She couldn't help but think of his ridiculous pretenses, his shrinking desire in the face of her rejection. Even if she were to seek out a man, she'd never consider someone like Jin.
She wanted someone who could talk to her, who could understand her.
Physical desire was one thing, but Jennifer's heart belonged to something more.
As she lay there, a sudden thought struck her – Evan, the tall, enthusiastic, and kind boy.
His naive, fanciful ideas were endearing, and his respect for his teachers was a quality she admired.
She remembered the way he'd hastily left her bedroom after she'd scolded him, and a warmth spread through her chest.
Evan was the only man who made her feel at ease, and secure.
If only he were older... Her mind began to wander, and a blush spread across her face as she thought of Evan's penis, thicker and longer than her husband's.
Her hand stroked her full, towering breasts, and the other hand reached between her legs, her fingers dancing across the delicate labia. A hot stream began to flow through her body as she imagined Evan's gentle touch.
"Ah... Evan... be gentle... Teacher... I can't bear it... anymore..." Jennifer's eyes closed, and she was transported to a world where Evan's strong arms enveloped her, his huge penis slowly entering the entrance of her tender vagina.
The glans slid across the delicate vaginal wall, reaching her sensitive, wet heart, and bringing her unprecedented comfort.
For the first time, the man's face changed from that of a husband to a handsome, sunny young boy.
In this fleeting moment, Jennifer found solace. Even in her dreams, she wouldn't betray her husband easily.
But her husband was far away, while Evan was close.
The faint scent of him lingered in the air, and her body responded eagerly.
Outside, a masked figure watched Jennifer from the wall of her yard, a cold smile spreading across his face. He was drawn to lonely, coquettish women like Jennifer, but it was a pity that they were either difficult to meet or difficult to approach.
He'd been eyeing this gorgeous married woman for days, preparing to make his move tonight, but... His gaze fell on Jin, still wandering in the yard next door.
The masked man frowned, his mind racing with memories of his past crimes.
He'd played with countless young women and wives, but he'd always taken care to avoid risks, even when the reward was great.
With a final glance, the masked man disappeared from the wall.
Tonight was not the right time.
Let Jennifer enjoy a few more days of peaceful life.
When he returned, she would be ruthlessly conquered and ravaged by him.
As Evan rode the borrowed bicycle back home, the weight of Jennifer's warning settled upon him like a chill on his back.
It was a timely intervention, one that forced him to re-evaluate his path and consider the consequences of his actions. The borrowed bicycle seemed to mock him, a constant reminder of his recent transgressions.
Upon arriving home, Evan was met with the warm smile of his mother, Seo Yuna, chatting with the neighbors at the door.
Her gloomy face and angry tone, however, quickly dispelled any sense of warmth. "Evan, why do you come back so late recently? Have you finished your homework?" she asked, her voice laced with a mix of frustration and concern.
Seo Yuna was a woman of great charm and strength, a testament to her resilience in the face of adversity.
Having lost her husband, she had taken on the burden of raising her son alone, and her determination to provide for him was admirable.
Evan's obedience and academic prowess had brought her a sense of comfort, a beacon of hope in a life that had been marred by hardship.
Evan quickly explained his situation, knowing that his mother's anger would only intensify if he didn't provide a satisfactory explanation.
"Oh, our head teacher asked me to stay to help, so I finished my homework at school." He spoke with a sense of urgency, hoping to placate his mother's concerns.
Seo Yuna's expression softened slightly, but her curiosity was piqued.
"Your head teacher is such a jerk. Why does she always ask you to help her recently?" she complained, her voice tinged with a hint of jealousy.
Evan knew that his mother and Lindsay were both strong-willed women, and their meeting would undoubtedly be a clash of titans.
As he tried to navigate this delicate situation, Evan couldn't help but think of Lindsay's influence on his life.
Their relationship had brought him a sense of comfort and security, but it also created a sense of unease.
He knew that his mother would never approve of their relationship, and the thought of disappointing her was a heavy burden to bear.
Seo Yuna's words cut through Evan's thoughts, and he quickly responded, "Mom, Mrs. Lindsay just asked me to organize some information and she mainly helps me with writing essays. Isn't there an essay competition coming up soon? I got second place last time, and this time I want to work hard to get first place. Mrs. Lindsay helps me with tutoring at school at night." He spoke with a sense of sincerity, hoping to ease his mother's concerns.
Seo Yuna's expression softened, and she rolled her eyes at her son, a mixture of amusement and relief on her face. "Oh, is that so?" she said, her voice tinged with a hint of pride. "Why didn't you tell me earlier? In the future, if your Mrs. Lindsay has something to do, you should pay attention and help her. Let Mrs. Lindsay give you more special treatment."
Evan knew that his mother was simply trying to protect him, but he also sensed a hint of desperation in her words. She wanted him to succeed, to be the best, and to make her proud.
Evan nodded, his heart filled with a mix of emotions.
He knew that his mother didn't understand the true nature of his relationship with Lindsay, and he wasn't sure if he should reveal the truth.
As he looked at his mother, he couldn't help but think of the secrets that he has kept hidden, the desires he suppressed, and the relationships he maintained in secret.
After returning home and washing up simply, Evan retreated to his room, closing the door behind him.
He reached under his bed and retrieved a yellowed booklet, one that held a special place in his heart.
It was his first pornographic book, a treasure he had discovered by chance in his junior high school days.
He had masturbated to it every night, lost in a world of fantasy and desire.
But now, Evan felt a sense of determination wash over him.
He was ready to leave his past behind, to start anew and focus on his studies.
He picked up the book, his heart heavy with emotion, and tore it into pieces. He threw the fragments into the trash can, a symbol of his desire to move on.
As he stood in his room, Evan felt a sense of resolve wash over him.
He would never masturbate again, never seek out Lindsay, and never indulge in the desires that had consumed him.
He would be a good boy, one who embodied the five virtues and four beauties.
He would study wholeheartedly, determined to make his mother proud and to prove himself worthy of Lindsay's love.