I didn't come into contact with soft lips, though. My lips kissed the air.I opened my eyes to see Tiffany standing at the bathroom's entrance. She had her arms crossed as she looked at me, her gaze appraising. She asked, "What were you doing, Tom?"I felt diffident. I'd been up to no good, and it hadn't worked out. Tiffany had even caught me red-handed! This was so awkward.More importantly, she'd shattered the courage I'd mustered. My gaze darted around as I tripped over my words. I didn't dare look at her. "I was wrong, Tiffany. I won't do it anymore.""Take your time showering. I'm going to cook." She turned and left.Regret overwhelmed me. How could I have said those things to her earlier? She had to think I was a pervert. I slapped myself hard. "How could you say those things, Tom? How could you talk to Donald's wife like that?"Feeling uneasy and distracted, I couldn't continue with my shower. I briefly let the water run over me before putting on my clothes and leaving the
"If one is incompetent, they won't do well anywhere, even if they hold positions of power. My grandfather also said I must learn as much as possible and expand my horizons since I'm still young. It doesn't matter whether I can work at Central Hospital," I said.These words came from the heart—I wasn't lying.Tiffany looked at me admiringly and said, "You're a good kid. I'm sure you'll do well in the future."Her gaze happened to land on my dick. It had formed a tent in my pants again. This surprised her. "Didn't you just have a cold shower? Why are you hard again?"I felt helpless. "I don't know. It became like this shortly after I came out of the bathroom.""Oh, you. You're too easily stimulated because you've been holding yourself back for too long. You haven't experienced being with a woman before."I know you really want it, but don't you dare think about getting it on with me anymore. Remember that I'm Don's wife."I want you to do as I say tonight and sneak over to Dorothy
Suddenly, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I hurriedly pulled it out and put it on silent mode. Then, I checked my WhatsApp. I'd received a text from Tiffany. She wrote, "I sent a video to Dorothy; I'm positive she'll watch it. You just need to wait for the show."In that instant, I knew exactly what type of video Tiffany had sent to Dorothy. I honestly had no idea where she'd found so many of them. Still, this wasn't the time to think about that. I excitedly peeped through the curtains into the bedroom.I saw Dorothy clap her phone to her chest, her cheeks turning red. She looked hesitant. After a while, she picked a black lace nightgown from her wardrobe before heading to the bathroom. Soon, the sound of running water rang out.She'd really gone for a shower. She was oddly compliant to Tiffany's instructions, which surprised me. I thought she would've told Tiffany off.It looked like Tiffany was right—Robert had left Dorothy high and dry for too long. She desperately needed a man
If I'd really barged in there and done anything to Dorothy, I'd be dead meat. Knowing what she was like, she probably would've called the cops. I'd be labeled a rapist and be shamed for life. It was no wonder lust was one of the seven deadly sins.I'd been too rash. Tiffany had sent me here to see whether Dorothy would masturbate, not so I could do anything to her.I was still scared as I clambered over the balcony. I didn't stay to find out who was calling Dorothy.Tiffany was in her bedroom when I got back. She got out of bed when she saw me. "So, how'd it go?"I said absent-mindedly, "She did it. Dorothy really did it.""See? I told you she would. No woman who's gone without her husband's touch for long wouldn't be lonely and desperate," she said.She suddenly noticed something was off about me and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why do you look like you're unwell?"I was afraid. I'd been this close to committing a crime. I'd been an obedient child since childhood; I'd never d
I shook my head, feeling confused. "I don't know."Tiffany said, "Robert is leading Dorothy on like a dog with a bone. Whenever he calls her, he'll tell her he misses and wants her. He'll get her hot and bothered but won't give it to her."I couldn't help snarling, "He's such a jerk! Why's he doing this to Dorothy when he already has a mistress?"Tiffany was equally angry. "Right? Robert is an unfaithful bastard. He's even trying to lure Dorothy into a trap now. He's the biggest scumbag in the world!"I couldn't help feeling sorry for Dorothy upon hearing this. Robert had cheated on her, yet she was still unaware. She'd remained faithful to him despite him being away for over half a year. She hadn't done him wrong.Tiffany looked at me. "You must find it weird that I haven't told Dorothy about this despite being her best friend."She was right. I did indeed find it weird.Tiffany smiled bitterly. "It's not that I've never thought about it. It's that I can't tell her. Dorothy is
"Thanks for telling me all of this, Tiffany. I won't do anything rash in the future. I'll put my heart into pursuing Dorothy from now on," I said."It's good that you understand that." She looked at my crotch. "I doubt you'll be able to win her over any time soon, but you can't go around with a hard-on like that every day."I was frustrated. "Do you have any way to help me, Tiffany? I genuinely feel horrible. I don't know what to do about it."I had no experience in these matters and didn't know what to do. I could only ask Tiffany for help. I saw her face grow redder and her gaze turn odd. I didn't think much of it, though—I thought she was just feeling warm because the weather was hot and we didn't have the A/C on."Tiffany? Tiffany!" I called her name when she didn't say anything.She yelped like she'd been startled."Are you okay? Do you feel unwell?" I asked in concern, thinking there really was something wrong with her.She shook her head. "No, I'm fine. I was just thinkin
Tiffany and I went downstairs together to get Dorothy's things. Then, we went to knock on her door. She only opened it after a while.Tiffany grinned and asked, "What were you doing? What took you so long to answer the door? Were you doing something naughty?"Dorothy's face was still red from her earlier activities. Her blush deepened at Tiffany's words. Tiffany was teasing her after sending porn to her.Still, Dorothy wanted to act tough. She refused to own up to her actions and retorted, "What are you talking about? I just had a shower.""Oh, a shower. Did you have it because of what I sent to you?" Tiffany entered the apartment while still teasing Dorothy.Feeling diffident, Dorothy said, "What did you send to me? I didn't check my phone at all."I widened my eyes. She was lying through her teeth! I'd caught her earlier—not only had she watched the video, but she'd even gotten aroused.Of course, I couldn't say that aloud. Otherwise, she would know I'd peeped at her. I had to
I knew it was because Dorothy felt diffident. She hadn't screamed or left when catching me jerking off. Instead, she'd stood there and watched me with wide eyes for a while. The thought of it made her flush. She was afraid I would bring it up, so she quickly cut me off.I asked tentatively, "Does this mean you've forgiven me?"She harrumphed. "You can pass the incident in the car off as an accident, but what about when we were in the supermarket? Why did you say those things to me? Did you think I was some loose woman?"That was actually what she was mad about. She and I had only met once, yet I'd said such forward things to her. She felt that I thought she was a promiscuous woman—this thought had started because of the massage in the morning.When I'd massaged her, she'd felt my hands roaming but hadn't stopped me in time. She thought she'd given me the wrong signals, leading to me saying those things. That was why she was both regretful and upset.At the same time, she was mad a