Hidden Desires - Family Secrets

Chapter 032 Wake up, come on, wake up...

"Wake up, come on, wake up..." I found myself silently shouting at the screen, hoping against hope that Betty would come to. But as Michael's hands slowly pulled down, Betty's pubic hair was the first thing to be revealed.

With her panties inching downward, Michael's breathing grew more and more rapid. This time, he was finally about to see a woman's vagina up close—the very part of a woman he was most obsessed with.

However, once Betty's pubic hair was exposed, her panties couldn't be pulled down any further. Lying on her back, her buttocks firmly pinned the fabric underneath her, making it impossible for Michael to continue.

Relieved, I let out a sigh, though my heart hadn't quite settled yet. My eyes stayed glued to the screen, waiting for what would happen next. Michael tried a few times to pull the panties down further, but he could have forced them off with brute strength. Yet, that would make too much noise and risk waking Betty.

Frustrated and anxious, Michael realized he couldn't remove Betty's panties without risking waking her, so he reluctantly gave up. But he wasn't ready to call it quits just yet. Suddenly, he gritted his teeth as if making a decision. He freed one hand and with the other, he began to edge Betty's panties aside, reaching his hand inside since he couldn't see her vagina.

His hand brushed against her sparse pubic hair and slowly moved downward. As Michael's hand ventured deeper, Betty's panties began to bulge outward. His hand was close to its destination when suddenly, Betty clamped her legs shut, trapping his hand in the process.

Caught off guard, Michael quickly withdrew his hand from Betty's panties and swiftly pulled them back into place along with her skirt. He lay down quickly, all his movements smooth and rapid. Afterward, he turned his back to Betty and pretended to sleep, but his trembling body betrayed his intense nervousness and fear.

Watching the video, I saw Betty rub her legs together a few times, shake her head, and then continue sleeping peacefully, never fully waking up.

The two of them had breakfast together and then headed off to school. Michael's gaze towards Betty had changed; where there was once only respect and affection, now there was a hint of obsession and desire. Yes, after that night, Betty had transformed in Michael's eyes from a mother and teacher into a woman—a mature, sexy, and enticing woman, an object of his fascination, a potential partner.

With that, the video of the first night came to an end. I sat back in my office chair, reflecting on the entire night's events.

Although Betty hadn't been completely violated, she had been thoroughly exposed and desecrated by Michael. Her breasts and legs had been fondled and kissed, completely losing their sanctity.

The only parts left untouched were Betty's vagina and buttocks, and her lips, which Michael hadn't kissed. Most importantly, Betty hadn't been penetrated by Michael, so she was still technically untouched.

Vagina, buttocks, lips—the only parts of Betty that remained unviolated. Wait, I suddenly remembered a detail I had overlooked in the video. When Betty startled Michael last night, my focus was entirely on Michael's reaction and Betty's state; I hadn't paid attention to the state of Michael's hand when it was inside Betty's panties.

I quickly rewound the video, slowing it down until I reached the moment Betty clamped her legs shut. I paused the video as Michael's hand quickly withdrew from Betty's panties. I zoomed in on the still frame.

Although it wasn't very clear, my years of analyzing video footage allowed me to confirm something. There was a slight reflection on Michael's index finger—a sign of moisture.

Human fingers don't secrete fluid, so the only explanation for the liquid on Michael's finger was that it came from inside Betty's panties...

Realizing this, I slumped back in my office chair, defeated. Of the three remaining untouched parts, one was now accounted for, leaving only two—her buttocks and lips.