Chapter 52 Incest
Quentin Rodriguez paused and saw Audrey's determined look. He didn't dare push his luck; if he went too far, he could end up in jail instead of getting what he wanted. Deciding to back off for now, he sneered, "Audrey, I've never failed to get the woman I want. Don't think Oliver Jones can protect you. He's just a principal; my uncle is the deputy director of the education bureau. Sooner or later, I'll have you." With that, he swaggered away.
Audrey felt a sinking feeling in her heart. She hadn't expected Quentin to threaten her so openly, and there was nothing she could do. Unless she quit, she couldn't escape his harassment, even if she left the school.
Suddenly, the door next door opened, and Christopher Miller peeked out, looking concerned. "Audrey, are you alright? It's been pretty unsafe around here lately. Why don't you come over to my place for a bit? My wife is on the night shift."
Audrey shot Christopher a cold glance. She knew he had heard the commotion but had been too scared to come out. Now, he was trying to act friendly. Feeling a wave of disgust, she replied, "I'm fine." Without another word, she turned and went into her house.
Christopher looked a bit embarrassed. He knew that if he had come out to play the hero, Audrey might have looked at him differently, maybe even fallen for him. But he didn't have the guts. Who knew if the attacker had a weapon? Getting stabbed wouldn't be worth it.
Audrey took a shower, changed her clothes, and lay in bed with a troubled mind. Quentin Rodriguez had been harassing her for a while, and she had tolerated it as long as it wasn't too excessive. But now Quentin was losing patience, and there were rumors he might become the head of the teaching and research office. That would make it even easier for him to make her life difficult. She had been at the school for several years without a promotion and hoped to get one this year. But with limited positions and many competitors, it was already tough. If Quentin deliberately blocked her promotion, it would be even harder. Should she seek help from Oliver Jones?
A struggle flickered across Audrey's face. It seemed that only the principal could help her escape Quentin's harassment.
Kevin returned home to find his mother, Bethany Harris, mending a pair of pants. A pile of small change was on the table. Bethany had worked at a factory in the city, but it had closed down, leaving her unemployed. For the past few years, she had been working as a sales clerk at a clothing store and taking on sewing jobs at night to support Kevin 's education.
Seeing the few strands of white hair on his mother's head, Kevin felt a pang of guilt. He walked over, began massaging her shoulders, and spoke tenderly, "Mom, it's so late. Why don’t you sleep?"
Bethany turned and smiled at Kevin . "It's alright. I have a few more to finish. How was school today?"
Thinking about how he had claimed to devote himself to schoolwork but had instead had sex with both Evelyn Allen and Alissa, Kevin blushed slightly. "It was fine. Mom, you need to take care of yourself and don’t work too hard."
"That's good." Bethany put down the pants and stood up to look at her son, who was now a head taller than her. "Kevin , as long as you study hard and get into a good college, all my hard work will be worth it."
Kevin looked at his mother's somewhat haggard face and her simple, worn clothes, feeling a deep sense of discomfort. Bethany had been a beauty in her day—not as dazzling as Daisy Jones or as charming as Evelyn Allen, but she had her own charm. After Kevin 's father passed away, life had been tough. Many men had pursued Bethany, but she had refused them all for Kevin 's sake and carried the burden of the family alone. The hardships had aged her prematurely.
"Mom, when I start earning money, I won't let you suffer anymore." Kevin suddenly hugged his mother tightly, his voice choked with emotion. He knew he had to study hard and get into college, determined not to waste his life on foolishness.
"You silly boy, you're too old to say things like that. Aren't you afraid people will laugh at you?" Bethany was not used to such affection from her son. His tall, strong body pressed against her, stiffening her plump, mature frame. Yet, hearing his heartfelt words, she felt deeply moved. Her son was finally growing up and becoming sensible, which made all her sacrifices worthwhile.
"So what? I'm still your son no matter how old I get." Kevin protested, though his earlier sadness had lessened. He suddenly became aware of the warmth from his mother's soft, plump body. He had often been close to her but never with any improper thoughts. However, after sleeping with Alissa, he began to see every woman differently. Tonight, he realized his mother was also a mature, attractive woman longing for a man's touch.
Kevin quickly let go of his mother, feeling anxious. Scenes from that Japanese porn he had watched at Albert Williams' house flashed in his mind, where a boy, seduced by his mother's body, made love to her wildly in bed, filled her with his semen, and left marks of their lovemaking all over her voluptuous body.
No, this was too absurd. Kevin fought to stop thinking about it, but his eyes couldn't help but drift to his mother's chest. It was summer, and Bethany was dressed casually at home, wearing a tank top without a bra. Her large breasts stood high, revealing a white cleavage, with her nipples pressing against the fabric forming two noticeable bumps. She wore cotton shorts, exposing her smooth, soft legs. Bethany was about five feet five inches tall. Though she wasn't as tall and slender as Daisy Jones, nor as petite as Evelyn Allen, she had a curvy figure with full breasts and round hips.
Bethany had no idea about her son's inappropriate thoughts. Seeing Kevin in a daze, she smiled and said, "Kevin , have you had dinner? I left some bread and soup in the kitchen. Have some and go to sleep." She sat back down and continued her work.
"Oh, okay," Kevin replied hastily, feeling flustered. He quickly went to the kitchen, devoured his meal, and then headed to the bathroom for a shower. The bathroom was small, with a sink and toilet at the entrance and a showerhead inside. They used an old-fashioned solar water heater. Kevin stripped off his clothes and stepped under the shower, his mind replaying the scene from earlier, which caused his cock to slowly erect.
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