Chapter 870 Kimberly's Dilemma
"Beautiful," Kevin said instinctively, swallowing hard. He suddenly realized something was off and quickly corrected himself, "Kimberly, I didn't mean to look. You asked, so I looked. It's not... I mean, it is beautiful, but I shouldn't have looked."
"You...," Kimberly was caught between laughter and frustration. She shook her head helplessly. She knew Kevin wasn't a troublemaker. Letting him look was no big deal; she hadn't lost anything. Besides, he had already seen and even touched her before. Remembering the sensation of Kevin's warm hands on her breasts last time made her nipples tingle slightly.
"Kimberly, come have some watermelon. It's hot," Bethany said, emerging from the kitchen with a plate of sliced watermelon. She smiled at Kevin and said, "Kimberly came over specifically to see you. She said your English foundation is weak and wants to help you improve over the summer."
"English tutoring?" Kevin was taken aback and looked at Kimberly. She had mentioned once that he should join her summer tutoring class at her home, but he had forgotten due to other distractions. He found it odd that Kimberly would come all the way to his house. Was she really that dedicated to getting students for her tutoring class?
Kimberly seemed to read Kevin's mind and smiled, saying, "Kevin, the tutoring class is free. You don't need to worry. I just want to help you improve your English. Mrs. Garcia mentioned that your other subjects are good, but your English is holding you back. If you improve in English, you could get into a good university."
"Oh, that's too kind," Bethany said, surprised. "Kimberly, we must pay you. We can't let you teach for free."
"It's nothing, sister. I've never run a tutoring class before, so this is a trial. If Kevin's grades improve, it will be good publicity for me," Kimberly explained, though she sighed inwardly. For her husband's career, she had turned down other students just to tutor Kevin alone, losing out on thousands of dollars in fees. She hated using such underhanded tactics to win Kevin over, feeling no different from a streetwalker selling her body. Except those women sold their bodies, while she sold her dignity as a teacher.
Her husband, Grant, had begged her, almost kneeling, saying it was a crucial time in his career, and he needed a recommendation from his superior, Armando. If they could win Armando's favor, Grant's future would be bright. For her husband's sake, Kimberly had to swallow her pride and personally come to Kevin's house to arrange the tutoring. She found her husband's idea far-fetched. How could a high school student like Kevin help Grant, especially when Armando was a high-ranking official?
But Grant was desperate and had no other options.
Bethany was delighted by Kimberly's offer and immediately agreed, telling Kevin to start the tutoring the next day. Kevin had no chance to object. Kimberly stayed for a short while before getting up to leave. Bethany tried to persuade her to stay for dinner, but Kimberly insisted on leaving, so Bethany asked Kevin to see her out.
As they walked out the door, Kimberly smiled and said, "Alright, Kevin, go back in. Remember to come to my house on time tomorrow. I live in Building 7, Apartment 202 in the upscale residential area. Just knock on the door."
"Okay, Kimberly," Kevin said, waving as he watched his young, beautiful English teacher walk away. Her white legs under her short skirt moved gracefully, like a deer foraging in the forest, exuding a natural charm.
Kevin couldn't help but compare Kimberly to his cousin Audrey. Kimberly was around the same age as Audrey, both newly married and beautiful, with slender figures. However, Kimberly didn't have Audrey's impressive bust. She was also more low-key, unlike the strict Alissa or the proud and cold Audrey. Students generally liked Kimberly and rated her highly. Kevin found it odd that Kimberly would go out of her way to offer free tutoring, especially since their relationship wasn't as close as his with Alissa. Why would she single him out among so many students?
Something felt off. Kevin didn't believe he was so charming that Kimberly would help him out of goodwill. Moreover, he had previously clashed with Kimberly's husband, Grant. Kimberly must have discussed this with Grant, so why would he agree? Could it be a trap?
