Chapter 198
In the past, Camila always had a stern face scolding their son for misbehaving or complaining about Zachary not helping with housework. Any of Zachary’s advances were shut down, leading him to ignore her and spend his days drinking beers with friends. Their relationship dwindled to barely ten words exchanged daily and almost no sex life.
Recently, though, Camila seemed to be getting younger; her previously sallow face was now radiant and fair. She came home smiling and rarely lost her temper with their son. Zachary wondered if something good had happened at school. Yet, she remained cold towards him despite his attempts to mend their relationship. Zachary even suspected that Camila might have found a lover at school and thought about secretly investigating. But he dismissed the idea. It seemed unlikely. Camila was in her thirties, quite ordinary-looking, and plump. There were plenty of young attractive female teachers at school, so why would anyone be interested in her? Only Zachary, lacking better options, still valued her.
Moreover, Zachary knew his wife’s temperament. She was proud, self-respecting, and vengeful. He had once complained about her weight, and she had been cold towards him ever since, refusing to let him touch her. If she found out he suspected her of cheating and tried to catch her without any proof, she would surely divorce him.
Zachary couldn’t risk that. When they married, everyone envied him. Camila may not have been stunning, but she was decent, with a full figure, firm breasts, and a shapely butt that made young men drool. People said Zachary was lucky to have found such a good wife.
Zachary’s parents were satisfied, too. They believed their honest, unremarkable son couldn’t handle a pretty wife and preferred a straightforward daughter-in-law. They thought Camila’s wide hips suggested she was good for bearing children. Finding her was a win for Zachary.
Indeed, two years after their marriage, Camila gave birth to a healthy son, continued teaching at school, and brought pride to Zachary. Their life, though plain, had been stable for over a decade. If they divorced now, Zachary doubted he could find another good wife like her.
"Honey, how about some fun before we fall asleep? It’s been so long since our last time," Zachary said, touching Camila’s smooth, plump butt and lightly scratching her through her panties. His cock immediately got hard, and he thought he must have been crazy to ignore his wife for so long.
"Stop that. It’s midnight, and I have lessons tomorrow," Camila snapped, slapping his arm away, feeling restless.
"Please, honey, just once. I can’t take it anymore," Zachary pleaded, placing her hand on his erect cock. "I was foolish and so wrong to criticize you. We’ve been married for nearly twenty years; you can’t hold a grudge against me forever."
Feeling her husband’s hot cock, Camila felt a bit aroused. She had realized she had neglected him since she started sleeping with Kevin, so she felt a bit guilty. She hesitated for a moment and agreed, telling him to keep quiet so as not to wake up their son.