Chapter 111 Revenge
"This jerk actually forgot your birthday, I'm going to call and scold him." Nathan, upon hearing this reason, was also very angry, and the mistake I made was indeed outrageous. Nathan wanted to call me again, but was once again stopped by Katniss.
"Dad, don't call him. What's the point of reminding him to wish me a happy birthday? Don't call, it's not necessary. I'm just sad, maybe he's too busy and forgot, I'm fine, I'll be okay in a while, sorry for making you worry." Katniss left Nathan's embrace, wiped her tears with a tissue, and smiled at Nathan.
"Alright then, I'll tidy up a bit and go to rest. Don't be sad, go to bed early." Perhaps sensing Katniss's deep sadness, Nathan had no other thoughts today, just wanting Katniss to calm down. The best way to do that at this moment was to let Katniss be alone for a while. Nathan turned and left the bedroom, picked up the vacuum cleaner, and started cleaning the living room and kitchen again, but he kept listening to the sounds from our bedroom, caring about every move Katniss made.
In the bedroom, Katniss sobbed softly a few times, then stopped crying, and changed into her nightgown with a low mood. After changing, Katniss looked numb, as if she had no thoughts or emotions, only a hint of stubbornness. Katniss slowly walked out of the room, but unlike before, she didn't even glance at the wedding photos, as if she didn't want to look at me anymore.
Katniss walked out of the bedroom into the living room, looking soulless, and walked towards Nathan who was doing housework. At this moment, Nathan was cleaning, and when he saw Katniss coming out, he wanted to greet her, but he might have noticed something strange about Katniss at this moment.
Today, Katniss drank alcohol and was very sad. A sad and upset Katniss was so terrifying, Nathan had experienced it before. Seeing Katniss suddenly come to the living room and stand at the bedroom door staring at him, Nathan, who was wiping the floor, stopped nervously and looked at Katniss.
Katniss stood at the bedroom door, looking numbly at Nathan, then showed a gentle and eerie smile at Nathan, as if a big gray wolf was looking at a little lamb with desire in its eyes. Slowly, Katniss turned around, and to my astonishment, she lightly pulled the door handle of our bedroom, and the bedroom door slowly closed, the wedding photo on the bedroom wall disappearing from the living room's view along with the closing door.
After the door closed, the living room became quiet. Now there were only two people left in the living room, two people of vastly different ages, appearances, identities, and statuses, Nathan and Katniss. What were the two of them going to do next? Were they going to engage in the most primitive desire of humans, intercourse, in the living room?
"Feeling better now?" Nathan kept staring at Katniss, not knowing what to do. After being stared at by Katniss for a while, Nathan awkwardly greeted Katniss, perhaps trying to break the awkward silence.
However, Nathan's greeting did not receive a response from Katniss. After looking at Nathan for a while, Katniss bit her lower lip, took a deep breath, as if to brace herself or encourage herself. Then, to Nathan's surprise and confusion, with a flushed face from alcohol, Katniss slowly walked towards Nathan, with a hint of shyness on her face, more of a determination and stubbornness.
"Is she trying to retaliate against me? Retaliate for forgetting her birthday? Retaliate for hurting her heart? Is this the depth of love and the severity of blame?" I thought to myself as I watched Katniss walk towards Nathan step by step. It must be because of that, due to the determination on her face. Katniss is a gentle person, but at the same time, she has a bit of stubbornness in her temper, a bit of a strong-willed and stubborn attitude of not giving up, not admitting defeat, although she rarely shows it. Stimulated by the love and resentment towards me, numbed by alcohol, she was ready to do things she wouldn't normally do.
Slowly, Katniss reached Nathan's side. Since Katniss was 5 feet 6 inches tall, not much shorter than Nathan. Standing in front of Nathan, Katniss stared directly at him, causing Nathan to lower his head at this moment, feeling at a loss, nervous, not knowing how to face Katniss, and unable to guess what Katniss was going to do, although he had a slight inkling in his heart, he dared not be sure. In the end, the nervous Nathan could only try to distract himself, bending down with the mop to continue cleaning the floor, but as soon as he bent down, his waist was supported by a pair of hands, although the hands were weak, they successfully prevented Nathan from bending over.
Blushing, Katniss straightened Nathan's body, and the two continued to stare at each other. Nathan dared not look into Katniss's eyes, her gaze making him lower his head, but in the process, he saw Katniss's cleavage, high and deep, displayed in Nathan's sight. Desire slowly began to appear in the eyes of the two, their breathing gradually becoming uneven. When a person decides to have sex, their physiological desires will gradually begin to show, promoting the manifestation of sexual characteristics.
Was Katniss going to kiss Nathan? At this moment, if Katniss and Nathan were to kiss, my heart couldn't help but ache. Slowly, Katniss raised her hands again, placed them on the buttons of Nathan's pajamas, and then, under my and Nathan's gaze, slowly unbuttoned Nathan's pajamas one by one. Throughout this process, Katniss kept her eyes on the buttons of the pajamas, seemingly shy to face Nathan. Nathan was like a puppet, obediently letting Katniss do as she pleased on him.
Slowly, Katniss unbuttoned all of Nathan's buttons, his pajamas open, exposing Nathan's sturdy, dark, wrinkled chest to the light in the living room. Were they going to make love in the living room tonight? No, because when I checked the real-time monitoring just now, they had already had sex in the bedroom, so it was impossible for them to make love in the living room. This must be foreplay. Originally, Katniss and Nathan had always made love in our bedroom and Nathan's bedroom, and they had not yet moved to other places. If they were in the living room, it would be a new breakthrough!
