"I really like you. Seeing you cry just now broke my heart. I want to protect you forever," Kevin said, looking up at Mia Wilson's beautiful face, unable to hold back his feelings any longer.
"Ah... Kevin, we are cousins. People will laugh at us. What if Aunt finds out? We can't do this. Let go of me." Mia said, confusion flickering in her eyes as she shook her head. Strangely, she didn't even think about her husband at that moment.
"Ms. Wilson, I don't want you to be my cousin. Be my girlfriend. I promise no one will ever know. Please?" Kevin pleaded. Sensing that Mia's main concern was being discovered, he continued. "I swear I'll study hard and never make things difficult for you. Just say yes."
"You're so silly. Am I really worth it?" Mia felt moved, looking into Kevin's sincere eyes. His genuine love pierced through her cold exterior. After being pressured by both Principal Zach Jackson and Quentin Rodriguez tonight, Kevin's pure affection seemed even more precious. Any remaining rationality in her mind vanished. If she was jumping into an abyss, at least Kevin would be with her.
A Passionate Kiss and Shared Orgasm
Seeing Mia close her eyes and a tear roll down her cheek, Kevin couldn't help but lean in and lick away the tear with his tongue. It tasted salty, but his heart swelled with love. Mustering his courage, he pressed his lips to hers, kissing this mature, beautiful woman passionately.
Mia's eyes flew open in panic. Her modesty made her instinctively want to escape, and she kept her lips tightly closed to prevent Kevin's tongue from entering. The thought of being kissed by a younger man filled her with shame. But Kevin's arms held her tightly, and his face pressed against her nose made it hard to breathe. She opened her mouth to gasp for air, and he seized the opportunity to slip his tongue inside, entwining it with hers.
Kevin's tongue explored Mia's mouth, savoring the sweet taste and wrapping around her delicate tongue. At first, Mia's tongue was stiff, passively enduring the kiss. But gradually, she began to kiss him back, their tongues dancing like two playful snakes, exchanging each other's saliva.
Kevin felt dizzy, as if walking through an endless starry sky, forgetting where he was. This was Mia Wilson's kiss, the kiss of the most beautiful and sexy teacher in the school. He could die without regrets now.
Mia was also lost in the moment, her heart melting. Despite Kevin's kiss being rough and unskilled, it ignited her desire, reminding her of her first kiss as a young girl, but even more intense. It was so intense that she felt waves of pleasure, her vagina contracting rapidly and releasing a warm flow, reaching an orgasm.
Kevin, in the midst of passionately kissing his beloved teacher, suddenly felt Mia's warm body writhing and her lower body rubbing against his erection. Her muffled moans pushed him over the edge, and the intense stimulation made his cock throb, releasing a thick stream of semen, reaching the peak of ecstasy together with Mia.
Mia's Mixed Signals and Kevin's Punishment
Mia lay in Kevin's arms, panting softly, a light sheen of sweat on her forehead and neck. Her fair skin flushed with a rosy hue, as if she had just experienced an intense sexual encounter. Once she regained her senses, she quickly pushed Kevin away, her face stern. "Kevin, how could you do such a dirty thing to your cousin? I'll tell Aunt, and she'll give you a good scolding."
But her threat sounded more like a playful scolding.
Kevin used to Mia's hot-and-cold demeanor, hung his head in shame. "Ms. Wilson, I'm sorry. I just couldn't control myself when I held you. I really like you."
"Why aren't you calling me cousin? Feeling guilty for hitting on your cousin?" Mia huffed with a cold face. "Did you forget the promise you made to me? Not to do anything that would upset me? I'm very upset right now. What are you going to do about it?"
"Ms. Wilson, I'm sorry. You can punish me." Kevin said, thinking about how Mia had been so passionate just a moment ago and now seemed so cold. Was her reaction fake? He didn't dare question her and could only admit his mistake.
Mia wasn't truly angry. She was just embarrassed that a kiss from her student had made her reach orgasm. She didn't want Kevin to see her as a promiscuous woman, even though her reaction had been intense. Seeing Kevin's sincere apology, she softened. "Alright, since you admitted your mistake, I won't punish you. But you have to stand here and recite a hundred English vocabulary words loudly. You can't go home until you finish. Understand? No slacking off. I'll be watching."
With that, she turned and walked down the street, a faint smile on her face.
