Chapter 238
After Katniss locked the door, she turned on the bedroom light. Our bedroom lit up, and Katniss sat on our bed holding her phone, staring blankly with a hint of confusion and sadness. Even though her intimacy with Nathan was approved by me as her husband, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt after being intimate with him, feeling like she betrayed my trust. I made such a big sacrifice for her body, making her feel even more sorry for me.
Shortly after Katniss entered the bedroom, Nathan came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, not noticing that the bedroom light was already on.
He was eager to return to his room to see Katniss. When he got back and turned on the light, he found Katniss was no longer there.
A hint of panic and urgency flashed across Nathan's face. He quickly turned and left the bedroom, then arrived outside our bedroom. Seeing the light on, a tinge of anxiety crossed his face, but he didn't say anything. Disappointment flickered in his eyes, but in this situation, he didn't dare to force anything on Katniss.
Inside the room, Katniss was still lost in thought, completely unaware of the footsteps outside the door. After a moment of contemplation, she took out her phone and made a call. A familiar voice answered, and Katniss started talking to me, while Nathan was outside the door preparing to leave but overheard our conversation.
"Darling, has the party started?"
"It's about to. Ms. Brown and I are on our way. What's up?"
"Nothing, just missing you, especially just now. I don't know why, but the longing was so intense."
"It's okay. Stay at home, be happy, don't overthink, and don't worry about anything else. Make your own decisions, your health is the most important. I will never leave you, no matter what."
After hanging up the call, Katniss covered her mouth and started sobbing softly. The guilt in her heart erupted at that moment, perhaps because my words on the phone had touched her deeply.
At that time, as I was passing by our apartment building, I saw both Nathan's and our bedroom lights on. I thought they hadn't started yet, but watching the surveillance footage later revealed that they had already finished. I thought there was some kind of telepathy between Katniss and me when she called me so coincidentally while I was passing by. But now, looking back, everything was just a coincidence. Katniss's words at that time seemed weary, but her tone had improved a lot. I initially thought it was due to her unresolved sex addiction, making her tired. Now I realize it was just post-coital fatigue.
I shook my head, trying not to have any negative thoughts.
If I hadn't watched that video, I could have maintained my naive thoughts. But after watching it, the truth was revealed, which I didn't want to see.
But I couldn't blame Katniss because I was too confident at the time. Katniss didn't lie to me, Mia was next to me, and I didn't ask on the phone, so no one was at fault. The fault was mine, being too confident in my judgment.
Due to recovering from a serious illness, Katniss's brain had been stimulated, affecting her brain response and hearing. That's why Katniss had her phone volume turned up so loud.
In the quiet night, Katniss's words and my phone conversation were clearly audible to Nathan, who had his ear pressed against the door, eavesdropping.
After hearing those words, Nathan let out a sigh of relief. Perhaps he still couldn't believe that everything was with my consent. The conversation between me and Katniss on the phone undoubtedly gave him another boost.
At the same time, Nathan also showed a hint of guilt, but compared to Katniss, his guilt seemed much lighter.
After standing at Katniss's door for a while, Nathan turned back to his room, walking lightly as if he didn't want Katniss to know he had been there.
Once back in his room, Nathan turned off the light and lay on his bed, preparing to sleep. Since Katniss had returned to her room on her own, indicating she didn't want a second round, Nathan didn't dare to push too far, to avoid ruining the happiness they had just restored.
After ending the call with me, Katniss cried for a while, then turned off the light. Her sex addiction had been relieved, and the climax Nathan had just brought her was enough for the night, so she also prepared to sleep.
The room fell into darkness, and both of them lay quietly in their beds, ready to sleep.
If it weren't for that night of the party, when I came back and saw Nathan's room light on, I might have thought there wouldn't be any further developments that night.
I started fast-forwarding, realizing that nothing was as simple as I had thought.
Katniss and Nathan couldn't fall asleep peacefully, both tossing and turning in bed with an unspoken understanding, occasionally sitting up lost in thought.
Katniss would occasionally check the time on her phone, lost in her own thoughts.
After a long time apart, they engaged in intimacy again, the desire and understanding between them still present. The excitement brought by this intimacy was something others couldn't provide. Even though they had already been intimate once, they were still not satisfied.
The reason they were so quiet now might also be because neither of them could guarantee that I, as the master of the house, wouldn't suddenly change my mind and come back home. If I caught them in the act, even though I had agreed to it, it would still be embarrassing for both of them. The incident on the island had shown them that I didn't play by the rules.
After an hour and a half passed, they still couldn't fall asleep. At some point, Katniss started rubbing her own chest, seemingly reminiscing about the passionate encounter with Nathan. Meanwhile, Nathan was in his room, continuously touching his semi-erect penis, longing for the tightness and warmth of Katniss's vagina.
