Chapter 860: Under-the-Table Shenanigans
"Mum, I feel so good," Kevin relaxed his body, lying on Grace's back, his large hand caressing her smooth and delicate buttocks, his member still deeply embedded in her instinctively contracting, soaked in a mixture of lust and fluids, savoring the mature scent of his mother figure's hair, feeling extremely comfortable.
Grace closed her eyes, breathing heavily, her face flushed, feeling extremely satisfied both physically and mentally, with all the fatigue from their recent journey dispersed. Sensing that Kevin's manhood was still not completely flaccid inside her, she turned to him, smiled suggestively, and said, "Seems like the little guy isn't done yet. Let's eat first and talk afterward."
Only then did Kevin slowly retract his manhood. Seeing the reddish-brown lips at the cleft of Grace's buttocks parting like an open clamshell, with the moist flesh seam oozing milky-white lust, flowing down along her slender, fair legs like jade columns, the debauched scene excited him once again; he truly wanted to thrust his engorged flesh deep inside for another round.
After tidying up their mess, the two left the bedroom one after the other. Byron was setting the table with dishes when he saw his wife and Kevin coming out. He chuckled and said, "Grace, the food is ready. Let's eat."
"Byron, take a break, let me do it." Grace saw her husband sweating profusely, feeling guilty, she hurried to help. Perhaps it was due to the recent moisturization by the young man's seed, her skin was rosy, radiant, her jade arms smooth, especially her lengthy fair legs looking luminous. Her swaying large buttocks added to her charm, making even Byron somewhat mesmerized. Did she sneak off to the bedroom for a quick touch-up to surprise him?
"Mom, I'm back." Just then, a fragrant breeze entered through the door, a short young man walked in, Grace's son Andy carrying a large bucket of Sprite. He hesitated for a moment when he saw Kevin and then greeted him slightly embarrassed, saying, "Bro, you're here."
"Yeah, just arrived." Kevin took the heavy Sprite from Andy and placed it on the table, casually inquiring, "Andy, how's your basketball practice been going lately?"
"Nothing special." Andy glanced at his mother, somewhat helpless, and said, "Just don't have time to practice. Mom wants me to review the lessons of the first year, so I've been studying every day. How can I find time to play ball?"
Andy was about to enter his freshman year, and Grace was worried that his foundation was too weak to keep up with the classes. Hence, she asked him to prepare early during the summer break to prevent him from ending up at the bottom of the class, leaving a bad impression on the teachers.
"Why do I ask you to review? Isn't it common sense that the bird that flies earliest gets the worm?" Grace scowled when she heard her son's complaint, "If you had Kevin's brains, you wouldn't have to be top ten every time, even if you could make it to the top thirty, I wouldn't bother with you. You can't study on your own, yet you want to slack off. I see you're beyond redemption."
Seeing this, Byron chuckled and said, "Grace, that's enough. Andy seems to be trying hard. Don't always compare him to others. Come on, let's eat before the food gets cold."
"Eat, eat, eat. All you do is eat and play all day." Grace had a resentful expression, even scolding her husband, "You're a wimp yourself, and you want our son to be a wimp like you? What can he do if he fails to get into college, selling stuff like you? If he weren't my son, I wouldn't bother with him."
Byron and the father-son pair were left speechless under Grace's admonishment, creating an awkward atmosphere in the living room. Sensing this, Kevin quickly stepped forward, pulling Grace's arm to defuse the tension. "Mom, what are you doing? Everyone's situation is different. When I was in junior high, I was also playful all day with poor grades. It wasn't until high school that I improved. Learning requires understanding. The more you scold him, the less likely he'll understand. Experts say on TV to encourage kids more, positively guide them, don't dampen their enthusiasm for learning. You're a teacher and don't know this? Andy still has three more years until the college entrance exam— you're pushing him too hard. Can he endure until then?"
A thoughtful expression flickered in Grace's eyes; she had indeed not considered the situation from her son's perspective. High school students currently faced immense pressure, with news of escapades and truancy rampant. At least for now, she saw no signs of Andy losing interest in his studies. With this in mind, her expression softened, and she huffed, "You think I don't understand? Every parent wants their child to succeed. I push him for his own good. Andy, high school isn't like it used to be. If you don't understand something, ask your teachers and classmates promptly or ask your 'brother' Kevin. Forget it, let's eat first."
This relieved Byron, thinking that Bethany's son was indeed outstanding, with good grades and the ability to speak so persuasively. If his son had half of Kevin's traits, he would be content.
Andy, full of gratitude, looked at Kevin. If Kevin hadn't spoken up for him earlier, his future might have been even harder.
The four sat down at the dining table, Grace and Byron facing each other, with Andy and Kevin on either side.
"Kevin, dig in, especially since you're in your prime, you need to replenish your nutrients. Try some of these braised prawns," Grace handed him a plate with a smile. "I made these myself. Tell me if they're good."
