Chapter 905: Unexpected Encounter in the Hospital Restroom
"Alright," Yasmine regretted getting involved in the conflict between Kevin and Ivan, finding herself in a difficult position. She had no choice but to agree to Kevin's request. "That's better. As long as you do as I say, I won't make things hard for you," Kevin said with a grin, giving Yasmine's firm butt a smack. Suddenly, he added, "You can go now."
"You're really letting me go?" Yasmine looked at Kevin in surprise. She had been prepared to sleep with him, but she didn't expect him to let her off so easily.
"Did you really plan on getting a room with me?" Kevin laughed. "Yasmine, I'm not like Ivan. I don't bully others, but if someone messes with me, I won't take it lying down. Ivan is no good; be careful around him." With that, he turned and walked away.
Watching Kevin's tall figure recede, Yasmine felt a mix of emotions. She knew she was just a plaything in Ivan's eyes, and the boys around her were only interested in her body. But for the first time, she felt respected. Even if she wasn't a good girl, she still had her dignity and wanted to be respected.
Just then, Yasmine's phone rang. It was Ivan. As soon as she answered, Ivan's angry voice came through, "Yasmine, if you dare to cheat on me, I'll have someone kill you."
"Ivan, Kevin has already left. He was just trying to provoke you earlier. I'm alone now. If you don't believe me, I can come find you," Yasmine quickly explained.
"No need," Ivan's tone softened upon hearing that Kevin had left. "Yasmine, don't come looking for me for a while. I don't want my dad to see us together. We'll talk after school starts. That's all." With that, he hung up.
Yasmine put down her phone, feeling a wave of bitterness. Although her relationship with Ivan was purely physical, she couldn't help but develop some feelings over time. But Ivan had disappointed her too many times. He had no sense of responsibility. The last time they encountered the pervert at the guesthouse, Ivan didn't even dare to say a word and watched as she was violated. Later, even two police officers had their way with her.
Today, when they met Ivan's father, Ivan watched as Kevin took her away without saying a word, only to vent his anger on her afterward. In Ivan's eyes, she was probably worth less than a dog. Biting her lip, Yasmine felt her loyalty shift towards Kevin.
In the hospital corridor, Ivan put his phone back in his pocket, still looking upset but feeling somewhat relieved. It seemed Kevin knew his limits. If he had really taken Yasmine to a hotel, it would have been a fight to the death. Although Yasmine wasn't crucial to him, no one could tolerate such humiliation.
"Ivan, what are you doing?" A middle-aged woman emerged from a hospital room. It was Ivan's mother, Willow. She was wearing a royal blue dress, her hair elegantly styled, her figure slim and graceful, her face charming, and her eyes full of allure, making anyone who saw her lose their senses.
Seeing her son standing in the corridor, Willow frowned and said, "Why are you out here again? Didn't I tell you to keep Mrs. Maurice company? This is a rare opportunity. If Mrs. Maurice likes you and speaks well of you, your relationship with Vivi might be halfway there."
"Mom, it's not that I didn't try, but you saw it too. Mrs. Maurice doesn't want to talk to me. Why should I force it?" Ivan was frustrated, thinking about Maurice's poker face in the room. He couldn't understand why both Maurice and Fiona were so resistant to him.
"Mrs. Maurice is just like that. Plus, she's not in a stable mood because she's sick. You need to learn to be patient. Small patience leads to big plans."
Willow used to be a dancer in a song and dance troupe. Although she wasn't as popular as Daisy, who became the deputy head of the troupe, Willow became the union president, a more leisurely position. She spent her days at beauty salons or playing mahjong with other officials' wives. Now, being forced by her husband to accompany Maurice in the hospital, she was also finding it hard to bear.
"Mom, Dad is the finance bureau director. Armando is just a governor, one rank higher. Why do we have to be so subservient?" Ivan snorted. "I can't stand it."
"Oh, you don't understand," Willow shook her head helplessly. "A higher rank can crush you. Aren't you the class president? The vice president is just one rank lower, but the power difference is huge."
Ivan had a thought and grabbed his mother's arm, pleading, "Mom, I'm about to lose my position as class president. Can you talk to Mrs. Garcia and ask her not to replace me?"
"Your class is changing presidents?" Willow was surprised but soon smiled. "It's no big deal if you lose the position. Your main task now is to win over Fiona. If you succeed with her, you'll be set for life. Your dad and I might even rely on you in the future."
"I want to, but Fiona won't even look at me. What can I do?" Ivan was even more frustrated thinking about Fiona. He had given up on Laura to pursue Fiona, but after a whole semester, he hadn't even held her hand. The last time, on Fiona's birthday, he had prepared for a month, but Kevin ruined everything. Otherwise, he might have succeeded with Fiona.