Kevin was startled by the thought and grew more suspicious. He couldn't figure out what Grant might gain by luring him to their house. It couldn't be a setup to catch him in a compromising position and extort him, could it? But he was just a student with no money to extort. Grant would be better off targeting the principal, Oliver, who might fall for Kimberly's charms.
Kevin's head throbbed with confusion. He decided to stop worrying. He would be cautious the next day. As long as he behaved properly, Kimberly couldn't force herself on him. He had enough self-control, having been intimate with beauties like Audrey and Grace. He wouldn't lose his composure over a naked woman.
Lost in thought, Kevin suddenly saw a pair of white, shapely legs in front of him. The thighs were full, the calves slender, and the skin smooth and vibrant. He thought to himself how nice it would be to touch those legs.
"Hey, you little rascal, have you seen enough?" A woman's angry voice snapped Kevin out of his reverie. He looked up and was stunned to see Doris, quickly saying, "Sis, long time no see. You're getting prettier. No wonder those legs looked familiar."
"Stop with the flattery," Doris huffed. "What's up with you? You haven't called me for our morning runs. Didn't we agree to exercise together? You have no discipline. All you do is ogle women's legs."
"Sis, you misunderstood," Kevin said, feeling exasperated. Dealing with Doris was always challenging. "I've been feeling unwell lately. The doctor told me to rest more, so I paused the morning runs. I'll call you tomorrow, okay?"
"Unwell?" Doris eyed Kevin skeptically. "You look fit. Are you sure you haven't been... overindulging? Watching too much inappropriate stuff isn't good for you."
"Sis, don't talk nonsense. I haven't watched anything like that," Kevin said nervously, glancing around to make sure his mother wasn't nearby. "Do you have any proof?"
"Of course," Doris said with a sly smile. "I'm the network administrator. I have records of everything you watch at the internet cafe. Should I pull them up and show your mom what her precious son has been looking at?"
"Alright, sis, I was wrong," Kevin said, panicking. He grabbed Doris's arm, pleading, "I just clicked by mistake. I wasn't watching on purpose."
"Don't touch me. It's not appropriate," Doris said, feeling a strange sensation from Kevin's touch. She quickly pulled her arm away, her face slightly flushed. "You don't need to explain to me. Think about how you'll explain to your mom."
Seeing Doris's smug smile, Kevin knew she was planning to extort him. He braced himself and said, "Sis, we've known each other since we were kids. You can't be so heartless. I'll treat you to a meal at Delicious."
"Who grew up with you? You were the one running around naked," Doris said, laughing. She remembered Kevin as a child in his split pants, his little penis dangling. She glanced at his crotch, wondering if it had grown. What am I thinking? she thought, feeling her ears heat up. Though she had a boyfriend, they hadn't gone beyond kissing. She had never seen a real penis, except for Kevin's when they were kids.
"One meal isn't enough," Doris said, her eyes glinting. "At least ten meals."
"Sis, that's too much," Kevin said, shocked. His allowance had increased, but not by that much. "How about three meals?"
"Three meals it is," Doris agreed surprisingly quickly, catching Kevin off guard. As he was about to head home, she pulled him back. "Sis, you can't go back on your word. No take-backs."
"Who cares about your meals?" Doris said, looking around before making a quick decision. "Show me your thing."
"What?" Kevin was stunned, thinking he had misheard. Did she really want to see his penis? What was she planning?
"Well, will you or won't you?" Doris coaxed, like a fox luring a chicken. "I just want to see it. I promise not to touch."
"Sis, that's not appropriate," Kevin said, feigning innocence. "In biology class, the teacher said a boy's penis is private and shouldn't be shown to others."
"I'm not 'others,'" Doris said, smiling. "I'll pay you ten dollars to see it."
Kevin scoffed inwardly. Did she think he was a naive child? Ten dollars? He decided to play along, pretending to be an innocent student to avoid her reporting him to his mother.
"Sis, I don't want money," Kevin said, acting curious. "In biology class, I saw pictures of girls, and they look different from boys. Can I see yours?"
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