Clark stood at the doorway and couldn’t find the right words to speak. Lina was just… too beautiful to look at, and her wide, bashful smile just captivated him. He was so freakin’ nervous!
“Clark?” Lina repeated herself with a cute giggle.
“Yeah! Sorry… um, thanks… Lina”, Clark said, blushing, and finally stepped through the door, holding the double coffee-cup holder and bag of pastries in his hands. He shivered as he passed by Lina and felt her eyes scanning him closely like x-ray beams.
Lina locked the door behind him and turned around, to find Clark standing in the middle of the living room, looking like a lost puppy. She giggled again.
“You can put these on the table over there, Clark, is ok”, Lina said with a chuckle and met his eyes. Immediately, she blushed herself as well.
“Oh. Heh, yes, of course”, Clark said clumsily. He hurried to set the cups and bag of pastries on the low table in the living room, then sat down on the far edge of the couch. He didn’t want to assume anything, so he left as much room for Lina as she felt comfortable with. He felt like a fish out of the water.
-PING-
Clark jumped in his seat at the sound of a text message. It was Marla again. She’s been texting and calling him all morning. He only checked out the preview of Marla’s message: “YOU’RE MAKING A HUGE MISTAKE, YOU FUCKING LOSER!!! YOU’LL NEVER FIND ANYONE AS…” Clark rolled his eyes and slid the message sideways. He then lowered the settings bar, and did something which he’s never done in his marriage - he muted all sounds. Clark looked back up at Lina and his lips parted in awe.
Lina followed suit after Clark into the living room, walking leisurely towards the couch. Clark tried. He really tried so hard not to stare, but JESUS FUCKING CHRIST… every single cell of Lina’s body just SCREAMED of sex. Her motions were round and sensual, her hips swayed SO FUCKING MUCH to either side, the sides of her round, perfect ass visible from the FRONT, jiggling through her skintight, blue yoga pants.
And her divine breasts… just… just… fuck!!! Clark has been exposed to Lina for about a month by now, and still he could never stop being flabbergasted by their sheer magnitude. There was big, then there was huge. And then - there was gigantic. And none of those terms was Lina. For she was on a scale even BEYOND that. With her stretched-to its-limit, ready-to-explode white tanktop - no bodily contour went missing.
“Soooo…”, Lina said in her excited, word-stretching voice. “What do we have heeeeeere?”
Clark cleared his throat and looked adamantly at the table. “Ehm… just… some stuff I got on the way. There are several kinds of puff pastries and croissants. They’re still hot out of the oven. I wasn’t sure what you liked so I got some of each kind. Oh and I brought 2 cappuccinos, I marked this one as yours. It’s with skim milk and half a teaspoon of brown sugar. I hope I got it right…” Clark said nervously. He quickly opened the large paper bag to reveal its contents for easy access.
“You remembered!” Lina said excitedly. “Thank you, Clark, that’s so nice of you.”
“Uh… yeah, heh. Of course. I mean, I see how you drink your coffee every day, so… uh… um… I… uh… heh… hi”, Clark trailed off.
The reason was that Lina simply sat down on the couch. However, she didn’t sit on the far edge away from Clark. She also didn’t sit next to him. Instead - she sat in both places at once! While the seemingly large space that was left next to Clark would’ve sufficed for two people, it was instead occupied almost entirely by Lina's ass alone!
Clark felt her weight sinking deeply into the couch and felt his body sinking as well towards Lina’s right thigh, like a little planet caught in the gravity field of a supermassive black hole.
Lina’s luscious right thigh was a mere couple of inches away from his left one. Her boobs not only sat heavily onto her thighs now, but actually covered her knees as well, reaching up to Lina’s chin, and protruding sideways so much that Lina’s right boob hovered a couple of inches away from Clark’s left thigh. He took a long, quiet breath, trying to calm his nerves.
“Ohhh it’s from Barney’s bakery. I love this place!” Lina exclaimed excitedly.
