Chapter 56 Deep in Thought
In the days to come, everything was the same as before. Katniss and I went to work every day, and as usual, Katniss left work two hours earlier than me. She would prepare dinner before I got home. Since Nathan's hands had not fully recovered, Simon was still staying with Sophia. After Nathan's hands fully recovered, he would bring his son back home.
During this period, the three of us went to visit the Branpia family, mainly to see Simon. It had been a long time since we last saw him, and both Katniss and Nathan missed him very much.
During the visit to the Branpia family, there was a lot of eating and drinking. Due to Nathan's injured hands, I had to accompany Michael Branpia for drinks. After a hearty meal, we returned home somewhat tipsy, disregarding the time, ready to go to bed. Despite being a bit drunk, my mind was clear. On the way back, I noticed the anticipation in Nathan and Katniss's eyes towards each other. It had been a week since their intimate encounter last time, and it seemed like they couldn't wait any longer.
When we got home, I lay in bed feeling drowsy. Katniss took care of me, wiping my face with a towel, giving me water, and gently helping me undress. She was always so gentle and caring, no matter the time or place. I heard the sound of the TV in the living room; Nathan must be watching TV. Besides me, Katniss and Nathan seemed to be in high spirits, perhaps both eagerly anticipating something.
Even though I was sober despite the alcohol, I had a feeling that something would happen that night. After taking care of me, Katniss started tidying up the room that had been neglected all day. I tried to stay awake to witness what would unfold between Nathan and Katniss. However, apart from the normal conversations, there was no sign of anything unusual happening, except for the sound of Katniss tidying up the living room and Nathan watching TV.
I lost track of time, as the effects of the alcohol made it hard to gauge. I struggled to stay awake, wanting to witness what would happen between Nathan and Katniss. Eventually, I succumbed to sleep, despite my reluctance. In my half-asleep state, I had a dream similar to the previous night, but this time, the scenes were clearer and more intense.
The next morning, I woke up to the familiar sound of the alarm clock. Still feeling a bit dizzy from the previous night's drinking, I noticed Katniss preparing breakfast in the living room. She quickly came to help me get up and put on my slippers. I caught a whiff of shower gel on her, indicating she had showered the night before. I went to the bathroom to freshen up before joining Nathan and Katniss for breakfast.
Reflecting on the events of the previous night, I secretly observed Katniss and Nathan's expressions and interactions. Apart from a slight hint of something unusual, their demeanor seemed normal, as if nothing had happened the night before. Was that really the case?
After work in the evening, while Katniss was asleep, I decided to check the footage from the previous night. About an hour after I fell asleep, Nathan and Katniss engaged in another intimate encounter in his bedroom. They started cautiously, trying not to wake me up, but eventually gave in to their desires. I had slept through it all, oblivious to their actions in the next room.
Despite their intimacy, they did not cross certain boundaries. Katniss did not let Nathan touch her breasts this time, unlike before. Although Nathan was disappointed, they continued to enjoy each other's company. Afterward, they both showered, washing away any traces of their intimacy.
Katniss, looking at me sleeping, breathed a sigh of relief, feeling guilty for getting carried away and forgetting about me. She kissed me deeply before falling asleep beside me.
As days passed, things began to change. With Nathan's recovery, fewer people visited during the day, giving Katniss and Nathan the opportunity to be intimate during the two hours before I got home. They had developed a silent understanding, knowing each other's desires with just a glance. Their encounters were not daily but occurred every two to three days, with a variety of activities ranging from oral sex to mutual masturbation.
It was understandable since I rarely got drunk. If they didn't seize the opportunity during those two hours, there was hardly any time for intimacy between them. They maintained control, never crossing the final line, but Nathan's curiosity about Katniss's body deepened over time.
Realizing that they might remain at this stage indefinitely, I felt a sense of urgency. It was ironic that I, not Nathan, was the one feeling anxious. Although Nathan had not gone all the way with Katniss, he had been exploring her body with increasing curiosity.
I knew I had to intervene to push them beyond their current boundaries. But how? Confronting Katniss and Nathan directly was out of the question, as the consequences were unpredictable. After much contemplation, I decided on a risky plan, despite my reservations. The plan was risky, with a chance of success or failure. I hoped that by implementing it, I could encourage them to take the next step, even though the outcome was uncertain.
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