Chapter 829: The Private Conversation Between the Evans Sisters
"Oh my, it's so hot today. I'm drenched in sweat, even my underwear is soaked," Florence said as she walked in, immediately stripping off her red camisole, followed by her bra and panties. The young woman's fair, naked body was fully exposed.
Kevin, standing by the door, gazed at Florence's smooth, delicate back, her round, firm buttocks still quivering. Her snow-white, athletic body exuded endless vitality, making Kevin's lower abdomen heat up and his penis throb violently. Suddenly, his urethra opened, and the accumulated semen spurted out, landing all over Florence's snow-white buttocks. The milky fluid slid down her skin, following the black butterfly tattoo on her lower back.
"What is this?" Florence felt a warm sensation on her butt and instinctively turned to look. Evelyn quickly stepped forward, embracing her sister and leading her towards the bathtub, saying, "Let me check. Maybe some hot water splashed out accidentally. Let's get in and wash it off."
Seeing this, Kevin tiptoed out of the bathroom. However, he slipped and fell just outside the door, landing awkwardly on the floor. Feeling half his butt go numb, he gritted his teeth and slowly crawled out of the bathroom.
Inside the bathroom, the two sisters were lying in the bathtub, chatting. Florence noticed Evelyn's flushed face and distracted demeanor. Smiling, she asked, "Sis, what were you doing in here earlier?"
"Obviously, I was taking a bath," Evelyn replied, her heart skipping a beat but maintaining a nonchalant expression. "What else would I be doing in the bathroom?"
"There are plenty of things you could be doing," Florence said with a mischievous grin, kicking Evelyn's butt with her long, slender leg. "You were definitely up to no good. I bet things aren't going well between you and brother-in-law lately, right? My brother-in-law is something else, acting busier than a prime minister just because he's a construction bureau chief. He barely comes home, leaving his beautiful wife alone. Isn't he afraid you'll cheat on him?"
"Shut up. Mind your own business with your brother-in-law," Evelyn snapped, frowning at her sister. "And what about you? You had a good life but insisted on getting a divorce. You're still young; you should find a new man soon, or it will get harder as you get older."
"Forget it. I finally got my freedom back and don't want to live under someone's thumb again. I've decided to enjoy myself for a few years first," Florence said, glancing at Evelyn. "At least you have a husband, but you still have to take care of things yourself."
"You're always talking nonsense. Is that all marriage means to you?" Evelyn sighed. Her sister had always been rebellious and forward-thinking, doing things impulsively. Florence had married within a month of meeting her ex-husband, only to fight constantly and divorce within two years.
"Of course. What else are men good for?" Florence scoffed. "Big cities are better; women can hire gigolos without getting married. Back home, there are plenty of call girls but no gigolos. It's so boring. Maybe I'll check out the city sometime."
"Florence, I'm warning you. You can be willful, but don't go overboard," Evelyn said sternly. "You'll bring shame not just to yourself but to the whole family. Last time, your divorce nearly sent our parents to the hospital. Can you stop being so selfish?"
"Alright, alright, I was just joking," Florence said, trying to placate her sister with a smile. "I wouldn't touch those gigolos anyway. By the way, why hasn't Albert come to my place to play recently? He seemed down when I saw him earlier and didn't respond enthusiastically when I spoke to him. What's going on?"
"Who knows? I've asked him several times, but he won't say. He even gets angry with me. I can't lose my temper with him either. Kids these days," Evelyn said, feeling frustrated whenever her son was mentioned.
"Albert is a smart kid. He just has a playful nature. He'll come around," Florence said, then added with a mischievous smile, "By the way, Albert has really grown up. Last time he was at my place, he peeked at me while I was showering. I pretended not to notice to avoid embarrassing him."
"You shouldn't tolerate such behavior. You're divorced, but you still act like a child," Evelyn said, shaking her head in exasperation. She glanced at Florence's perky breasts and long legs, her fair, voluptuous body half-hidden in the water, creating a strong visual impact. Evelyn felt a pang of envy. Despite being married, Florence had maintained her figure, dressing boldly and still attracting men's attention wherever she went.
"So what? Life is about being happy. A woman's prime years are short. If you keep worrying about this and that, it's no fun," Florence said with a hint of sarcasm. "Sis, I know you like being a good wife and mother, but you have to see if it's worth it. Don't blame me for not warning you. Men aren't always reliable. A woman should have a backup plan to avoid being left out in the cold."
"What do you mean?" Evelyn asked, sensing a hidden meaning in her sister's words.
