Chapter 2968 The Tutor's Insatiable Lust:>Ep40
- Hannah leaned in and joined the conversation, giggling. "Anyone else warm?" The woman's lips were full and flushed, and there was an undeniable streak of lust in her smoky eyes. Her posture had also grown wobbly which suggested she'd become quite intoxicated. Olivia noticed Hannah's black fingernails had creeped up Matt's thigh, coming to rest an inch away from his swollen erection, and felt another dull pang of jealousy. Her friend was having quite the run of experiences, including sexy closet time with Matt, a kiss with another girl, and whatever else had occurred before Olivia had joined the group. She'd never seen her reserved companion even close to this open and loose before.
- Olivia agreed with Hannah's comment, admitting that the party had gotten far more intimate than she'd imagined it would. She was horny, shirtless, and sitting right up against her tutee's practically naked body and visible hardness. It was not a good look, and she decided it was time to track down her boyfriend. She collected her blouse, and told the group she'd be back later while tying the garment back in place. She wasn't sure which of the two actions had gained more of the negative feedback they threw at her.
- She was alone again, wandering the house in search of Daniel. It was getting late, and the thick mass of bodies had thinned out somewhat. Olivia was mindful of the fact that the big bad wolf could very well be hunting her, and kept her head on a swivel. Still nursing a strong buzz, she felt a warm confidence in her belly, almost wishing he'd ambush her so she could tell him off again. Stepping out into the cool night air, she found her boyfriend slumped over on a padded chair beneath a covered patio. He and his buddies had presumably been passing a bong around, and their bloodshot eyes, lit by a small tabletop fire between them, drifted toward her lazily. "You alright, babe?" She asked, half sitting on the arm of his chair and rubbing his back. The woozy athlete stirred slightly, muttering something unintelligible and failing to lift his head as it slumped into her arm.