Despite feeling a twinge of guilt and worry, they cherished this night. They didn't know when they would have another chance for intimacy, unsure if I, as the master and mediator, would suddenly change my mind in the future.
After a while, Katniss got up, put on slippers, and slowly walked out of the room. She walked lightly, and the sound of opening the door was also very light, indicating she was probably going to the bathroom. Before entering the bathroom, Katniss glanced at Nathan's door, her eyes showing a mix of emotions, then walked into the bathroom without turning on the light, perhaps to avoid creating light in the bathroom.
On the other side, Nathan also got up and walked out slowly, with a light door-opening sound. I thought he was also going to the bathroom, but instead, Nathan came directly to the door of my and Katniss's bedroom. Nathan's face showed desire and conflict at this moment, not realizing that Katniss had already gone to the bathroom due to the lack of light.
Nathan gently pressed down the handle of our door, which was not locked. A hint of joy flashed across Nathan's face because the door was unlocked, indicating Katniss was giving him a chance. After opening the door, Nathan quickly stepped inside.
As Nathan entered our bedroom, he closed the door. Meanwhile, Katniss came out of the bathroom.
Oh no, Katniss and Nathan bumped into each other after returning to the bedroom, and then... my mind kept imagining what would happen next.
What surprised me was that after gently closing the bathroom door, Katniss actually walked quietly to Nathan's door, then pressed the handle and entered. Due to Nathan's older age, he didn't have good eyesight, so when he entered our bedroom, he didn't notice that Katniss wasn't in bed. He felt an unusual quietness in the room, walked gently to the bed, tremblingly reached out his hands to touch the bed, but found nothing. He turned on the light and discovered our bedroom was empty.
On the other side, Katniss entered Nathan's room without turning on the light. After opening the door, she stood at the doorway and looked inside, appearing nervous. She didn't see Nathan in the room, so she rubbed her eyes in disbelief. Nathan was nowhere to be found.
Since there was a time difference between Katniss coming out of the bathroom and Nathan leaving the room, they missed each other and ended up in each other's rooms without seeing one another.
Nathan and Katniss couldn't help but feel a bit panicked. Nathan assumed Katniss might be in the bathroom and quickly turned off the light, preparing to leave before she returned.
On the other hand, Katniss didn't find Nathan in his room after coming out of the bathroom. Wondering where Nathan had gone, she was most aware of his whereabouts. Was Nathan hiding in his room, waiting for her? Planning to engage with her again? Katniss felt increasingly nervous, torn between returning to her room to face Nathan or waiting outside. Eventually, she decided to hide in the bathroom again.
Nathan cautiously left Katniss's room, while Katniss carefully closed Nathan's door, both acting in sync. After closing their respective doors, they quietly prepared to return to their rooms, Nathan to his bedroom and Katniss to the bathroom.
Nathan returned to his room, and Katniss to the bathroom, moving in opposite directions. Both of them seemed very nervous, so in the pitch-black living room, they didn't notice what was in front of them and accidentally bumped into each other in the bathroom.
Startled, Nathan was taken aback by the collision in the dark. Katniss, caught off guard, ended up on the floor.
Katniss sat on the floor, breathing in the cool air, while Nathan quickly bent down to see her silhouette.
"Sorry, Katniss, are you okay?"
Seeing Katniss in pain, Nathan didn't care about anything else at that moment, showing concern and compassion for her.
Nathan helped Katniss up from the floor. Katniss, wrapped in a towel, had it slip off during the collision.
As Nathan helped Katniss up, she quickly picked up the fallen towel and hurriedly draped it around herself.
After their recent intimacy, Katniss was still a bit shy, and Nathan, seeing Katniss's alluring figure, felt a hint of desire in his eyes. Although he couldn't see clearly, Katniss's body was so sensual, the glow from the night was still vivid in his mind, and Nathan couldn't help but notice.
"I'm fine."
At that moment, Katniss didn't mind the pain. Both of them now understood that Nathan was indeed waiting for Katniss in her room, and Katniss had secretly gone to Nathan's room. They both felt a bit awkward in this situation.
But women have their dignity in such matters, while men should take the initiative.
With a cry of surprise from Katniss, Nathan suddenly lifted her up around the waist and carried her to his room, his face showing excitement. Since Katniss had willingly gone to his room, Nathan had nothing to fear.
"Dad, what are you doing?"
Katniss, being carried by Nathan, asked in a fluster but didn't struggle.
"Going to my room to help you massage your sore bottom."
Nathan replied with an excited smile, his words carrying a very suggestive tone echoing in the dark room.
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