two buttons, and soon all the buttons were undone, revealing a pink bra that encased her full, round breasts. The sight of her ample bosom made his heart race and his blood boil, causing an erection that tented his pants.
Christopher's breathing became rapid, his mouth dry as he stared at the breasts that many men dreamed of. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard member, starting to stroke it. He hadn't completely lost his mind; he knew that if Audrey woke up, she wouldn't forgive him, and Jason might even come after him. He wasn't bold enough to take full advantage of her, but he couldn't resist the temptation to touch her breasts, feeling satisfied with this close-up view.
Audrey, still feeling breathless despite her shirt being unbuttoned, reached behind to unclasp her bra and tossed it aside. Her large, round breasts bounced free, swaying in the air. The sight of her pale skin, pink nipples, and dark areolas was incredibly seductive.
Christopher's mind went blank, his rationality snapping as his suppressed desires surged forth. He instinctively reached out and grabbed one of Audrey's breasts, feeling its fullness in his hand.
Audrey moaned softly, her chest tingling as she felt Jason's touch. "Don't touch me, Jason. I feel so uncomfortable."
Christopher's desire was now uncontrollable, and he began to knead Audrey's breasts. She was too alluring, and the sensation of her breasts in his hands was intoxicating, far surpassing the feel of his wife Violet's. Audrey's skin was tight and elastic, a true beauty.
"Honey, I'm so itchy," Audrey murmured, her body responding to Christopher's touch. Since Jason left, she had been alone, and the pent-up desire now exploded. She instinctively moved her hips, her vagina already secreting fluids in preparation for intercourse.
"Ms. Johnson, I really like you," Christopher said, playing with Audrey's ample breasts, his fingers sinking into her soft flesh. He leaned in close to her face, admiring her beauty, his desire growing stronger. Tonight might be his only chance; he couldn't miss it. Maybe Audrey liked him, too, and if he missed this opportunity, he might regret it forever.
He inhaled her scent and began licking her long, white neck.
Audrey squirmed, seemingly enjoying Jason's caresses. Suddenly, a sense of unease washed over her as fragmented memories surfaced. She remembered sending Jason off to the train station in the south. How could he suddenly be here? Who was the man holding her?
Audrey's mind cleared momentarily, and she forced her eyes open to see a familiar man on top of her. Her shirt and bra were gone, and his hands were kneading her breasts while his tongue licked her neck. Fear surged through her, and she tried to push him away, but her arms felt like lead. She struggled to say, "Christopher, stop. I'm married. Let go of me. Why did you take off my clothes?"
"Audrey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. You were too hot and couldn't breathe, so I unbuttoned your shirt. You took off your bra yourself," Christopher said, trying to sound innocent, his hands still on her breasts. "I was just trying to help you feel better, really."
"I'm fine now. Please let go of me," Audrey said, vaguely recalling asking Christopher to help her unbutton her shirt and texting him to pick her up. But their current position was too intimate, especially with him kneading her breasts, making her feel a mix of shame and arousal.
"Audrey, your heart is racing. I know a bit about massage; it can help you sober up quickly," Christopher said, unwilling to let go. He pretended to massage her breasts, causing waves of pleasure to ripple through her.
"Really, it's not necessary," Audrey said, her mind still foggy. Christopher's words sounded reasonable, but she felt embarrassed. Even if it was a massage, he shouldn't be touching her breasts. She was married and had never been touched by another man. His hands on her breasts sent waves of pleasure through her body, making her instinctively excited.
"It's okay, Audrey. Just rest for a bit," Christopher said, relieved that Audrey hadn't immediately gotten angry. He knew that women often resisted out of modesty, but once they accepted the initial contact, they wouldn't resist further advances. If he could seduce Audrey tonight, it wouldn't be considered rape, just an affair. He was confident he could satisfy her with his large member and make her his.
Audrey, drunk and stimulated by Christopher's touch, felt a mix of shame and satisfaction. She was a normal woman, and Jason had been gone for a month. Her body was starved for affection, but she retained a shred of rationality, resisting the desire within her. She couldn't betray Jason. She panted, "Christopher, thank you, but I'm really fine now. Please let go of me."
"Audrey, I mean no harm. Trust me, don't you feel better now?" Christopher said, pinching her nipples and watching her expression. Her resistance was weakening, and she was starting to respond to him. He was excited, confident he could seduce her tonight.
He wasn't satisfied with just playing with her breasts. He continued to knead them while kissing her neck and chin, then her smooth face. He abandoned all pretense and began to kiss her passionately.
"Don't, Christopher, please. We can't do this," Audrey said, realizing Christopher's intentions. She was trapped in a web of desire, unable to resist.
"Audrey, I'm sorry. You're too beautiful. I've liked you since I first saw you. I've been thinking about you every day, dreaming about you at night. I envy your husband, but he doesn't appreciate you, leaving you alone. I know you're lonely. I'll stay with you and protect you," Christopher said, one hand on her breast and the other on her round hips, kissing her lips.
Audrey's eyes widened, trying to escape Christopher's kiss, but he held her tightly. His tongue invaded her mouth, swirling and sucking.
Why was this happening? Audrey's mind went blank, her body stiffening. When Christopher's tongue entered her mouth, she finally broke down, giving up resistance. Her hands weakly hit his shoulders, but it felt more like a massage. She felt ashamed, wondering how she could do this. Jason had only been gone a month, and she was already kissing and embracing another man, letting him play with her breasts, and even enjoying it. Was she really that promiscuous?
Under Christopher's kisses, Audrey's defenses crumbled, and she moaned seductively. Her body relaxed, her smooth arms wrapping around his neck, offering a passionate kiss. Her tongue intertwined with his, exchanging saliva, and her breasts rubbed against his chest.
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