Chapter 884 Passion in the Movie
After a while, Kevin's emotions finally calmed down. Realizing his cheek was pressed against his teacher's soft chest, he sat up, feeling a bit embarrassed. "Kimberly, thank you. I'm okay now."
"That's good," Kimberly said with a gentle smile. "How about this? Let's not practice tonight. Let's watch a movie to relax." She stood up and led Kevin into the bedroom.
Grant, watching from his office, saw his wife take Kevin into the bedroom and close the curtains. He was both shocked and furious. He couldn't sit still any longer and decided to head home. He couldn't believe Kimberly and Kevin were having an affair. He wondered when his wife had started seeing Kevin.
Inside the bedroom, Kimberly turned on the computer and smiled at Kevin. "I always close the curtains when I watch movies. It makes it feel more like a cinema."
Kevin nodded. He did the same thing at home when watching adult films—closing the curtains, turning off the lights, and locking the door to avoid his mother accidentally walking in.
Kimberly set up two chairs in front of the computer desk and selected a Blu-ray movie from her files. Soon, familiar introductory music filled the room. It felt just like being in a movie theater, minus the popcorn.
The movie was the famous "Titanic." When it was released in China, Kevin was still in elementary school. The film told the story of a fallen noblewoman, Rose, forced to marry a nouveau riche. On the ship, she met the poor artist Jack, leading to a poignant and passionate love story.
Kevin had never seen the full movie in a theater because it was too long. He had only watched some clips online. Seeing Kimberly choose such a romantic film made him wonder if she was trying to tease him, knowing he was heartbroken.
However, he soon became engrossed in the captivating plot. He cheered when Jack won the ticket to board the dream ship. When Jack saw the high-and-mighty Rose on the deck and was captivated by her, Kevin couldn't help but recall his own feelings when he first saw his cousin. He felt his fate was similar to Jack's—falling for a woman he shouldn't love.
In his office, Grant saw that his wife was just watching a movie with Kevin and felt relieved. He was glad he hadn't rushed home in a fury, which could have severed his connection with Kevin. He realized he had been overthinking. Kimberly had been very proper since their marriage, whereas he had often been paranoid, even causing a scene at her school once. This had led to a period of cold war between them, straining their relationship. He decided he needed to change his temper; otherwise, he might not even be able to be intimate with his wife anymore.
Kevin was thoroughly enjoying the movie. When Rose asked Jack to draw her and then stripped off her clothes to lie on the couch, Kevin was stunned. The screen showed a clear view of Rose's white, full breasts, with her nipples fully visible.
Wow, this movie is quite bold, Kevin thought. Even though he had seen more explicit adult films, seeing nudity in a mainstream movie was rare. He instinctively glanced at Kimberly, his eyes comparing her ample chest to Rose's.
Kimberly, who had seen "Titanic" many times and knew about this nude scene, hadn't thought much about it earlier. When Rose started undressing, it was too late to react. Seeing Kevin glance at her chest made her feel awkward. She instinctively covered her chest with her hands and playfully scolded, "Don't look."
Kevin quickly looked away. Even though Rose's breasts only appeared briefly on screen, it felt more thrilling than watching adult film actresses. The scene soon passed, but Kevin was still savoring it, making the atmosphere in the bedroom quite suggestive.
"I'll get some water," Kimberly said, feeling uncomfortable. She quickly left the bedroom, feeling her body heat up and a tingling sensation down below. Watching the movie alone had never made her feel this way, but watching it with Kevin had a surprisingly strong effect on her.
Kimberly splashed her face with water to calm down, then poured two glasses of water and returned to the bedroom. She handed one to Kevin and said nonchalantly, "Kevin, don't just watch the plot. Pay attention to the dialogues. This movie has a lot of colloquial expressions different from written language. I've watched it at least ten times and can recite most of the lines. You should try watching it without subtitles to see if you can understand it. It'll help improve your listening skills."
"I understand, Kimberly," Kevin said, gulping down some water to extinguish the small flame of desire that had ignited within him. For a moment, he had harbored an inappropriate thought about Kimberly, wanting to peek at her breasts. He felt ashamed, considering Kimberly was helping him with his English, and he had such immoral thoughts.
They continued watching the movie, with Kimberly occasionally explaining some slang and common expressions in a low voice. She unconsciously moved closer to Kevin, her mouth near his ear, her breath tickling him. Kevin smelled the faint fragrance of his young, beautiful English teacher, making him restless. His lower abdomen felt hot, and his penis began to swell, his mind filled with wicked thoughts.
