Chapter 238 Mistaken Identity Again
With Mrs. Romy's sister visiting, Mrs. Romy prepared a lavish dinner that evening.
While at the dinner table, Leonard was still contemplating whether he could leverage Diana to obtain information from Uncle Lowell's company when he was caught off guard by the mention of his name in their conversation.
"The last time I saw Leonard, he wasn't even as tall as me. Now he's so much taller," Diana said, patting Leonard's hair.
Leonard smiled awkwardly. Diana was very enthusiastic, perhaps a little too enthusiastic.
“Hey sis, remember when you called me last time and asked about Leonard? I wanted to come over then, but I was swamped with work. I've got some free time now. Was everything okay back then?" Diana inquired, glancing at Mrs. Romy.
Everyone at the table, including Scarlett, Tina, and Lowell, looked at Mrs. Romy curiously.
Mrs. Romy suddenly recalled that she had phoned Diana when she and Leonard visited the countryside to see her mother. It was after that day that she finally embraced her unconventional relationship with Leonard.
Mrs. Romy reminisced about the passionate lovemaking she and Leonard had shared in the countryside, a moment even witnessed by her mother, causing her face to flush slightly.
"Oh, nothing really. I was feeling nostalgic after visiting the place where I grew up. By the way, how long are you staying this time?" Mrs. Romy quickly changed the subject.
"I can stay for three days. I just finished a big project," Diana said with a smile.
Mrs. Romy sighed as she glanced at Diana. "You're always so dedicated to your career. You don't even have a boyfriend. When we were in the countryside, Mother complained to me, worrying if she would live to witness your wedding."
"What good are men? Besides meeting physical needs, I don't see them as very helpful," Diana said with a pout, then suddenly realized there were two men at the table.
"Of course, brother-in-law, that's just my personal opinion. I hope you won't fire me for it," Diana joked, winking at Lowell.
Lowell chuckled and shook his head, brushing off her comment. On the other hand, Leonard wasn't happy. "Aunt Diana, I'm a grown man too. You should apologize to me."
Diana playfully ruffled Leonard's hair. "You're still a young boy, a virgin. You're not quite a man yet.”
"Diana!" Mrs. Romy scolded Diana angrily.
"All right, my dear sister, I won't joke like that anymore," Diana said, raising her hands in mock surrender.
In Diana's company, the dinner was full of life and fun. Later in the evening, Leonard got up from bed feeling thirsty and in need of water. As he headed downstairs, he spotted a figure on the sofa wearing Mrs. Romy's nightdress.
The figure was wrapped in a blanket with its back facing Leonard, so he couldn't see its face.
'Why is Romy sleeping here? Did Uncle Lowell's snoring wake her up again?' Leonard wondered, looking at the figure on the sofa. His gaze quickly settled on Mrs. Romy's bottom.
The black nightgown that should have covered her entire bottom had been pulled up as she lay on the sofa, revealing half of her bottom. Even in the dim light of the living room, Leonard could clearly see her pale buttocks.
The red thong was tightly wedged in her crotch, showing a few curly pubic hairs at the edges. Leonard moved closer for a better look and noticed that part of her labia was also exposed.
His breathing quickened, and he reached out, trembling slightly, to touch Mrs. Romy's bottom. As his hand made contact, his whole body shivered slightly.
Because the air conditioning was on, Mrs. Romy's bottom was cold but very soft. Leonard gently stroked and squeezed her plump bottom.
Leonard leaned in close, listening under the blanket, and heard Mrs. Romy's breathing getting heavier.
'Looks like Romy can feel pleasure even when she sleeps,' Leonard thought with a smile and became bolder. He removed his trousers, exposing his thick cock.
Next, Leonard moved Mrs. Romy's red thong aside, revealing her full labia and orange-red anus.
His fingers lightly stroked her labia, feeling the coarse pubic hair. Mrs. Romy's body shivered slightly.
Leonard lowered his head, gently parted Mrs. Romy's labia, and began to lick the crevice with his tongue.
"Who's touching me? It tickles," the figure on the sofa suddenly sat up.
Hearing the voice, Leonard jumped in fright. He realized that it wasn't Mrs. Romy's voice but that of her sister, Diana!
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