“I’m glad you love it”, Clark said with a nervous smile. Lina looked at him thoughtfully.
“Thanks, Clark. I appreciate it”, Lina said with a kind smile and touched his shoulder briefly, before quickly taking her hand back, like she remembered she shouldn’t.
Lina then reached over her boobs, leaned way forward, crushed her boobs down as much as possible then carefully took out a delicious-looking, hot empanada. Her right boob momentarily brushed against Clark's left thigh as a result before she leaned back again. Clark held his breath and didn't dare to move until the contact was disconnected.
Taking a little bite, Lina closed her eyes softly. “Mmmmmmmm! That’s almost as good as what we have in Colombia”, she said, relishing its texture and deep taste.
Clark smiled. He only took a nervous sip from his own coffee, but otherwise didn’t touch the pastries. Lina took several more small bites from her hot empanada before she noticed how quiet Clark is.
“Clark… Is everything ok?” she asked and put her half-eaten empanada down on the table, turning a little towards Clark and giving him her undivided attention. Her right boob lightly grazed Clark's left knee occasionally, depending on Lina's posture. Clark was having a very hard time meeting Lina’s eyes. He was looking intently at the floor, ashamed.
“Yes. No, actually”, he said and started rotating his coffee cup on the table pointlessly.
“What happened?” Lina asked, worried.
“Nothing. I mean… nothing like that. Just…”, Clark said and sighed. “I don’t even know how to say it.”
Lina felt her heart beating. She wasn’t sure where Clark was going with this, but she’s never seen him so serious, and she got really anxious all of a sudden.
“Lina I… I wanted to explain myself”, Clark started.
“Explain yourself? For what?” Lina asked. Clark looked up at her and almost cried due to how beautiful she was. She was looking with her big, huge, magnetic eyes deep into his own with concern and empathy, and she was just… god, she was the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen. And she seemed so vulnerable. It was almost too much to take in. But he tried his best.
“These past few weeks…”, Clark started, and Lina’s face showed she immediately knew what he was talking about. Clark took a deep breath and continued:
“I’m sure you’ve felt something off about my behavior. I just had to come here and tell you that it had nothing to do with you, Lina. You were nothing but kind and sweet and just so wonderful to be around. I was cold to you, and I honestly feel like shit for doing that to you. You didn’t deserve any of this and I just had to tell you in person how sorry and ashamed I am for my behavior.”
Lina was quiet and seemed like she was processing what Clark was saying. Clark kept twisting his cup on the table aimlessly.
“Clark… what’s going on?” Lina said.
“It doesn’t matter. Really, there’s no excuse for how I acted, Lina”, Clark said with a nervous, cracked voice. “I saw how hurt you were, and it killed me inside. I didn’t want to act this way, I just felt like I had no other choice.”
Lina took Clark’s left hand in both of hers near her right shoulder. She looked him dead in the eyes.
“Clark, if you want us to talk, you have to be honest with me. What happened? You can tell me”, she said assertively but compassionately. Clark’s face reddened. His heart pounded like crazy. This was it. This was the moment. He had to talk. He took another deep breath and continued:
“I never really spoke about this before, but… I’ve been having some problems with my marriage. Some big problems. My wife and I… well… Marla and I… ugh… the truth is… just a few days before you came to the school - Marla and I had the biggest fight we’ve ever had. I’ll spare you the details but… our marriage hasn't been great for several years now, to say the least. And the past month was the worst of my life. I don’t know if you could tell how exhausted I was every day, but - that was the reason.”
Lina kept looking compassionately at Clark, holding his hand and listening to him intently. Actually, he felt a little comforting squeeze of her hands onto his. She was just there for him, hearing him out. It felt so good. So peaceful, like her compassionate, active listening was softly caressing his distressed soul.
“Then… you came along, Lina. Right into my darkest hour, and…”, Clark stopped and blushed even further. “And you just lit everything up. Life just felt… so great. The energy you brought with you, Lina… it’s just… god… I’ve never met anyone as charming and kind as you”, he said.
