My Accidental Harem-Chapter 197

Kevin’s heart skipped a beat. What did Camila mean by that? Had she found out something? Seeing Camila stretch her legs like she was tired, he quickly stepped forward with a smile. "Mrs. Cortez, you must be exhausted from teaching all day. Let me massage your legs for you." He started kneading her smooth, plump thighs, his hands skilled from massaging his mom often.

Camila felt Kevin’s fingers working magic on her legs, and it felt great. She smiled slightly. "What’s this about? Are you hiding something from me? Why do you look so guilty?"

Kevin started sweating under her questioning. He wasn’t sure how much she knew, so he tried to play it cool. "Mrs. Cortez, what do you mean? You know my daily routine. What could I possibly hide from you? Did someone say something?"

Seeing Kevin still trying to dodge the truth, but his anxious eyes giving him away, Camila snorted softly and forced a smile. "Why are you so sure someone said something? Who do you think it was, and why?"

Kevin was at a loss for words and knew he couldn’t outsmart Camila. If he kept denying it, he’d just look foolish. He had no choice but to come clean about his interactions with Mia. However, he left out some details, like Mia being forced to masturbate Principal Zach Jackson in the principal’s office, to avoid making things even messier.

Camila’s eyes sparkled. She had previously asked Mia about her relationship with Kevin, but Mia had been evasive. Now, she finally had a clearer picture. She felt a bit helpless, though. She had warned Kevin not to get involved with Mia, but it seemed he hadn’t taken her advice seriously.

Initially, Camila thought a woman like Mia wouldn’t pay attention to Kevin. But to her surprise, Kevin had indeed caught Mia’s interest. Reflecting on how Kevin had seduced her, his homeroom teacher, and was now entangled with the school’s most beautiful teacher, Camila wondered what he would become in a few years. He might end up seducing all the female teachers in the school, leaving her behind. She might have to compete with other teachers for his affection. However, given her close relationship with Mia, if they worked together, who’s to say they wouldn’t win?

’What am I thinking?’ Camila blushed, feeling a tingle in her thighs where Kevin was massaging. Her voluptuous body shifted slightly as she felt warmth in her pussy. She was aroused by her thoughts. She mused that if it ever came to that, she would prefer to share Kevin with Mia rather than any other woman. At least she knew Mia wasn’t manipulative.

"Kevin, I know what’s done is done. I’m not going to scold you," Camila said seriously. "But I hope you handle your relationship with Mia Wilson carefully. She’s different, and you’re still a student. You should focus on your studies. I won’t interfere anymore."

This was Camila’s reluctant choice. Relationships between men and women were complex and unpredictable. Kevin’s feelings for Mia might fade as he matured. If she intervened, it might only cause him to rebel. She trusted that Mia would handle their relationship properly. "Don’t worry, Mrs. Cortez. I know what I’m doing." Kevin nodded while continuing to massage Camila’s thighs. Seeing her close her eyes in satisfaction, he grinned and said, "If you think this feels good, you could lie down on the bed, and I can give you a full-body massage."

Camila felt incredibly relaxed from Kevin’s massage, her fatigue melting away. His offer tempted her, but she saw his eyes roaming over her mature, voluptuous body. She knew he wanted more. She rolled her eyes playfully and said, "I know what you’re up to. Just one day without me, and you’re already so desperate. It’s not a good time; we’ll get back to this at noon."

Camila misunderstood Kevin’s intentions. He had been with Vanessa last night and had a blowjob from her that morning. He wasn’t as desperate as she thought. He genuinely wanted to give her a proper massage. But after hearing her words, he didn’t explain and just nodded. "Okay, Mrs. Cortez. I’ll come back at noon."

"Alright, you can leave," Camila said, half-closing her eyes and leaning back in her chair. She thought about the pleasure she would have with Kevin at noon, her plump thighs rubbing together slightly, her pussy tingling with anticipation. She had become increasingly dependent on Kevin’s touch. Ignoring him yesterday was meant as a small punishment, but she ended up staying up all night tossing and turning. She accidentally woke her husband, Zachary, who then tried to initiate sex.

Camila turned away with a huff. She didn’t want Zachary to touch her. He saw her lying with her back to him, wearing only a tank top and panties in the heat. Her plump thighs and buttocks were exposed, looking very enticing. Zachary had been eyeing the slim, young wife of his neighbor because he found Camila’s plump figure unappealing. He was flirting with the neighbor’s wife but there was nothing he could do, which led him to a salon for a prostitute. The salon, with its pink lights, had several scantily clad young women sitting on the sofa, who all greeted him eagerly. Zachary, overwhelmed by the choices, eventually picked a slim woman and hurried into a room with her. The prostitute expertly cleaned Zachary’s groin and then started undressing. Once she was completely naked and lying on the bed with her legs spread, Zachary was already hard. He jumped on her thrusting directly into her, and began pounding away. She soon started moaning, wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, and moved her hips, her pussy squeezing his cock.

Zachary couldn’t hold out for long. After just a few dozen thrusts, he shuddered and came. The prostitute, noticing he was done, got up to clean herself and asked for payment. Feeling embarrassed, Zachary left $100 and slipped out. The whole thing took about ten minutes.

Back home, the more Zachary thought about it, the more foolish he felt. He had a wife at home he could have sex with for free, but instead he went to a salon and paid someone else. Spending $100 for just a few thrusts made him feel heartbroken. He also realized he didn’t like overly slim women. They might look nice, but they felt too bony. This made him appreciate his wife more, whose soft, fleshy body felt like a cushion during sex, which was always satisfying.

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