Chapter 123 Thrilling Moments on the Stairs
Jennifer and Leonard's lovemaking lasted for two hours. Despite the busy night, Jennifer felt remarkably refreshed and comfortable the next morning.
'Indeed, a good man is the best beauty treatment for a woman,' Jennifer thought as she stretched and rolled her eyes at her husband, Henry.
"Good morning, Aunt Jennifer," Leonard greeted as he emerged from his room.
Seeing Leonard, Jennifer instantly recalled the wildness of the previous night, the most satisfying night of her life.
"Good morning, Leonard," Jennifer replied, greeting him back.
Henry, witnessing this exchange, looked puzzled and whispered to Jennifer, "Didn't you say you really disliked that rude kid?"
Jennifer's face flushed with embarrassment as she awkwardly explained, "He's just a bit naive. But after spending a few days with him, I realized he's actually quite nice. You go ahead and have breakfast; I need to use the bathroom."
Henry watched his wife's retreating figure with confusion. 'How can she change her feelings so quickly? That's not like her. Is it true that women become more lenient with age?' he mused.
Unable to figure it out, Henry shrugged and went downstairs for breakfast.
When Jennifer came out of the bathroom, she was about to go downstairs but found Leonard waiting for her at the top of the stairs.
"Is there something you need, Leonard?" Jennifer asked, her face slightly red. She couldn't help but remember how she had been like his sex slave the previous night.
Leonard suddenly stepped forward and pressed Jennifer against the railing of the second floor.
His sudden move almost made Jennifer scream.
"Leonard, what are you doing?" Jennifer asked nervously, glancing downstairs.
"Aunt Jennifer, you look so beautiful and relaxed this morning. Your body is incredibly tempting; I can't hold back anymore." Leonard breathed heavily into Jennifer's ear, his hand sliding under her skirt to squeeze her buttocks.
"We can't do this here; everyone is downstairs eating. We'll be caught!" Jennifer's heart raced with fear, knowing her husband was just downstairs.
"Don't worry, they'll be eating for a while. No one will disturb us," Leonard assured her, turning her around so she could face away from him. His hand quickly slipped into her panties, teasing her.
"No, not here, please," Jennifer whispered, pleading softly. But Leonard didn't stop; she could already feel her vagina getting wet.
"Doesn't this excite you? Aunt Jennifer, you're already so wet," Leonard said, pulling down his pants to reveal his erect penis, which he then thrust into her vagina.
Jennifer had been bracing herself since the moment his glans touched her labia, she covered her mouth to stifle her moans.
Gripping the railing tightly, Jennifer savored the pleasure of Leonard's thrusts. Her hands clenched the railing so hard that the veins on the back of her hands stood out.
Downstairs in the dining room, Mrs. Romy looked up towards the second floor with a puzzled expression. She said to Tina, "Tina, could you check on Jennifer and Leonard? They haven't come down yet."
"Sure, Mom," Tina replied, biting into her sandwich as she started up the stairs. She suddenly noticed Jennifer leaning against the railing. Due to the angle, Tina couldn't see Leonard behind Jennifer.
"Aunt Jennifer, come down for breakfast... Are you feeling unwell? You look flushed," Tina asked, noticing the sweat on Jennifer's forehead and her red cheeks, which made her look feverish.
Tina's sudden appearance startled Jennifer.
Forcing a smile, Jennifer replied, "I'm fine. I guess I overexerted myself at the beach yesterday. My back muscles are a bit sore, so I'm resting here for a bit."
"Does muscle soreness cause you to sweat this much?" Tina asked skeptically, her intuition telling her that Jennifer might be lying.
Suddenly, Leonard's head appeared from behind Jennifer. "Tina, go ahead and eat. Aunt Jennifer's back is sore, so I'm giving her a massage."
'Leonard is giving Aunt Jennifer a massage? But her expression looks more like she's in the middle of lovemaking.' Tina's thoughts trailed off in shock.
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