This made Lina blush. She felt her own stomach churning with excitement. She couldn’t believe her ears.
“I started looking forward to meeting you everyday. My life was just one big ugly mess, and the only time I felt I had some peace, quiet and joy was when I was teaching with you. You made it impossible to feel sad or to dwell on my breaking marriage. I just couldn’t get enough of being next to you, any chance I got”, Clark said.
Lina squeezed his hand more firmly now and started breathing more heavily. God her hands were so soft and warm and pleasant to the touch. His dick suddenly stirred in his pants to his horror.
“I felt a lot of shame, trying to get close to you, but I just couldn’t stop myself. And I fooled myself to think I had it all under control. But then…”
“Came the Salsa dance”, Lina completed his thoughts, and blushed even more.
“Yes… the Salsa dance”, Clark confirmed with a heavy heart, and Lina shifted in her seat. “Lina, I… I felt something there. And…”, he felt his heart rate skyrocket through the roof. “And I think… you did, too.”
Lina immediately blushed like a tomato. She looked down for a moment but didn’t let go of Clark’s hand.
Clark has never been this excited. He felt significant movement in his crotch now as his dick escaped his underwear and started making its way along his right thigh. ‘Shit shit shit!’ Clark did his best to sit in a way to camouflage it, but it was getting harder by the second.
“I think I got scared then”, Clark stammered, having trouble forming full sentences with his hardening dick. “I realized that I was…”
“What… Clark?” Lina almost whispered, squeezing his hand desperately. Clark felt his stomach about to burst from the inside. ‘Why can’t I stop shivering??’
“That…”, he sighed. “I was developing… feelings for you. Strong feelings”, he said and allowed a pause.
Lina’s mouth opened in a big “O” shape. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Without realizing it, she inched closer to Clark until their thighs touched. Her right boob now touched Clark’s thigh permanently, gently resting lightly on it. She kept squeezing his hand like a stress ball.
Clark felt the tension rising to critical levels. His dick was no longer in control, reaching halfway through his right thigh by now.
“Clark…” Lina whispered, breathing hard, her face suddenly closer to his.
“It was at this point, however…”, Clark continued. Lina’s heart dropped. Never in her life has she hated a word more strongly than the word ‘however’. “...that I realized I was not in control. I never was. I didn’t trust myself around you. You were just too much to resist, Lina. That’s why I was cold to you. I was married and didn’t want to cross a line I couldn’t come back from”, Clark said, shaking like a leaf at this point.
Lina was stunned. And yet, something he said caught her attention. She let go of Clark’s hand and scooched a bit away from Clark. His heart dropped.
“Was married?” Lina asked with a raised eyebrow. Clark looked up at the ceiling and sighed before he looked back down at Lina.
“Yes. Marla and I split up. I told her I’m filing for divorce, and that I no longer consider us married anymore”, Clark said. Lina frowned.
“Clark… I don’t know what to say”, she said. So many thoughts raced through Lina’s mind. “I’m… I’m sorry.”
“I’m not”, Clark said in a steady voice. Lina lifted her eyebrows in surprise.
“Did I…”, Lina said hesitantly.
“No”, Clark cut her off before she could even finish. “You had nothing to do with us splitting up, Lina. Frankly, I should’ve done it years ago. I’ve been fighting like hell to keep this marriage afloat, but it was always a one-sided effort. If there’s one thing I know without a shadow of a doubt - is that this was the right call.”
Lina was quiet, trying to process it all. Her emotions were stirring in her body. Clark pondered his words before speaking again.
“Actually”, he said. “You did have one thing to do with this. You showed me there’s another way. You showed me that it doesn’t have to be so tough. I guess I was in so deep that I had a tough time seeing things clearly. But I do now. So… um… thank you, Lina. For everything.”
Lina shed a tear.
“Clark… I have a job interview in another school next week”, she said in a croaked voice, giving Clark a moment to process. Clark’s heart dropped.
“Oh. Uh… congra… I mean… good… good luck…”, Clark said somberly as he turned to look at his coffee cup on the table.
