Alex's thumbs were literally digging into the side of her soft flesh. His fingers were curled, ready to grasp the massive weight of her boobs fully. Marine was trembling, her nipples hard against his chest, waiting for the grab. She was ready!

And then...

STOP.

Alex pulled back. Instantly.

He pulled his hands away from her body like they were on fire. He broke the kiss with a loud smack. He leaned back on the bed, putting distance between them.

Marine blinked. Her eyes were hazy and confused. She almost fell forward because the support of his body was suddenly gone.

"T-that is it for now," Alex announced, his voice calm and composed. "We stop here."

"W-what?" Marine gasped. She looked like a puppy that just got kicked. "Stop? Why? Why stop now? You... you almost grabbed them! You were right there!"

She felt a sudden wave of immense sadness wash over her. It was a physical ache! She felt cold without his heat. She didn't want to stop!

Even though she didn't fully understand what she was feeling—she didn't know what an orgasm was or what sex really meant—she just knew one thing.

She didn't want this feeling to stop. She wanted the fire to keep burning! She wanted his hands back on her!

"I can't continue," Alex said, shaking his head solemnly. He acted like he was saving her life. "Marine, listen to me. This is too much. This is way too much for a beginner level like you. If I grab you now... if I give you too much pleasure right at the start... it is going to consume you completely."

"Consume me?" Marine whispered, scared.

"Yes! You will become addicted! You will lose your mind! You will become a zombie who only thinks about pleasure! And you don't want that, right? You want to be a classy Sex Goddess for Luke, not a pleasure zombie!"

"I... I guess..." Marine pouted. She looked down at her throbbing crotch. She felt so empty.

"Exactly. We have to pace ourselves," Alex said, standing up from the bed. Creak. He smoothed out his shirt. "We will continue later. We will do the grabbing lesson another time when you are stronger."

He walked towards the door. He put his hand on the doorknob. Then he turned back and gave her a wink.

"And remember, my little girlfriend. If you have any more doubts... or if the book confuses you again... just come to me. Come to my room. I am always available for 'tutoring'."

"Okay... Big Bro..." Marine whispered sadly.

Alex walked out and closed the door. Click.

He walked down the hallway and went back to his own room. He sat down on his own bed.

His face changed. The "kind brother" mask fell off, and a wicked, scheming grin appeared.

'He he he. That went perfectly.'

He thought about the situation for a moment. He rubbed his chin.

'Marine is hooked. She is totally under my control. But wait... I can use this. This is a golden opportunity. A magnificent opportunity!'

He thought about Violet. He thought about the hot mom who was currently hiding from him.

'If Violet finds out... or even better, if I make her think that something is happening between me and Marine... she will go crazy! She will seethe with jealousy! She will be jealous that I am touching her daughter! And she will be worried!'

Alex chuckled darkly.

'She will have no choice. She will have to come to me. She will try to stop me. She will try to "save" her innocent daughter from the big bad wolf. And when she comes to me... I will trap her too. I will make the mother pay the price to save the daughter.'

It was a perfect, evil plan.

...

In the kitchen, Violet was standing by the counter. Chop. Chop. Chop. She was cutting vegetables for lunch. She was cutting carrots.

But while her hands were busy, her mind was very busy too.

Violet had truly thought—she was 100% sure—that Alex would have come to her already. She thought he would have come down to the kitchen to harass her and all.

She thought he would corner her against the fridge and demand a "morning kiss" or something lewd like that!

That is exactly why she made a brilliant plan. That is why she sent Marine with the coffee and not herself! She used her own daughter as a human shield to escape the awkwardness!

But to her absolute happiness... and to her great relief... he didn't come down at all!

The house was quiet. He stayed in his room.

'Oh, thank goodness!' Violet sighed a breath of relief. 'He didn't come. I am safe. My plan worked perfectly.'

She was feeling soo happy. She was incredibly relieved that he wasn't going to practice kissing with her today. She was happy that he wasn't going to press his lips against hers and make her melt into a puddle of her own cum again!

'Yes, exactly,' she tried to convince herself. 'It was all in my head. All those wicked, dirty thoughts about him touching me... they were just in my own mind! I was the one imagining it! Alex is a good boy. He never had any intention to get with an older woman like me at all. Why would he? I am a mother! I have wrinkles! I am old news!'

She nodded to herself. But as she nodded, her smile faded a little bit.

A strange feeling settled in her chest. Was it... disappointment?

'No! No way! I am not disappointed!'

But she felt sad. She felt a deep, nagging sadness inside her body. And the reason was simple. She was frustrated. She was sexually frustrated!

She felt sad that her husband, Daniel, was too tired to do anything to her in the night. He was always working. He worked so hard for the family, which was good, but it was bad for her bedroom life.

Not that she complained before! Oh no, she was a good wife. She never complained. But now-a-days... especially with Alex around the house... she was feeling it.

She was feeling the lust. She was feeling the itch!

Alex walked around with so much energy. He was tall. He was handsome. He smelled like testosterone. Just seeing him made her body wake up from a long hibernation!

She remembered last night. After Alex went to sleep, she had tried. She really tried! She went to her husband Daniel. She tried to initiate it with him. She wore her nice nightgown. She touched his arm. She whispered into his ear.

But by the time Daniel comes home, he is a zombie. He was too tired to do anything with her.

"Not tonight, honey... big day tomorrow... Zzzzz..."

That was all she got! A snore!

Violet looked down at the carrot she was chopping. She felt lonely. She felt empty. She wanted to be held. She wanted to be kissed until she made a puddle.

'I am a bad woman,' she thought, biting her lip. 'I am blaming my poor husband... and thinking about my step-son's lips. I am terrible.'

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