Chapter 886 Shock
Kevin put his phone back in his pocket and turned to see Natalie staring at him in shock. He touched his face and asked, puzzled, "Sis, why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?"
"Oh, it's nothing," Natalie quickly regained her composure and continued driving, though she was inwardly astonished. The woman who had called Kevin, Mrs. Maurice, was clearly Armando's wife, Maurice. Calling Kevin so late and inviting him over for a visit indicated an unusual relationship.
What shocked Natalie even more was that Kevin had actually refused Maurice's invitation. She felt incredibly frustrated. The doors of a high-ranking official's home were not open to just anyone. If she could visit Armando's home, she would be over the moon with joy.
Unfortunately, her ambiguous status made things difficult. It wasn't easy to clean up her image, especially with Jasper looming over her like a dark cloud. No one dared to mess with her, but no one dared to get close to her either.
If Jasper could continue to dominate their hometown, Natalie wouldn't be in such a rush to distance herself from him. But she sensed that Jasper's power was waning. The county was cracking down on organized crime, and there was also Jerome, a hidden enemy. Recently, unidentified individuals had tried to infiltrate Jasper's villa, leading to a conflict that resulted in the deaths of two of Jasper's guards and Jasper himself getting injured. The entire gang was now on high alert, creating an atmosphere of fear and suspicion.
As Jasper's mistress, if anything happened to him, her fate would be grim. She could end up as a plaything for men, subjected to humiliation. She had no desire to return to such a degrading life.
Therefore, she had to hold on tightly to Kevin as her lifeline. Her woman's intuition told her that he might be her only chance to save herself.
Soon, Natalie drove to Dawnridge. As Kevin was about to get out of the car, she grabbed his arm and said sweetly, "Kevin, come visit me when you have time. You're on vacation now, so you have plenty of free time. I have lots of fun things at my place, and you can do whatever you want."
Looking at Natalie's seductive face and hot body, Kevin couldn't help but swallow. This alluring woman was even more provocative than Vanessa. Her status as Jasper's mistress added an extra layer of forbidden allure. No man in their hometown had dared to cuckold Jasper.
But Kevin wasn't that bold. He was just a high school student with no power or influence. How could he compete with Jasper? Besides, he didn't need to get involved with a woman like Natalie. She was like a scorpion, hiding a deadly sting beneath her beautiful exterior. It was safer to stay away from her.
"Sis, I'm really busy these days. Maybe another time," Kevin said with a playful smile. He quickly got out of the car and waved to Natalie. "See you, sis."
Watching Kevin hurriedly go home, Natalie was furious. This guy was as slippery as an eel, hard to catch.
She took out a cigarette from her bag, lit it, and took a gentle drag with her red lips, elegantly blowing out a smoke ring. As she watched the smoke ring expand, a thoughtful expression crossed her face.
As Jasper's mistress, she was neither fully accepted by the criminal world nor the legitimate one, making her an outcast. To protect herself, she had been gathering allies within the gang, preparing to establish her own faction. She also needed to transition out of her current status. In the domestic underworld, the only way out was death. All the smart ones had already cleaned up their acts, but Jasper didn't understand this and continued his violent ways. She didn't want to go down with him.
Now, there was talk of developing a tourist resort in Clearbrook, a project personally approved by Armando. It had received targeted aid funds from the city and province. Many people in the county wanted to be part of this major project, and Natalie didn't want to miss out. But to get involved, she needed Armando's approval, making Kevin a key figure.
Natalie flicked her cigarette butt out the window, a cold smile playing on her lips. "You slippery little eel, let's see if you can escape my grasp."
Kevin returned home, noticing it was nearly midnight. He wondered what his cousin was doing. Maybe she was being intimate with her husband. Feeling a bit helpless, he turned on his computer and logged onto a forum, looking for an adult film to relieve himself. The teasing from Natalie's hand earlier had left him feeling frustrated. That woman had definitely done it on purpose, stopping at the crucial moment. He had barely managed to get out of the car without doing something reckless.
He downloaded a Japanese film from the forum. The actress was Takako Kitahara, and the theme was tutoring. Takako played a teacher who came to a male student's house to tutor him. She wore a white blouse and a black skirt, her round, full chest and white thighs distracting the boy.
Soon, Takako placed her hand on the boy's thigh, slowly moving it towards his crotch. She unzipped his pants and began stroking his erect penis. The boy couldn't resist and started kissing and fondling the beautiful, sexy teacher, removing her blouse to reveal her large, white breasts encased in a black bra. He looked at her with a captivated expression.
