Chapter 246
Seeing Katniss not waking up, I couldn't help but feel discouraged. It must be because my penis is too small, and the stimulation I gave Katniss was too weak to wake her up.
But looking at it from a different perspective, I managed to accomplish what Nathan couldn't do secretly inserting all the way. Can't this bring some comfort to my psyche? I was originally planning to clean Katniss up with a tissue after finishing, but after some careful thought, I decided not to. Will Katniss have any feelings when she wakes up tomorrow morning and sees all this? I looked at Katniss's vagina, and my ejaculation volume wasn't very large, so not much semen came out of Katniss's vagina. I gently put underwear on Katniss directly, and the whole process was completed smoothly.
At this moment, feeling tired after just ejaculating, I hugged Katniss from behind, placed my hands on her full chest, and fell asleep heavily. A night of silence, waking up in the morning, Katniss woke up relatively early because she went to bed early. By the time I woke up, Katniss had already prepared breakfast.
Seeing me coming out of the bedroom, Katniss's pretty face blushed slightly, quickly placing the dishes on the table, looking a bit embarrassed and flustered.
"Get up, honey, let's have breakfast after washing up."
After Katniss placed the breakfast, she casually said with her head down, but it seemed like she was trying to hide a bit of embarrassment.
I nodded, then started washing up in the bathroom. After breakfast, I had to go to the company for learning and work. Now I am already working and studying at the same time, with work taking up more and more of my time.
Sitting at the dining table, Katniss ate breakfast silently, suddenly becoming very quiet.
"Darling, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing Katniss's appearance, although I knew what was going on inside, I couldn't help but ask her.
"Nothing, it's nothing."
Katniss was startled by my words, quickly explaining nervously, with a hint of panic on her face.
"Then why did you blush when you saw me just now? What's wrong?"
I couldn't help but ask again, wanting to get to the bottom of it.
"Let's not talk about that, okay?"
Katniss lightly tapped my shoulder, blaming me, as she didn't want to discuss that topic.
I stopped talking about it, as Katniss had offended Nathan yesterday. I didn't know if Nathan would come back tonight, but since the initial stage of the situation had been set up by me, I would let the two of them handle the subsequent development on their own. Now I could finally focus on my work.
Occasionally, I would find time to check on the progress between Nathan and Katniss to control the intimacy between them.
"What are you thinking about, honey?"
After not discussing that topic, I started pondering silently, and Katniss, thinking I was angry, quickly asked, thinking I was upset.
"Nothing, just work-related matters."
I said half of the truth, but Katniss could tell that I wasn't being completely honest, and she also guessed what was on my mind, as I had asked yesterday.
"Honey, I know what you're thinking. It's not that I don't want to tell you about me and Nathan, but I want to preserve some dignity for myself. I'm afraid that if I tell you, you will despise me, so I choose not to say it. It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I dare not."
After thinking for a while, Katniss seemed to have made up her mind, then she lowered her head and said to me, looking very nervous, as if she might cry at any moment.
"Did you and Dad have sex that night?"
I decided to continue probing, to see if Katniss would tell me the truth.
Katniss didn't answer at all, and she closed her eyes, unable to look at me directly, but she nodded, admitting to the act.
"How many times did it happen?"
"Twice, I guess you could say it was twice."
Katniss hesitated after opening her eyes, then said nervously.
Katniss didn't lie about these two questions, even the number of times was the same. I didn't delve into the actual meaning of "twice," as in fact, because Nathan's secret insertion behavior in the morning was only halfway done, it couldn't be considered a complete time.
"Honey, you're not angry, are you? If you're angry, let's stop, okay?"
Seeing me silent again, Katniss put down her chopsticks, grabbed my hand, and said.
"Darling, you're overthinking. As long as you tell me the truth and don't lie to me, your health is the most important. I see that you're in much better spirits these days, it's all for the sake of getting better, just consider it as part of the treatment."
This question is actually very sensitive, and I've thought many times about how to express it, but I really don't know how to say it.
"Honey, rest assured, you are the only one in my heart. Whenever and wherever, as long as you say the word, if you want me to stop, I will stop immediately, no matter the cost."
Katniss's words were resolute and firm, and I believed her promise.
"It's okay, as long as you have me in your heart, that's all that matters. As long as there is physical satisfaction, without love, it's fine. As I said before, you decide the boundaries."
I said without any hesitation, if I had any hesitation, it might make Katniss overthink and cause her unnecessary psychological burden.
"In the future, when I do it, I'll get your consent first, every time, okay?"
