Chapter 124 Affectionate
Katniss is still in the bathroom taking a shower, while I'm lying on the bed thinking. Just got home and went straight into the house to make love with Katniss. After the recent lovemaking, which consumed a lot of energy, I feel a bit parched. While Katniss is still in the shower, I'm getting off the bed to go drink some water.
As I got off the bed and picked up my underwear to put on, getting ready to grab a bottle of water from the fridge, I picked up my own underwear from the floor. It was just when I picked up my underwear that I accidentally touched Katniss's underwear, and I felt a sticky liquid on it. Since Katniss went to the bathroom wearing only a nightgown without underwear or a bra, her underwear was still lying on the floor.
Coming into contact with this sticky liquid, my hand, which was picking up the underwear, suddenly stopped there. That sticky substance felt so familiar. How could Katniss's underwear be wet? The lights in the room were set to pink during our lovemaking just now.
While Katniss is still in the shower, I turned the bedroom lights to the brightest setting. Then I reached out and picked up Katniss's underwear. Under the bright light, I carefully examined Katniss's pink lace-edged underwear. My heart suddenly tightened, and I had a bad feeling.
In the end, I did find something in the middle of Katniss's underwear. They were white, and as I brought them closer to my face, I didn't need to sniff closely to recognize the strong scent of a man's semen. To confirm my suspicions, I didn't mind the dirtiness. I lightly touched the liquid with my fingers and then brought it close to my nose. Yes, it was a man's semen, no doubt about it.
I remember that when I got home, I took off Katniss's underwear and then made love to her. After making love, she went to take a shower. In other words, her underwear was already stained with semen before I took it off. This means that before I got home, Katniss had sex with someone else, and that man ejaculated inside her. As for who that man is? I don't need to guess.
As Katniss's underwear slipped from my hand, I looked at the still not dried semen on it, realizing that it had been stained just a few minutes before I got home. I began to recall the details of my arrival home.
When I arrived home and knocked on the door, there was a delay in opening it, and it took about 1-2 minutes before it opened. What was Katniss doing during that time? I didn't suspect anything at the time, but now looking back, things weren't that simple. Also, when I first entered the house, I smelled a strong fishy odor, which I initially thought was from mopping the floor, but now thinking back, that smell was slightly different from the mild scent of mopped water. The strongest fishy smell is from a man's semen. Furthermore, when I first entered the house, the living room was tidy, and Katniss said our bedroom was also tidy, but when I entered the bedroom, I found our bed in disarray. If the bedroom had been tidied up, why wasn't the bedding? And every morning before Katniss goes to work, she always makes the bed neatly, so why was it messy by the evening? Unless in the few hours between Katniss finishing work and my arrival home, someone messed up the bed, for what reason, I don't need to think about.
When Katniss opened the door for me, her hair was a bit disheveled, and her nightgown seemed a bit wrinkled. I thought she had been tidying up the room. Also, although she seemed pleasantly surprised when she opened the door, now looking back, there was a hint of panic and fear in her eyes, as if she was guilty of something.
Lastly, when Katniss and I were making love, after I took off her underwear, her vagina was very wet. I initially thought it was due to my seductive techniques, making Katniss wet with desire even before penetration. Now thinking back, it was because her vagina still had remnants of the previous lovemaking. Also, as I inserted into Katniss and continued thrusting during lovemaking, I noticed some white substance on my penis. At the time, I thought it was froth from the vaginal fluids, but now looking back, those white substances were different from froth. Even if I didn't think it was froth from vaginal fluids, I could understand that it was Katniss's discharge, as she often has discharge without any signs of infection. So, when I saw those white substances brought out by my penis from Katniss's vagina, I didn't suspect anything. Now looking back, those white substances were most likely remnants of semen from Katniss's vagina.
Also, before Katniss and I made love, she insisted on taking a shower first and then making love. At that time, her attitude was quite firm, with a hint of resentment in her eyes. If it weren't for my desire compelling me to undress Katniss, she wouldn't have given up on the idea of showering first before making love. Moreover, when I kissed Katniss just now, I seemed to taste a different flavor from her mouth, a flavor I had never tasted before.
I looked down at my penis, still not cleaned, feeling it was covered with the semen Nathan left in Katniss's vagina. I pursed my lips a few times, feeling a strange taste in my mouth. Could it be that in addition to Katniss's saliva, I unintentionally tasted Nathan's saliva too? The various details that I hadn't paid attention to, through the semen on Katniss's underwear, made me connect everything and realize that things were definitely not that simple. Something must have happened between Katniss and Nathan in the time before I got home.
I looked at the bundle of underwear, listened to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and the joy I had just felt was diluted. Why? Weren't you already sick? Weren't you happy because I gave you a bracelet? Couldn't you have kept your purity for just one night for me? Even just for one night?
No, I won't believe it without seeing the surveillance footage. I must have made a mistake, I must have misunderstood.
Soon, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and I stopped thinking. I quickly adjusted the bedroom lights back to pink and put Katniss's underwear back in place. At that moment, I no longer felt thirsty. I lay on the bed with my eyes closed, contemplating as if nothing had happened. Although I appeared calm on the surface, inside, I was in turmoil, eager to know the answers.
Shortly after, the bedroom door opened, and I kept my eyes closed. After Katniss returned to the bedroom, she soon turned and left again. I opened my eyes and glanced at the floor, noticing that Katniss had taken her underwear and bra, probably to put them in the washing machine for cleaning.
I closed my eyes again, and soon Katniss returned to the bedroom. While I was still closing my eyes, I suddenly felt Katniss holding my penis, and then it felt cool. I opened my eyes to find Katniss gently wiping my penis with a wet towel. Katniss was completely focused on wiping me, occasionally looking at me with tenderness and love in her eyes, but that love turned into irony in my eyes.