"Nothing, just speaking from experience," Florence replied with a smile. "Many women think that if they give their all to a man, he'll be good to them forever. But in reality, men can be ruthless. Once you become a nagging old wife, they might turn to younger women. What will you do then? Fight for your place and feel disgusted, or step aside and feel heartbroken?"
The thought of her husband bringing home a younger woman one day made Evelyn shiver. She instinctively asked, "What should I do then?"
"That's easy. Save some money for yourself. How much pocket money does brother-in-law give you each month?" Florence asked, perking up. She sat up in the tub, her firm breasts bouncing slightly.
"He gives me his salary card. It's about seven or eight thousand a month," Evelyn said. "If I need to buy something big, I just tell him, and he buys it. He's quite responsible in that aspect."
"Please, that's just a small favor to keep you happy. As the head of the construction bureau, he probably gets plenty of bribes. He doesn't care about his salary card," Florence scoffed. "Sis, you can't be too soft-hearted. You need to drain his money so he can't spend it on a mistress. Tell him you need to go to the beauty salon or buy branded bags. If he refuses, start visiting his office with meals and clothes, saying you're worried about his health. Don't fight with him, but make him give in. If he doesn't, I'll step in next time."
"You always come up with bad ideas. I can't do that," Evelyn said, shaking her head. She couldn't bring herself to do such things. "I don't think your brother-in-law is that kind of person. Besides, we have a child. Even if he doesn't care about me, he cares about the child, right?"
"You're overestimating men's limits," Florence said coldly. "Sis, I've said my piece. Don't regret it later."
"Alright, I know you mean well," Evelyn said with a smile, though her mind was on Kevin, wondering if he had left. "Okay, you take your time washing up. I'm going to get dressed."
"Why are you in such a hurry? I wanted to chat with you a bit more," Florence said, standing up as well. Her full, perky breasts and curvy hips moved sensuously.
Though they were sisters, their personalities and bodies were vastly different. Evelyn was petite and curvy, with a voluptuous figure that exuded a mature charm. Florence, on the other hand, was slim with firm, perky breasts, a flexible waist, and tight skin, her body radiating youthful energy. At this moment, the two sisters stood naked, one tall and one short, one voluptuous and gentle, the other slim and sexy, one mature and steady, the other cold and rebellious, fully displaying their feminine beauty, though no one was there to appreciate it.
The Evans sisters were well-known in their hometown, not just for their beauty but also because their father, Geoffrey, had been a prominent figure, holding several key positions in various towns. However, his integrity and refusal to curry favor had made him many enemies, hindering his career advancement.
Geoffrey's two daughters were famed for their beauty, attracting numerous suitors. Evelyn married Barrett, becoming the wife of a bureau chief, while Florence's ex-husband, Lawrence, though not in government, was a successful contractor and businessman. The Evans family, with one son-in-law in government and the other in business, was the envy of many. However, things had soured; Evelyn's marriage was strained, and Florence's divorce had caused a scandal, bringing shame to Geoffrey. If not for Evelyn's mediation, Geoffrey would have disowned his second daughter.
As they stepped out of the bathroom, Florence suddenly exclaimed, stepping back and wrinkling her nose. "Sis, what's this on the floor?"
Evelyn quickly looked down and saw a sticky, milky-white substance on the floor. She realized it was Kevin's semen, accidentally spilled when he left. "What else? It's just some shower gel. Don't get all worked up," she said, quickly wiping it up and throwing the cloth into the trash, feeling a bit annoyed. Kevin had taken forever to ejaculate, but seeing her sister naked, he had cum instantly. What a fickle little brat.
"That's not right," Florence said, bending down and touching the liquid with her finger, then sniffing it. "Sis, this smells like semen."
"You're being paranoid. There's no one else here but us. How could it be that?" Evelyn said, her heart racing. She quickly cleaned up the mess, feeling a mix of frustration and relief.
"What do you mean no one else? You forgot Albert is home," Florence said with a sly smile. "I bet Albert was hiding outside, masturbating while watching us. He's really growing up. Sis, you need to watch out. Albert isn't a little boy anymore; he's in his teenage years. Don't let him cause trouble."
"Albert wouldn't do that. You're worrying for nothing," Evelyn said, though she felt a pang of concern. Her son's issues were more serious than Florence knew. After a long talk with Albert, he seemed less reckless but also more distant, no longer as close and open with her. Evelyn regretted being so harsh and wanted to mend their relationship.
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