After Nathan's pajamas were unbuttoned, Katniss gazed obsessively at Nathan's chest, with a hint of unconventional desire and a touch of infatuation in her eyes. Katniss's hands gently caressed Nathan's chest back and forth, her face showing a sense of comfort, feeling the stimulating touch of Nathan's wrinkled chest skin. Occasionally, Katniss's fingers would graze over Nathan's nipples, which had a few hairs. Katniss seemed to have a special desire for middle-aged men with wrinkles. Under the influence of alcohol and caresses, their breathing became more and more rapid even before the start of the sexual battle, sweat already appearing on their foreheads and necks, reflecting a dazzling glare under the light.
Under the influence of alcohol, people often become bolder in terms of sex, and the current scene seemed to confirm this truth. After caressing Nathan for a while, Katniss squinted her eyes and leaned her head towards Nathan's chest, her sensual red lips starting to kiss his shoulders and collarbone. In the past, it was always Nathan kissing Katniss's body, and Katniss rarely kissed other parts of Nathan's body except for giving him oral sex. This time, under the influence of alcohol and stimulated by resentment towards me, she finally opened her psychological defenses and began to actively explore Nathan's body. Fortunately, it wasn't a kiss, as long as Katniss hadn't kissed Nathan yet, the rest could be reluctantly accepted.
Katniss's lips roamed on Nathan's chest, her tongue occasionally licking lightly on Nathan's chest, reminiscent of the night she roamed with me, but Katniss seemed to still be holding back, as if she was not fully releasing her desires. Whether it was the speed or intensity of her licking and kissing, it was far behind our night of roaming, which could be a psychological comfort for herself. However, this new enjoyment made Nathan, experiencing it for the first time, unable to resist and excited. Nathan's body trembled as Katniss kissed and licked, his hands tightly gripping the sides of his pajamas, rubbing them in his hands, causing wrinkles to appear.
When Katniss's mouth kissed Nathan's nipple with a few hairs, the intense stimulation finally made Nathan emit a male groan from his aged mouth. Nathan's hands rubbing his pajamas had reached their limit, as the male nipple is also a G-spot, stimulating it can bring endless pleasure to a man. Slowly, the nipple, originally the size of a soybean, gradually stood erect under Katniss's occasional licking and sucking, and every inch of Nathan's chest skin was being tasted by Katniss's lips.
At this moment in the video, in the spacious living room under the reflection of the light, everything in the living room could be seen clearly - the TV, coffee table, sofa, TV cabinet, flowerpot, everything looked so normal, except for a scene that disrupted the cozy decor. Beside the sofa and coffee table, Nathan stood with his pajamas wide open, appearing not yet elderly but with gray hair, wrinkles on his face and body that didn't match his age, enduring with a twisted face and hands tightly clenched, the sweat and expression on his face seemed to indicate that he was experiencing immense pleasure at the moment. In front of Nathan stood a beautiful and sexy woman in a nightgown, Katniss's exquisite face, long and flowing hair, and perfectly curved figure all hinted at her beauty and excellence. However, Katniss was slightly bent over, delicately kissing and tasting Nathan's chest.
As Katniss continued to suck and lick Nathan's nipple, emitting sounds that could arouse all male creatures, her hand would tease the other nipple back and forth, seemingly not favoring one over the other, ensuring they both received equal treatment. While tasting, Katniss began to slowly undress Nathan by using her hands, and Nathan, enjoying the moment, cooperated. Eventually, with the efforts of both, Nathan's pajamas slipped off his body and fell to the ground. Nathan's entire upper body was now exposed under the bright light.
Slowly, Katniss seemed to have satisfied her taste, she lifted her face, her tongue licking her upper and lower lips, seemingly savoring the taste she had just experienced. At this moment, under the dual stimulation of desire and alcohol, Katniss's face was as flushed as a ripe peach. Both were breathing rapidly, both reminiscing about each other's recent sensations. Nathan's chest bore wet marks from Katniss's saliva, as she had licked his shoulders, collarbone, nipples, and belly.
After savoring the moment, Katniss opened her eyes again, her gaze scanning Nathan's chest, as if confirming that these were the things she had just tasted. Nathan remained motionless, and Katniss slowly cupped Nathan's face with her hands, then leaned her body closer, their faces getting closer. When their faces were only a foot apart, Katniss slowly closed her eyes and her moist red lips approached Nathan's face.
"Is Katniss planning to kiss Nathan? Is Katniss trying to retaliate against me?" I couldn't help but think as I watched Katniss's lips getting closer to Nathan's, my heart beginning to ache.
At that moment, I sat in front of the computer, clenching my hands tightly. Initially, I thought I could completely let go and accept everything between Katniss and Nathan, but when Katniss was about to kiss Nathan, my heart began to ache. Although Katniss and Nathan had been intimate several times, she had always reserved her kisses for me. If her lips were to yield now, what unique thing would still belong to me? If possible, I would rather Katniss and Nathan never kiss, at least Katniss should reserve something exclusive for me from start to finish, although I knew this request and thought were self-deception.
Katniss closed her eyes, was she afraid to face Nathan? Did she see Nathan as me in her heart? Was she treating Nathan as me? She had always been unwilling to kiss Nathan before, hadn't she? I remember she once said that kissing is an expression of love for someone, that there are many women who may accept you entering their vagina, but not necessarily accept you kissing their mouth. A kiss can be seen as a huge breakthrough in a relationship!
My hands were fidgeting on the screen, how much I wished my hands could reach into the screen and block the lips of the two about to touch. But what use would that be? This was already a playback of the surveillance footage, and if it had already happened, it was too late to stop it. Could my hands even reach into the screen? Watching their lips about to touch, my heart was bleeding.
"Wife, is this your revenge? If so, you've succeeded." Tasting my tears, I spoke to the image of Katniss on the screen.
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