Due to taking a shower, Katniss had already taken off her bracelet and necklace. Watching Katniss place the bracelet and necklace together on the bedside table, my emotions were complicated.
"Honey, could you get up first? I'll change the bed sheets and covers." After Katniss finished wiping my penis and gently patted it with her hand, she said softly to me.
"Alright, you go ahead and change, I'll go drink some water. I still have some work to do later. I came home early today, but I still have a report to submit tomorrow." I got up, put on my underwear and pajamas, and then went to the bathroom.
In the bathroom, I started to feel nauseous in my mouth. It wasn't that I was repulsed by Nathan, but even if I loved Nathan, I couldn't bear indirectly kissing him. I picked up my toothbrush and started brushing my teeth repeatedly. Afterward, I walked out of the bathroom, got some purified water from the fridge, took a few sips, but still felt a strange taste in my mouth. Although brushing my teeth made my mouth completely clean, the psychological effect still made me uncomfortable.
Back in the bedroom, Katniss had already changed the bed sheets and covers. I took the removed bed sheets and left the bedroom, heading to the bathroom. When I was about to put the bed sheets and covers into the washing machine, I stopped. With mixed emotions, I began to search for traces of love left by Katniss and Nathan on the bed sheets and covers, but in the end, I gave up. I found nothing on the bed sheets and covers.
After returning from the bathroom, I turned on the computer, while Katniss was lying on the bed playing with her phone. I started analyzing data on the computer, but my mind was elsewhere, and the analysis was going very slowly. I noticed Katniss playing with her phone, occasionally stealing glances at me. Since I had to wait for Katniss to fall asleep before checking the surveillance footage, I endured my fatigue and competed with Katniss in endurance. I had to hold out until Katniss fell asleep first.
"Honey, I'm going to bed first. You should sleep early too. Goodnight." After about an hour, it was past ten o'clock. Katniss yawned, said goodnight to me, and then put down her phone to prepare to sleep. I continued working on the data, waiting for about half an hour to make sure Katniss was already asleep. Listening to Katniss's steady breathing, I opened the monitoring software on the computer and set the recording time to when Katniss returned home from work.
When Katniss got home, as usual, Nathan was preparing dinner. Katniss entered the house, put down her bag, changed into pajamas in the bedroom, and then walked into the kitchen.
"Dad, let me cook tonight." Katniss seemed different today, suddenly wanting to cook herself. Although Katniss's cooking was delicious, she rarely cooked. She often said that the fumes were bad for her skin. Normally, Nathan did the cooking, but only during the period when Nathan was sick or injured did Katniss cook every day. Tonight, Katniss suddenly wanted to cook, which felt a bit unusual to me.
"What's wrong? Why do you want to cook tonight?" I wasn't the only one feeling strange; Nathan also asked Katniss curiously.
"Is it not okay? You know how hard it is for me to cook voluntarily. Kevin isn't here, so can't I cook for you tonight?" Katniss looked at Nathan tenderly. Although there was no lover's love in her eyes, it was still gentle, with a hint of something unusual. I just couldn't understand.
"Maybe not, my health is fine now. You always say that the fumes are bad for your skin, right? Let me do it. How about you cook when I can't do it one day? Go rest for a while, I'll cook." Nathan gently pushed Katniss with his arm, slowly pushing her out of the kitchen. Seeing Nathan's insistence, Katniss pouted and left the kitchen, looking cute as if she was coaxing Nathan.
Katniss eventually returned to the bedroom and started tidying up the room, making both the living room and bedroom neat and tidy. At that moment, I noticed that our bed was neatly made, contrasting with the messy state it was in when I first arrived home. I even asked Katniss why the bed was so messy. Her answer was that she was planning to change the bed sheets but hadn't had the chance before I came home. I didn't pay much attention at the time, but now looking back, Katniss seemed subtly flustered at that moment.
After finishing tidying up the bed, Katniss returned to our bedroom, sat on the bed, and stared blankly at our wedding photo, occasionally looking down at the bracelet on her wrist. Her eyes showed tenderness, occasionally mixed with a hint of confusion. Perhaps she was thinking about the complicated relationship she had with Nathan, a relationship that made her struggle between sex and love. She wanted my love and Nathan's sex, but this complex relationship made her constantly blame herself and fear. If I didn't confront her, she would continue to live in torment, torn between me and Nathan.
After sitting on the bed for a while, Katniss shook her hair, as if trying to clear her troubled thoughts. She turned on the computer, seemingly wanting to relax online. Katniss seemed to have recovered from her illness, showing no signs of fatigue on her face. Aimlessly browsing online for a while, she lowered her head in thought, then logged back into the forum, opening her "Pink Lily" account. After reading a few messages, she started writing a new journal entry.
I fast-forwarded the surveillance footage while Katniss was writing her journal entry, which took over half an hour. The length of the journal entry didn't seem very long from the surveillance footage, but it took Katniss a long time to write, edit, and think about it, making it seem difficult to write. Shortly after Katniss finished writing the journal entry, Nathan knocked on the door from outside the living room, calling Katniss to dinner. Katniss closed the computer and walked out of the bedroom to have dinner with Nathan.
Watching Nathan and Katniss happily enjoying their dinner on the computer screen, I started to think. Should I stop the video and check what Katniss wrote first? Or should I watch the video first and then read Katniss's journal? Should I continue watching the video or close it to read the journal? These two choices made me hesitate, but at that moment, what I most wanted to know was whether Katniss and Nathan had a relationship before I got home. This was what I urgently wanted to know. I gave up the idea of reading the journal first, my eyes fixed on the computer screen, watching Katniss and Nathan laughing and enjoying a candlelit dinner together, unaware that a few hours later, I would suddenly return home from out of town.
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