“Clark”, Lina said, taking Clark’s hand in hers again.
“What?” Clark said, felt his throat choke.
“Clark, look at me”, Lina said softly. Clark couldn’t bear to look at her. What did he think was gonna happen?
“Should I go to this job interview or not?” she asked, inches away from his face.
The coffee cup suddenly looked blurry, and Clark realized his eyes were watering. He knew exactly what she was asking him. His thoughts were screaming at him with all sorts of opposing opinions.
“You should do what’s best for you, Lina. I’m not in any position to tell you what to do. I only want for you to be happy and fulfilled”, he said at the coffee cup. “Look, I just came to explain myself. I said what I said. I think I should get going, Lina”, he said and wiped a tear quickly.
“Clark, please look at me”, Lina said in a pained voice. Clark couldn’t hide from her any longer and looked up at her with teary eyes. He was so embarrassed to be crying like that. Then, to his amazement, he saw Lina was crying as well.
“Should I go to the interview?” Lina repeated her question with her most meaningful look. Clark was shivering. Lina was shivering. They stared into each other’s eyes for a long moment, their faces less than a foot apart. Lina looked deep into his eyes, then down at his lips for the briefest moment, then back up into his eyes. And just like that - Clark’s mind went silent.
She looked so vulnerable with her big, beautiful, watery eyes. Clark’s heart pumped like never before.
He reached forward and kissed her.
*
It was only a tender, little kiss before Clark moved back and looked at Lina, waiting for her reaction. Slowly, Lina placed a hand on her open lips, then looked back at Clark. Her eyes opened wide in shock.
“Clark…”, she said softly. Gradually, her shock turned to need.
She reached both her hands towards his neck under his cheekbones and pulled him in for a second, more urgent kiss. Then a third kiss. And a fourth and a fifth, over and over again.
Clark’s body exploded into the most blissful feeling. He moaned, melting into the softness of Lina’s full, sensual lips. Whatever expectation he’d built up in his head of how sweet and soft her lips were gonna feel like - this kiss surpassed it a hundred times over. It was like kissing an angel. Pure, 100% femininity and softness consumed his soul and made all the built-up tension, worry, sadness and anger that bore down on Clark’s soul for years - evaporate into nothingness. The only thing that mattered right now was the fact that Lina was kissing him. Passionately!
“Mmmmmmmmmm… mmmmm…. Mmmmmmm… ay Clark… MMMMMM… MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” she kept moaning in between kisses with sizzling passion, her heat rising like a piping hot pressure cooker on a stove.
Lina couldn’t get enough of Clark. After being held back by metaphorical shackles for the past month, working so closely with the man she was quickly falling in love with and being unable to do anything about it - she had him. She finally had him. And there’s no force on earth, the galaxy, the universe, in heaven or in hell that would stop her now from kissing this wonderful, sexy man.
She felt Clark’s left hand grazing her thigh. Without a moment’s hesitation - Lina grabbed his hand and placed it on the side of her waist encouragingly. Clark’s eyes opened in pleasant shock. He got the message loud and clear, and pulled Lina’s slender waist towards him. Lina moaned loudly into his mouth through endless kisses, and with a little sideways hop - scooched her body closer to him, right into Clark’s personal space.
Their bodies were now tightly bound side by side together. Lina’s shapely right thigh was mashed against Clark’s left one. Her fingers moved further forward into the back of his neck and up in between his hairs. She gently sifted through groups of hair and scratched the back of his scalp with her sharp, sexy fingernails, making Clark shiver in utter bliss from the wild sensations going through his body.
And Lina’s right boob just SMOTHERED Clark’s entire torso, fitting itself into it like a glove. Her heavy flesh just sat on Clark’s thighs. Actually, Lina’s right boob basically covered his entire lap, encroached onto his knees, while simultaneously mashed into his stomach and chest! It was so heavy, it felt like a ball made of lead. Clark had no idea how she carried so much weight, then remembering this was only half of what she carried every day.