After hearing me out, Katniss seemed very touched, with a guilty look on her face, saying this sincerely, but with a hint of reluctance. In advance, telling her husband, "I'm going to have sex with someone else, is that okay?"
This sentence feels strange. Katniss made so many suggestions, just to minimize the resistance and sadness in my heart, right?
"No need, honey. In short, as long as you have me in your heart, that's all that matters. You control the rest, it's okay, let's not talk about this. I'm off to work now, I might be busier recently."
As I finished speaking, I smiled at Katniss and put down my utensils.
Katniss thoughtfully brought me a coat, helped me put it on, tied my tie, smoothed out the wrinkles in my pants and cuffs. Although Katniss had always been caring towards me, she had never done these things for me before. Was it to make up for something?
"I'll do these things for you every morning from now on. I'll learn to be the most gentle and wise wife."
Katniss noticed me staring at her, realizing that her sudden behavior was a bit abrupt, blushing, she said.
"My wife is already very wise. I'm leaving."
After saying this, I walked out of the house.
Once outside, my smile disappeared.
Actually, half of what I said to Katniss just now was sincere. The only falsehood was that when I saw her having sex with Nathan, I didn't really handle it as calmly as I portrayed. Although I was excited to see Nathan and her having sex, that lingering sense of bitterness in my heart might never go away. This conflicting mindset would continue to linger.
Now, all I need to do is to maintain my sanity, not let certain things affect my mindset. At least I can't let myself be completely controlled by the mindset of a cuckold. Between reason and the mindset of a cuckold, I must ensure that reason prevails, to prevent my marriage from being in danger.
Actually, my worries are unnecessary. Nathan is getting old and doesn't have much time left.
After a tense day of learning, it was finally time to get off work. I thought about whether to give Katniss and Nathan another chance, but considering that working overtime and not going home wasn't good, and the work and study during this time were exhausting, living outside was not as comfortable as being at home.
I didn't know if Nathan had come home today, so I decided to check the situation at home first. If Nathan was at home, I wouldn't go back tonight. If Nathan wasn't at home, there was no point in not going home.
After opening the home video, I found Katniss cooking dinner, but there was no sign of Nathan in the room, indicating that Nathan hadn't come back.
I shut down the computer and drove home.
When I arrived home, Katniss was sitting at the dining table as usual, waiting for me to eat. Seeing me back, she smiled. Whenever Katniss saw me come home, she was always happy. Perhaps this was a manifestation of love.
"Nathan? Hasn't he come back yet?"
After entering, I asked this directly.
"Not yet."
Katniss originally came to the door with a smile, but when she heard my question, she suddenly stopped smiling, then forced a smile and said.
"Haven't you called Nathan?"
"No, maybe he's still busy."
Katniss paused slightly and said.
"Call Dad tomorrow."
After finishing washing up in the bathroom and coming out, I said to Katniss.
"You make the call."
Katniss seemed reluctant, as if calling Nathan was a way of indirectly admitting fault and apologizing.
"Wife, Dad may not have adapted yet. If I call him now, will he feel embarrassed?"
Sitting at the dining table, I said softly to Katniss. In fact, I really didn't want to call Nathan. I don't know why, but since setting up Nathan and Katniss to have a relationship, my relationship with Nathan has become more distant. I don't know if that's good or bad.
"Well, let's talk about it tomorrow. Let's eat."
Katniss responded reluctantly.
We started eating dinner, and it was quiet. Katniss and I spoke very little, and when we did, it was about work, trying to avoid discussing sensitive topics.
When it was time to sleep at night, I lay next to Katniss. The light was already off, and I could hear Katniss's uneven and rapid breathing. I knew her nymphomania was about to relapse again, as it had been two days and nights since she had sex with Nathan. Last night, my presence didn't really provide much relief for her sexual behavior.
Listening to Katniss's uneven breathing, I tried to imagine the tender scene between Katniss and Nathan, giving myself some stimulation. Finally, my penis showed signs of arousal.
I turned around and hugged Katniss, my hands caressing her breasts, and my mouth gently kissing the back of her neck. Her response was immediate - Katniss turned around and actively pressed herself onto me, kissing me passionately.
Our clothes were all removed, and for a moment, the quiet bedroom was filled with the hormones of sex. Just like before, under Katniss's crazy and proactive demands, I ejaculated in less than ten minutes. But Katniss was still clearly excited, her body not yet satisfied.
As I hadn't fully fallen asleep yet, I squinted and saw Katniss sneakily taking out a vibrator from the cabinet, then quietly walking towards the bathroom. Soon, muffled moans came from the bathroom, sounding restrained, without much pleasure or relief in the voice.
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