Chapter 900: A Night of Debauchery
To the north of Clearbrook, Grant climbed a small hill, panting heavily. To his surprise, he found that his phone had a signal and quickly called his wife. However, Kimberly didn't answer.
"Could my wife really be involved with Kevin?" Grant frowned, feeling increasingly uneasy. He decided to head back down the hill and return to the house to ask for a temporary leave from the office manager. After all, Clearbrook wasn't far from the county, and he could return early the next morning.
"Grant, what's so urgent that you need to go home right now?" the office manager asked with a frown.
"Uh, my wife isn't feeling well. I want to go check on her," Grant quickly came up with an excuse.
The office manager chuckled, "I thought it was something serious. Do you really need to go home for that? You’re not newlyweds anymore. A man should focus on his career, not always be around his wife. Grant, Mr. Sean is coming for an inspection tomorrow. This is a great opportunity for you to make an impression. If you can seize it, Mr. Sean could solve your problem with just one word. You can't drop the ball at this critical moment."
"Oh, I understand, sir." Grant hesitated for a moment but eventually gave up on the idea of going home. His career was undoubtedly the most important thing to him, and he felt that he might have been overthinking things. He had been watching the surveillance videos daily, and while there was some flirtation between his wife and Kevin, there was nothing overtly inappropriate. Besides, Kevin hadn't been to their house recently. It wasn't possible that Kevin knew about the hidden surveillance.
"Alright, Grant. I remember your wife is a teacher at Sunset Valley High School, right?" the office manager said with a smile. "She's very pretty and a teacher to boot. You're lucky to have married such a well-qualified wife. You should work harder and aim for a promotion in three years. Otherwise, she might think you're not successful enough and leave you. Don't you think?"
Grant nodded slowly, his eyes filled with determination. No matter what, he needed to quickly align himself with Armando. If he waited a few more years, he'd be too old for promotion opportunities.
Armando might only be a director now, but he came from the city and supposedly had connections at the provincial level. He had significant influence and might become the state governor after the new year. The current governor, Alfred, seemed to be preparing to move to another state.
Once Armando became governor, many people would want to align themselves with him, making it even harder for someone like Grant to stand out. A wild thought crossed Grant's mind: what if Armando took a liking to his wife?
It was said that a former government leader had a peculiar fetish for playing with his subordinates' wives. If a subordinate offered his wife to the leader, he would be promoted. Many officials' wives in the city were involved with this vice-governor.
A driver in the organization department had a particularly beautiful and sexy wife. The vice-governor took a liking to her and hinted at the driver. That night, the driver personally drove his wife to the vice-governor's house and waited outside all night. The next day, he was promoted, and a few months later, he became the director of logistics at the organization department—a meteoric rise.
Unfortunately, Armando was very disciplined and never accepted gifts from subordinates, let alone sexual favors, much to Grant's frustration. If Kevin could influence Armando, Grant wouldn't mind letting his wife spend a night with him. But Kevin was just a high school student, and despite his close relationship with Armando, he couldn't sway Armando's decisions. Grant would have to consider other ways to get close to Armando's wife or daughter.
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"Mm, mm, mm..." The upscale residential area quieted down after nine o'clock, with few people moving around. Only a few were playing chess under the streetlights. From the second-floor balcony of one building, faint moans of a woman could be heard, stirring one's blood.
Looking through the balcony window, one could see a naked, beautiful woman lying on the sofa, her white, slender legs kneeling on the cushions, her round, plump buttocks raised. Behind her stood a tall young man, also naked, his thick penis thrusting in and out of her. Sticky fluids flowed from their joining, wetting both their bodies.
"Damn, this feels amazing," Kevin said, pushing his penis deep into Kimberly's vagina. Her soft, tender buttocks felt incredible under his hands, not as flabby as Alissa's or as firm as Grace's, but somewhere in between, like a ripe peach—juicy and elastic.
Kevin thrust his swollen penis into the young teacher from behind, his hips slamming against her white buttocks. Each time he withdrew, her tight vaginal walls sucked on his glans, her plump buttocks rippling with each impact, turning pink under the force.
"Kevin, be gentler. I can't take it," Kimberly said, her hands gripping the sofa back, her head thrown back, eyes closed, her mouth half-open. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, her slender waist swaying. Her wanton expression was a stark contrast to her usual composed demeanor at school.