"Pursuing a girl takes time. You can't rush it. She went to Antarctica, right? You should go too. Women are emotional. If you wait for her in Chile, she might be moved and accept you," Willow suggested with a charming smile. "When your dad pursued me, he brought me flowers every day for over six months before I agreed to have dinner with him."
Seeing his mother's seductive eyes and full bosom, Ivan couldn't help but think his mother must have been a real beauty back in the day, no wonder his father was so infatuated with her. Holding his mother's smooth, white arm, he felt a strange warmth. His lower abdomen heated up, and his penis involuntarily hardened and swelled.
"Mom, Antarctica is too far. I don't want to go. Can you just talk to Mrs. Garcia for me? I've been the class president for a year. It would be too embarrassing to be replaced," Ivan said, leaning against his mother's body, rubbing his groin against her ample buttocks. Even through their clothes, he could feel the softness and warmth of her body, making his erection even more pronounced.
"You are so useless, not even able to handle such a small matter," Willow felt her body go soft from her son's touch and said helplessly, "Alright, I'll call Mrs. Garcia later. Now let go of me, it's too hot."
Ivan reluctantly let go of his mother's voluptuous body, his erection still hard. He thought about finding Mrs. Nora for a good session to relieve himself when he got home. Since he couldn't see Yasmine for now, he might go to a hotel and have Natalie arrange a girl for him. If Natalie herself could accompany him, that would be even better. Unfortunately, Natalie was Jasper's woman, and few in town dared to touch her.
"Alright, if you don't want to stay with Mrs. Maurice, go home and do your homework. I'll talk to your dad," Willow said, always indulgent towards her son. She thought it wouldn't make much sense for Ivan to stay here, as the ward was full of women, and it wasn't convenient for a boy to be around.
After Ivan left, Willow went into the restroom, lifted her dress, and took off her panties, revealing her snow-white, plump buttocks. Her thick, full vulva looked like a juicy, tempting abalone, though her pubic hair was sparse, resembling a white, plump bun.
Willow touched her lower parts, feeling a bit wet, and blushed. Her son's touch had given her an unusual pleasure. She thought her son had grown up and couldn't be as intimate as before. Thinking about her husband's declining performance in bed over the years, which had left her unsatisfied, she felt a bit resentful. Her husband might be the town's financial lord, but their unsatisfying sex life was a regret.
Soon, the sound of water splashing filled the restroom. Willow wiped her privates with a tissue, her fingers accidentally brushing her labia, sending a shiver of pleasure through her body. She felt a fire ignite in her lower abdomen, her vagina itching unbearably. Her eyes filled with lust, and she couldn't help but start playing with her wet, thick lips, her face blushing, her eyes full of desire, and her lips slightly parted, letting out suppressed moans.
While Willow was lost in self-pleasure, Kevin walked into the hospital. He had planned to go home but decided to visit Maurice, who might still be recovering in the hospital. On the second floor, feeling the urge to pee, he turned into a nearby restroom, pulling out his swollen penis and aiming at the urinal.
At that moment, the stall door behind him opened, and Willow, adjusting her dress, walked out with a satisfied expression. Seeing the boy peeing with his back to her, her mind went blank, and she let out a startled cry, realizing she had entered the wrong restroom.
Kevin, hearing a woman's voice behind him, was startled and instinctively turned around. He saw a mature, graceful woman with a curvy figure, ample bosom, slim waist, and long legs. He was stunned—what was a woman doing in the men's restroom?
Willow's eyes fell on Kevin's crotch, seeing his thick, erect penis with prominent veins and a shiny, round glans, still spraying urine. The urine shot out in a fast, strong arc, splashing on the floor in front of her, with a few warm drops landing on her feet through her sandals.
"Ah..." Willow gasped, stepping back in shock and leaning against the stall wall, her face red, heart racing. Her eyes remained fixed on the boy's large penis. How could it be so big? It was almost a third longer than her husband Devon's. Judging by his age, he seemed about the same as her son Ivan, but he was taller and had a bigger penis.
Seeing the woman still screaming, Kevin panicked. If someone saw this, they might think he was a pervert. He quickly rushed over, covering her mouth with his hand, and whispered in her ear, "Stop shouting. If someone comes, we'll be in trouble."
But his penis was pressing against Willow's lower body. Through her thin dress, he could feel her soft, thick labia. His penis swelled with blood, and he couldn't help but thrust a few times. This woman's pussy was really plump.
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