Chapter 1782
"We've been married for so long, what else is there to talk about?" Vanessa casually remarked. After waiting a while and seeing Andrew still lingering, she realized his awkward demeanor. She chuckled and said, "Andrew, you're in the mood for some action, aren't you? Just say it, your parents aren't here, no need to worry about others hearing. Let's go." With that, she turned off the TV with the remote and headed towards the bedroom.
Andrew blushed, following her into the bedroom. Seeing Vanessa take off her nightgown, her two full breasts bouncing out, the trembling chest, swaying rosy nipples captivated him, making his cock grow even harder.
"Hurry up," Vanessa lay on the bed, spreading her long, slender legs, urging, "We won't be able to do it once your dad brings Flora back."
Feeling a hint of humiliation, Andrew felt like a beggar, waiting for his wife's charity. But looking at Vanessa's enticing mons pubis below, he couldn't care less about his pride. He hastily undressed, climbed onto Vanessa's body, cupped her soft, full breasts, and began to caress them, then leaned in to kiss her lips.
"Alright, come on in," Vanessa, now aroused, gasped, "Don't forget the condom."
Andrew hurried to search the bedside table but couldn't find a condom. Hesitating, he suggested, "Darling, how about I pull out when the time comes?"
"No way, what if you don't?" Vanessa insisted firmly, "I don't want to take pills. Go downstairs and buy one, I'll wait."
Reluctantly, Andrew quickly dressed and went downstairs to the convenience store at the entrance of the complex. Feeling embarrassed to buy condoms directly, he picked up a few bags of salt, a bottle of soy sauce, and casually grabbed a box of condoms to place on the counter.
The cashier recognized Andrew and, seeing the box of condoms, teasingly remarked, "Your wife's back, huh?"
Andrew felt awkward, gave a sheepish smile, and tacitly agreed.
The cashier then handed him another box of condoms, saying, "Use this one, ultra-thin with dotted texture, feels the same as not wearing one. You'll both enjoy it more."
"Okay, okay!" Andrew nodded quickly, thinking about his naked wife waiting at home. He paid, grabbed the items, and almost bumped into the glass door on his way out.
Watching Andrew hastily leave, the cashier's face revealed a hint of envy. He had seen Andrew's wife before, she was seductive and spicy, especially with her round, perky buttocks that stirred strong desires in people. No wonder Andrew was in such a rush to make love in broad daylight. If he had such a beautiful wife, he probably wouldn't wait until nightfall either.
Andrew hurried back home, ran upstairs, and couldn't wait to undress and get into bed. However, he accidentally knocked his knee against the bed frame, causing tears to well up in his eyes from the pain, forcing him to crouch on the floor and rub his knee for a while.
Vanessa laughed uncontrollably, her breasts jiggling, "Why are you in such a hurry? It's not like it's the first time. Are you okay? Let's do it tomorrow."
"I'm fine," Andrew quickly stood up from the floor. He couldn't wait until tomorrow. He caressed and kissed Vanessa again, put on the condom, and eagerly penetrated her vaginal opening with his erect penis, smoothly sliding in.
"Mmm, faster," Vanessa gasped, wrapping her legs around Andrew's waist, moving her hips to match his thrusts. Her vagina teased Andrew's penis, and soon vaginal discharge flowed out.
Andrew, excited to be inside Vanessa again, felt her warm, slippery vagina tightly enveloping his penis, bringing him extreme pleasure. He thrust vigorously, admiring Vanessa's alluring face, listening to her seductive moans. After a few hundred thrusts, he couldn't hold back and climaxed, panting heavily on top of Vanessa.
"Okay, pull out now, it would be a disaster if it leaks inside," Vanessa pushed her husband's heavy body off, wiped the sweat off her breasts, and complained, "It's all your fault for not saying earlier, now I'm all sweaty, and the shower was for nothing."
"Darling, we'll shower together later," Andrew chuckled, contentedly gazing at Vanessa's naked body beside him. Despite his lack of career success, his marriage was enviable to many, with a charming wife and a lovely daughter. They were about to move into a new home soon. What more could he ask for?
Vanessa rolled her eyes at Andrew, still naked, breasts gently rising and falling, her skin flushed with excitement.
Although Andrew was reserved in person, his performance in bed was decent. Each session lasted about five to six minutes, and his penis length was similar to Quentin's. However, he lacked Quentin's playful nature and Kevin's vigorous energy, making it difficult for Vanessa to reach orgasm. But most married women hadn't experienced an orgasm, so having a normal sex life was already good enough.