"Kimberly, your pussy is so tight," Kevin said with a grin, thrusting into her inviting flesh while slapping her firm, white buttocks. The sound of flesh striking flesh filled the room. Although this position didn't allow him to play with her breasts, the sight of her buttocks shaking with each thrust was incredibly arousing.
"Stop talking," Kimberly said, feeling ashamed as Kevin's penis hit her cervix. She had never imagined having sex with a student, let alone enjoying it so much. The intense pleasure was both thrilling and terrifying. If Grant found out, it would be disastrous.
She regretted drinking that bottle of wine. She had only been dissatisfied with her husband and hadn't intended to seduce Kevin. But after drinking, she felt dizzy and aroused, leading her to initiate sex with Kevin. Was she truly a wanton woman?
"There's nothing to fear, Kimberly," Kevin said, his face flushed from the alcohol. He had drunk quite a bit tonight, and the alcohol was just kicking in. Even if Grant appeared now, he wouldn't stop. He thrust his thick penis into Kimberly's hot, tight pussy, his hands kneading her soft, white buttocks.
The tender flesh felt incredible in his hands, making him even more frenzied. Kimberly's skin was as white and smooth as Evelyn's, her ample hips exuding a rich, mature scent. The sight of her quivering buttocks spurred Kevin's desire to conquer her. He thrust harder, making her white flesh tremble and her mouth moan in ecstasy.
Kevin's mind flashed back to Kimberly standing at the podium in her proper dress, teaching her students. Now, seeing her bent over, her white buttocks exposed, he felt a surge of satisfaction. He wanted to shout out and release all his pent-up frustration.
Thinking of Kimberly's husband, Grant, Kevin felt a dark sense of revenge. He slapped Kimberly's white buttocks hard, leaving red marks. Kimberly moaned softly, looking back at Kevin with a pained expression.
"Kevin, why are you doing this? It hurts," she said.
"Sorry, Kimberly. Let me rub it for you," Kevin said with a grin, massaging her smooth, white buttocks. The tender flesh felt like jade under his hands, and he couldn't get enough of it.
Among the women he had been with, Alissa's buttocks were the softest, Grace's the roundest, Vanessa's the most shapely, Evelyn's the whitest, and Audrey's the most delicate. Kimberly's buttocks were similar to Audrey's—soft and pink, turning red with a few slaps. Only Kevin was willing to be so rough with her.
Kevin didn't know why Kimberly was so passionate tonight, but he decided to make the most of it. He thrust a few hundred more times, feeling his glans tingle. Knowing he was close to ejaculation, he pulled out his wet penis and sat on the sofa, positioning Kimberly to straddle him. He held her buttocks, guiding her up and down on his shaft.
This position didn't allow for as much force as doggy style, but he could enjoy Kimberly's shy, seductive expression and play with her firm breasts.
Kimberly's breasts weren't large, about a 34C, similar to Grace's and Evelyn's. Compared to Audrey's 36G, they were modest, but their shape was beautiful—like two water droplets hanging from her chest. Her pink nipples were erect, looking incredibly erotic.
Kevin hugged Kimberly's waist, his head nestled against her breasts. He sucked on one nipple while rubbing his face against her smooth skin. His lower body moved in and out of her wet vagina, her tight walls gripping his shaft, making him almost cry out in pleasure.
Who would have thought that a tutoring session would lead to such an unexpected reward? And who would have imagined that the English teacher's pussy would feel so amazing? While Kimberly didn't play as many tricks as Vanessa, she passively responded to his movements.
Initially, Kimberly was embarrassed by the doggy style position, but Kevin persuaded her to adopt the shameful posture. The more reserved the woman, the greater the sense of achievement for a man. Easy things are rarely cherished, just like how Kevin still yearned for Audrey, despite not having her fully.
If only Audrey could be as indulgent as Kimberly occasionally. Thinking of Audrey in Starhaven, Kevin felt a surge of desire. He thrust into Kimberly's wet pussy with renewed vigor, releasing his pent-up lust. Soon, the living room was filled with the sounds of her moans and their bodies colliding.
This night was destined to be one of debauchery, indulgence, and unforgettable passion.
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