"Mom, your prawns are much tastier than what they serve in restaurants, crispy and fragrant," Kevin complimented, even though in truth, Grace's culinary skills fell far short of Evelyn's or Bethany's, barely making the cut.
"Really?" Grace's smile brightened, "You're the one with taste. Come over for meals more often, and I'll cook you prawns every time."
"Thanks, Mom." Kevin grinned, finding Grace's straightforward demeanor easier to handle than Audrey's delicate nature.
Feeling a slight tightness in his pants, he reached down to adjust his underwear, accidentally brushing against something slippery. Looking down, he saw Grace's sturdy and round white thighs gently moving towards his shin, arousing him. Glancing at Byron and Andy, engrossed in their meal, he daringly placed his hand on her enticing thigh, feeling its smooth and delicate texture, sliding upwards, unable to resist exploring further.
Watching the two interact intimately, Andy's emotions were complicated. When he accidentally stumbled upon his mother and Kevin at the clothing store last time, he was taken aback to discover their affair. Surprisingly, his outrage wasn't directed towards his father but towards a sense of unfairness, feeling that if his mother were to have extramarital affairs, she should turn to him instead of favoring an outsider.
However, after a heart-to-heart with Grace, cautioning against baseless assumptions, Andy realized his mother would never engage in incest. Although he was disgruntled, he couldn't help but feel resentment towards Kevin, the audacious and shameless man who dared seduce his mother. Picturing his mother's voluptuous form being ravished by Kevin embittered him.
Nonetheless, when the school bully Jeremy came after him, it was Kevin who stepped in to resolve the situation. This gesture shifted Andy's perception of Kevin. Instead of letting other men lay claim to his mother's body, he would rather Kevin have the upper hand. After all, Kevin was also Grace's stepson; he couldn't be considered a complete outsider.
Observing Kevin expertly placating his mother, Andy admired his ability to deceive, having grown up eating the food she cooked. Even though he knew Grace's cooking much better, why couldn't he flatter her as effortlessly as Kevin did? With Kevin's thick skin, he could have had a girlfriend by now.
Noticing Andy's unnatural expression, Grace assumed he was jealous and placed a sweet and sour spare rib into Andy's bowl, saying, "Andy, eat more meat and grow tall like your 'brother,' Kevin."
Feeling resentful, Andy stared at his food, feeling that in his mother's eyes, he couldn't compare to Kevin. No matter what he said, she always used Kevin as a benchmark. As he looked down, he noticed his mother's arm trembling slightly as she held her fork, her expression seeming off, her forehead furrowed, lips clenched, as if enduring some pain. What's wrong with Mom? Is she feeling unwell? Andy found the situation odd, then glanced downward, spotting a hand stealthily caressing his mother's thick, solid white thigh, the fingertips about to reach the edge of her shorts, getting perilously close to her plump and full pubic area.
Oh... Andy nearly gasped, quickly diverting his gaze, focusing on his food, feeling his heart pounding. He couldn't believe Kevin would be so bold, discreetly touching his mother's thigh in front of him and his father. However, there was an inexplicable mix of excitement and jealousy within him. He even started to fantasize that it wasn't Kevin's hand but his own, longing to touch his mother's enticing secret spot. The thought of succumbing to his mother's allure had become a dream for him.
Glancing at Kevin, Andy saw him eating with one hand while the other ventured beneath the table, his arm in subtle motion, clearly continuing to violate his mother's body. As Grace's complexion grew increasingly flushed, her fair arms pressed against the table while struggling to keep hold of her fork, her eyes drooling with desire.
The sensual sight overwhelmed Andy, causing his mouth to grow dry. He picked up the glass of Sprite beside him and purposely drank several sips, feeling hotter still. Unable to resist, he discreetly gazed downwards again, only to witness Kevin's hand sliding inside his mother's shorts, unable to discern its exact position but noticing a bulge forming at the crotch of her shorts, something wriggling inside it, like a mouse burrowing.
Kevin had actually reached his mother's intimacy. Andy's eyes blazed with flames of jealousy, frantically swallowing, his member in his pants now stiff to the point of pain. It aired a fiery itch that yearned for release. However, he lacked the courage to emulate Kevin's boldness in stealthily touching his mother's lily-white thighs.
Andy could only watch as Kevin's hand moved incessantly within his mother's shorts, feeling a mix of envy and arousal. Ultimately, Kevin had ventured where Andy didn't dare, doing what he secretly wished to do. In that moment, he wished he could transform into Kevin's hand, experiencing the tantalizing delicacy of his mother's sanctum. The enticing flavor that his mind endlessly sought.
Kevin was beyond lucky, to be able to touch his mother's intimacy. Andy once tried to insert his penis into his mother's buttocks while she slept; however, his tiny member and overwhelming excitement led to premature ejaculation before he could even touch her. Since then, Grace had been more alert, denying him another chance. The missed opportunity left him with lingering regret.
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