Kevin was stunned. Wasn't this a punishment? English vocabulary was hard to memorize! But considering he had taken such liberties with Mia, he deserved some punishment. Camila Cortez also made him recite three articles before they could be intimate. These two women, both English teachers, had similar ways of punishing him. Kevin couldn't help but think that once he truly won over Mia, he would make both women experience his prowess.
Mia's Inner Conflict and Solitude
As Mia walked down the street, she heard Kevin's clear voice reciting vocabulary behind her. She felt a sudden sweetness in her heart. This guy might be bold and reckless sometimes, but he always listened to her. Even her unreasonable demands were met without complaint. It seemed Kevin really did love her. But could she accept his love?
Kevin was just a kid. Did he even know what love was? Maybe he thought he loved her now, but how long would that last? A day? A month? Once he got what he wanted, that "love" would probably vanish. Teenagers often mix up lust and love, and once they get what they want, they lose interest.
If Mia Wilson really cared about this relationship, she couldn't let it go too fast.
Giving too much too soon would make Kevin think it was too easy, and it would fizzle out just as quickly. As she reached her front door, she glanced back at Kevin standing at the end of the alley and made up her mind. Today's physical contact was her limit; she couldn't let things go any further.
If Kevin was a warm flame in her life, Mia wanted that flame to last, not turn into a wildfire that would burn them both out.
Mia walked into her house and headed straight to the bathroom.
She unbuttoned her sweaty shirt, revealing her large, white breasts in a black bra. She slipped off her jeans, showing off her long, shapely legs. Tossing her clothes into the washing machine, she stood in front of the mirror and unhooked her bra, letting her round, jade-like breasts bounce free, trembling slightly.
Staring at the voluptuous, beautiful woman in the mirror, Mia ran her hands over her firm breasts, a hint of sadness in her eyes. She was only twenty-six, in her prime. Yet, her body, which men desired and women envied, had no one to appreciate it. Every night, she could only pity herself in front of the mirror. Was this the life she wanted?
Remembrances and Guilt
After a moment of reflection, Mia slipped off her damp panties, revealing her white, perky buttocks, and stepped into the shower. Adjusting the water, she prepared to wash away the sweat from her encounter with Kevin. The incident reminded her of her early days of marriage when she and her husband would make love and he would help her wash afterward. Sometimes, they would even do it again in the shower. Those were happy times, but they were fleeting, like a dream that never really existed in her life.
Sometimes, Mia felt her marriage was like a tasteless chicken rib—neither satisfying nor worth discarding. She remembered her husband's promises when he left, saying he would come back once he made a lot of money. Then, she wouldn't need to work as a teacher anymore, and he would buy her a mansion. But Mia didn't know when he would achieve his goals, and even if he did, would that be the life she wanted?
Mia's mind wandered back to the night she had dinner at Kevin's house with her aunt. Her aunt lived a simple life, eating basic meals, but the mother and son were happy together. Her aunt kept serving her food, while Kevin looked at her with adoration. It made Mia uneasy, but she realized that was the life she wanted—a loving husband and a kind mother-in-law. But Kevin was just her cousin, and Rachel Harris was just her aunt.
Thinking about her aunt's earnest advice, Mia felt a pang of guilt. Rachel Harris trusted her, leaving Kevin in her care, but she had just done something unspeakable with him. Even though their genitals hadn't been directly touched, psychologically, they had already crossed a line. If Rachel knew Mia had shamelessly seduced her son, would she still acknowledge her as a niece?
But it wasn't her fault. Kevin was to blame for everything. Mia sighed inwardly, feeling she had exercised enough restraint. If it were another female teacher, she might have already been seduced by this audacious cheater. Camila Cortez was a living example. Seeing the undisguised lust in Camila's eyes, it was clear that the once serious and lonely woman had been completely conquered by Kevin.
Was she destined to follow in Camila Cortez's footsteps? Mia's face flushed as hot water cascaded over her white, voluptuous body, imagining Kevin's hands passionately caressing her tender skin. His hands kneaded her firm breasts, then playfully slipped to her plump buttocks, finally exploring the secret garden between her thighs.
"No... I can't..." Mia suddenly tightened her legs, her body trembling slightly, her breasts bouncing. She couldn't let herself continue down this path. It would only lead her into an abyss of depravity.
After her shower, Mia changed into clean pajamas, dried her hair in front of the mirror, and walked into the empty living room with a sigh. It was another lonely night. It occurred to her that Kevin was still reciting vocabulary outside. Feeling a sudden impulse, she opened the door and stepped into the yard, pressing her ear against the gate. She could faintly hear Kevin's voice reciting in the distance. He hadn't slacked off.
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