Thinking about how Andrew had always been obedient and rarely argued with her after they got married, Vanessa couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt. Andrew could be considered a model husband, despite lacking ambition. He had no bad habits, didn't smoke, drink, gamble, or visit brothels. He did the grocery shopping, cooking, and laundry at home, never making her do any household chores. He silently endured her sarcasm without holding grudges. Vanessa, on the other hand, felt somewhat inadequate as a wife.
"Darling, let's do it again," Vanessa, with seductive eyes, nestled in Andrew's arms like a little kitten. "We're going to shower soon, might as well make it count."
"Oh, but I..." Andrew didn't expect Vanessa to suddenly become so passionate and proactive, showing a hint of embarrassment. His cock was still in a refractory period, not ready for action.
"Let me wake it up."
With a seductive smile, Vanessa grabbed Andrew's limp dick, stroked it a few times, then bent down, took the glans into her mouth, and quickly made it hard. She then had Andrew lie down on the bed, straddled him, and slowly took his dick into her vagina, gyrating her round, perky buttocks, squeezing and grinding. In no time, Andrew couldn't hold back, gripping Vanessa's firm buttocks tightly, groaning, and ejaculating.
Seeing Vanessa's flushed face, still radiant, Andrew felt a twinge of guilt. Thankfully, they didn't spend much time together, or Vanessa might demand more, making it difficult for him to keep up.
"Do you want more, or should I go shower?" Vanessa chuckled, watching her husband, sweating and shaking his head continuously. She hopped off the bed, swaying her round, beautiful buttocks towards the bathroom.
Although Andrew's performance was decent, his stamina was lacking compared to Kevin. Kevin had remarkable recovery ability and abundant energy. After their last encounter at the sanatorium, the three of them hadn't made love together again. It seemed like organizing another session would be a good opportunity to bond with Natalie.
Vanessa entered the bathroom, turned on the shower to wash her body, and soon Andrew joined her.
"Can you help me wash my back with the body wash?" Vanessa requested.
Andrew squeezed some body wash into his palm, lathered it on Vanessa's smooth back, and couldn't help but feel a bit restless as he gazed at her slender waist and perky buttocks. However, his dick, which had ejaculated twice, showed no response. He sighed, realizing he wasn't a young man in his twenties anymore, able to maintain an erection at all times like when he was dating Vanessa.
"Oh, by the way, isn't your mom having trouble with her legs? I bought her an electric blanket. Your dad likes listening to storytelling, but the old radio was too worn out, so I got him a new one. Don't say I don't care about your family," Vanessa said with a smile.
"Darling, you're so thoughtful. I wouldn't dare say that about you," Andrew felt touched, hugging Vanessa's naked body and kissing her face. Little did he know that the considerate woman in his arms was plotting a threesome with another man.
At noon, Audrey and Alissa went to the school to handle some paperwork. Kevin woke up to find it was almost five o'clock. Audrey texted him, saying she was having dinner with some colleagues that evening and left Kevin to fend for himself.
Kevin was contemplating whether to cook at home or eat out when his phone rang, and it was Albert calling.
"Kevin, is the drain cleared?" Albert shouted, "Carl, Samuel, and I are at the pool hall. We're planning to have barbecue. Are you coming?"
"Of course, I'll be there. Wait for me," Kevin hung up, quickly changed clothes, and headed out. But as he reached the intersection, his phone rang again, this time it was Cynthia.
Kevin wondered why Cynthia was calling. In his mind, Cynthia, like Vanessa and Natalie, was a woman with deep scheming. It was better to keep his distance.
"Cynthia, what's up?"
"Kevin, come to my place tonight. My dad and I want to treat you to dinner."
"Oh, no need, Cynthia, I have other plans," Kevin quickly declined. He preferred to join Albert and the others for barbecue.
"Kevin, I want to treat you to dinner. You must come," Cynthia insisted, "Otherwise, I'll call Ms. Johnson, and you can come together."
"Never mind, I'll go alone," Kevin said somewhat helplessly. He didn't want Audrey to meet Cynthia. He had been keeping the incident with Edgar a secret from Audrey. If Cynthia accidentally mentioned it, it would be disastrous. Although he hadn't slept with Cynthia, he had done everything else. He couldn't say he hadn't done anything with Cynthia.
Why did he have to get involved with Cynthia? Now he couldn't shake her off. Desire was truly a troublemaker.
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