On screen, Jack and Rose entered a car in the ship's cargo hold and started making love. The bedroom was filled with seductive moans and gasps. Kimberly stopped talking, her legs pressed tightly together, and her breathing became shallow. Kevin was engrossed in the scene, feeling envious of Jack. At least Jack had been with Rose once, unlike him, who had never truly been with his cousin, making him feel bitter.
When the scene ended, the movie reached its climax. The Titanic hit an iceberg, and everyone faced life and death, revealing the ugliest sides of human nature. After many trials, Jack and Rose climbed onto a door. Jack sacrificed himself to save Rose, sinking into the freezing water as Rose cried out his name.
When the movie ended, Kevin sighed. If he and Audrey had been on that ship, would he have given her the chance to live and sacrificed himself? He didn't know the answer. The power of love was great, making people ignore social status and the threat of death. Sometimes, a small event could change one's destiny. If Jack hadn't won the ticket, he wouldn't have boarded the doomed ship, but he also wouldn't have experienced such a romantic love story.
He turned to look at Kimberly and saw her silently crying. Startled, he quickly handed her a tissue.
Kimberly wiped her tears and explained, a bit embarrassed, "I'm fine. I don't know why, but I always cry at the end. Maybe women are more emotional. Don't laugh at me."
"How could I laugh at you, Kimberly? This movie is indeed touching," Kevin said, realizing that Kimberly, who usually seemed cheerful and outgoing, was actually quite sentimental. He regretted never watching a movie with his cousin, feeling that he might never have such a close opportunity with her again.
Kimberly turned off the computer and opened the curtains. Seeing it was almost ten o'clock, she said, "Alright, Kevin, it's getting late. You should go home. Come earlier tomorrow to make up for the lessons we missed today."
"I understand, Kimberly," Kevin said, nodding as he went to the door to change his shoes. He stumbled, and Kimberly instinctively reached out to steady him. Their hands touched, and Kevin felt her smooth, soft hand, his heart fluttering. He looked at Kimberly, who was also looking at him, her eyes shy and avoiding his gaze. He had a strong impulse to hug and kiss his alluring English teacher, but thinking of his cousin, he lost his nerve. He had already suffered enough with Audrey. Why get involved with Kimberly, his teacher, who he saw every day?
"Kimberly, I'm leaving," Kevin said, taking a deep breath and letting go of her hand, hurriedly leaving her house.
After Kevin left, Kimberly sat on the couch, her expression uncertain. After a while, she got up to take a shower. In his office, Grant watched his wife's naked body and began to masturbate, seemingly used to this way of relieving his desires.
Kimberly returned to the bedroom after her shower, changed into a nightgown, and lay on the bed. Seeing it was almost eleven o'clock, she called her husband to ask when he would be home. Grant said he was on his way and would be back in half an hour.
After hanging up, Kimberly was puzzled. Recently, Grant had been working late every night, only coming home after Kevin left. She wondered if it was a coincidence or if he was deliberately avoiding Kevin. Either way, it was better this way, preventing Kevin from feeling uncomfortable. If her husband saw what had happened earlier, he might misunderstand again.
Thinking about how Kevin had held her hand, Kimberly felt her heart race, almost like experiencing a first love. She scolded herself for having such thoughts. Kevin was her student; how could she think that way?
Kimberly shook her head, feeling her face flush. Perhaps it was because she hadn't been intimate with her husband for days, and her desires were unmet. Kevin was the only man close to her, so she had strange thoughts. It wasn't that she had any real intentions toward Kevin.
She closed her eyes, but her hand instinctively moved between her legs, touching the bulge through her smooth nightgown. She was already soaking wet, and the touch sent waves of pleasure through her. Biting her lip, she lifted her nightgown and began to play with her thick, sensitive lips, feeling dizzy as something inside her swelled, burned, and boiled.
"Yes," Kimberly moaned, her eyes becoming hazy. Her body writhed, her long, white legs opening and closing as her fingers moved deeper into her folds, pumping in and out. Her young, sensitive body quickly became drenched, her juices flowing, lubricating her lower body, yearning for that massive intrusion.
"Kimberly, I want you!" Suddenly, a familiar, urgent voice filled her ears. Startled, Kimberly opened her eyes and sat up, just as the door outside opened. Grant had returned.
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