Nothing, no force in nature - could stop Clark’s dick from becoming diamond-hard right now. His cock was throbbing painfully hard along his right thigh. Lina felt the long, thick and hot tube pushing against her right boob. Her eyes opened wide in utter shock, and it took her long moments to even register what she was feeling, because there’s no way this thing was what she thought it was. Yes, she remembered something big poking her during the Salsa dance, but she didn’t remember it to be this big!!!
Clark was a little scared she’d become freaked out or grossed out by him getting hard so fast, and tried to adjust his dick as best as he could to be aimed lower, below her boob. But he was stunned when Lina did the exact opposite and leaned further into him. Now there was nowhere to escape. Lina was angled such that she was half-facing him. His cock was heavily buried under the most massive mass, made of her right boob. It had some softness, but only just barely. It had that same odd tightness he’d felt when they danced together.
“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm oh godmmmmmpphhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmm”, Clark tried to moan, only to be “attacked” a second later by another passionate kiss from Lina.
Lina knew exactly what she was doing, and she enjoyed every second of it. Nothing would stop her now from doing what she craved to do for so long - to be as close to Clark as physically possible. She lodged her boob as hard and deep as she could into Clark’s lap, sinking not only its natural massive weight onto him, but also pushing down into his body as well. She made sure that giant tube of hard flesh she was feeling was smothered as much as possible. And to top it all off - Lina started gyrating back and forth against Clark’s torso, which further stimulated his throbbing dick..
This was too good to be true. Clark’s right hand gently slid and held Lina’s swan-like neck, aiming her face towards his own. His elbow gently rested on a tiny tiny portion of her upper, left breast. His left hand very gently held onto the most sculpted, slender waist he’s ever felt. It almost felt illegal to be grabbing such a perfect waist. Like he shouldn’t be allowed to touch such feminine perfection. Yet, Lina gave him every sign she could to confirm she not only agreed to it, but wanted it.
And so, like a child entering a candy store - Clark’s appetite grew and he grabbed her waist with enthusiasm. Over and over again his left hand groped that marvelous, feminine taper, where the side of her chest curved inwards towards a petite waist, then tapered absurdly outwards towards the bounds of her right upper ass cheek. It was like the most perfect handle for his hand to latch onto. And every time he squeezed that curve, Lina moaned louder and more passionately, getting hotter and wetter, gyrating into Clark along with each of his squeezes.
“Mmmmmm…. Ay sí, Clark… mmmmmm… jyes… mmmmmmm I love it when you feel my body like that… mmmmmm…. it’s so hot for you… jyes, baby, that feels so good… mmmmmmmmm.”, she softly purred into his mouth, gyrating back and forth against him, kissing him ardently again and again.
Clark swore he could die that moment a happy man. He could’ve stopped it all there and had a blissful, stupid smile for the entire next year. But Lina had no plans to stop anytime soon.
The two made out lustfully, with neither one being able to, nor wanting to stop themselves. Clark’s cock was smothered continuously, being stroked again and again by Lina’s gigantic mass of boobage, spewing precum copiously all the while.
Finally, after at least 15 minutes of nonstop kissing and moaning, Lina pulled back just a tiny bit, taking a little breather. Clark and Lina both gasped, feeling the hot air flowing between their mouths, inches apart from each other.
“Clark… -GASP- you have no idea -GASP- how long -GASP- I wanted to do this”, Lina said hotly, her forehead connected to Clark’s. Clark looked into the most beautiful eyes he’s ever seen from zero-distance, feeling the lust emanating from them. His whole body was shaking and he held Lina’s sexy waist tighter.
“Yes I do, Lina”, he said through his own gasps. “I wanted you so bad from the second I stepped into Mr. Sheffield’s office and saw the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.” He looked truthfully into her eyes, feeling himself going weak. Lina felt her whole body filling with millions of emotional butterflies. Her gorgeous eyes opened wide and she resumed attacking Clark’s entire face with everything she had within her.