Smiling seductively, Takako took off her bra, revealing her large, trembling breasts. She cupped them and brought them to the boy's mouth. He eagerly sucked and licked her nipples, his hands kneading her breasts.
The sexy teacher trembled, her face flushed, her eyes filled with desire. She moaned softly, and soon they were both naked. The teacher lay on the bed, spreading her legs to reveal her inviting lower body. The boy positioned his thick penis at her entrance and thrust in, starting to pump vigorously. Kevin watched excitedly, stroking his own penis, imagining himself as the boy. Suddenly, Kimberly's image filled his mind, and the setting seemed to shift to Kimberly's house.
"Kevin, do you want to make love to your teacher?" Kimberly stood in the living room, wearing a sexy camisole nightgown. Her long, white legs looked smooth and inviting, and her neckline revealed her white breasts. Her scent made Kevin dizzy with desire.
Seeing his English teacher's seductive smile, he couldn't help but embrace her, kissing her passionately. He greedily sucked on Kimberly's soft tongue, his hand sliding down to lift her nightgown and caress her firm buttocks through her panties. He felt the smooth, elastic flesh, his fingers slipping into her wet, hairy slit.
In a daze, they moved to the bedroom. Kimberly lay weakly on the bed, her eyes dreamy, her nightgown pulled up to her waist. Her white thighs were inviting, and her black, wet pubic hair framed her parted lips, waiting for him.
Kevin didn't hesitate. He stripped off his clothes and climbed on top of her, thrusting his penis into her wet, tight vagina. Kimberly's pussy was incredibly tight, squeezing and sucking on his penis, sending waves of pleasure through him. He grabbed her full, white breasts, kneading them as he pumped into her, his penis hitting her deepest spot, making her moan and gush with pleasure.
"Kimberly, your pussy is so tight. I can't hold on," Kevin muttered, his eyes closed, stroking his penis rapidly. He fantasized about making love to his beautiful English teacher, quickly ejaculating thick, white semen.
Breathing heavily, Kevin cleaned himself with tissues, turned off the computer, and went to the bathroom to shower. As he lay in bed, he recalled the thrill of fantasizing about Kimberly while masturbating. He felt a bit guilty. Kimberly was so kind to him, helping him with his studies, yet he had these improper thoughts about her. But her body was indeed very tempting, and her gentle demeanor was the most captivating. It was a pity she had such a petty husband.
In his dreams, Kevin saw Kimberly again. This time, she wore sexy black stockings, bent over with her white buttocks in the air. Kevin was once again lost in a frenzy...
The next morning, Kevin woke up feeling cold and wet in his underwear. He touched it and found it sticky with semen. He was speechless. He didn't know how many times he had made love to Kimberly in his dreams last night—in various positions, filling all her holes with his semen. He guessed it had something to do with the movie he had watched.
In the afternoon, Kevin arrived an hour early to see Kimberly. At the entrance of the upscale residential area, he saw a fruit stand and remembered his mother's advice. He bought a watermelon, two pounds of apples, and a bunch of bananas, carrying the heavy bags into the residential area. He had only walked a few steps when he saw a dignified, plump middle-aged woman approaching. It was Fiona's mother, Maurice.
"Kevin, what are you doing here?" Maurice asked, surprised. "Didn't you say you couldn't come? And you bought so much. You don't need to bring anything to Auntie's house."
"Mrs. Maurice..." Kevin said awkwardly, realizing she had misunderstood. She thought he was coming to her house. "I'm here for tutoring at Kimberly's house. I've been having lessons there recently."
"Kimberly? Oh, you mean Kimberly," Maurice said, recalling Kimberly and her husband Grant visiting Armando recently. She smiled and said, "That's perfect. You said you didn't have time, but after your lesson, you can come by and pick up the gift Fiona got for you. It won't take long."
"Okay, Mrs. Maurice. I'll definitely come by," Kevin said, seeing Maurice's knowing smile. He felt his face heat up and quickly agreed. It would be impolite not to go this time. He was also curious about why Fiona had gotten him a gift. They weren't particularly close.
Meanwhile, Grant emerged from the building and saw Maurice talking warmly with Kevin at the entrance. He felt a surge of excitement. It seemed Kevin really did have a close relationship with Armando. He had to win Kevin over, even if it meant using his wife's charm. He just hoped Kimberly would cooperate. After some thought, Grant came up with a plan, a confident smile spreading across his face.
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