Chapter 11 Darling, I'm Cold

The discovery of her provocative photograph shattered my preconceived notions of her. After some contemplation, I sent her a torso shot, my eight-pack abs on full display. I was curious to see her reaction.

Her response was delayed, leading me to believe she was upset. However, to my surprise, she sent a blushing emoji

Lily: [Wow, eight-pack abs, your body is incredible! I've always wanted to work on my abs, but I've never had a mentor!]

Her desire for fitness guidance felt like a deliberate attempt at seduction. I began to question her innocent façade. Despite being best friends with Jenny, I doubted she knew her as well as she thought. I suspected she was more experienced than she let on...

Mighty Tiger: [I have some experience in fitness. Would you like me to guide you?]  

Lily: [Okay!]

Mighty Tiger: [Then it's settled. I'll be your emotional mentor and fitness coach!]

I replied, a playful smile on my face.

Lily: [Okay, I'll come to you for help, don't find me annoying.]

Mighty Tiger: [I won't!]

Our conversation continued for a while longer before I found a convenient excuse to end it. I had gathered enough information for the day.

I was starting to see that Lily too, had a dual nature.

Lily managed to handle the issue with Philip effectively. After that, Philip indeed stopped his littering habit. A day passed quickly, and when I returned home from work, I switched to my private account. In the afternoon, Jenny had sent me a flurry of messages.

There were pictures and videos. Although I enjoyed them, I still reminded her that sending these while I was busy could disrupt my work.

She sent a pouting emoji.

Sexy Kitten: [I'll be more careful next time!]

Mighty Tiger: [Silly, I appreciate you sending me these, but I also don't want you to focus solely on this all the time. Work and leisure are equally important.]

I continued to maintain my image, and Jenny took my advice to heart. That night, I didn't chat with them anymore.

The next morning, I was awakened by a phone call while still half-asleep, "Hello, Rita, what's up?"
Upon hearing Rita's voice, I instantly woke up.

Oh no, how could I forget this? It was the weekend, and a few days ago, I had promised to attend the kindergarten's summer camp activities as Judith's father.

"Okay, Rita, I'll be right down."

I quickly freshened up and put on my best clothes—I couldn't embarrass Rita. Looking at myself in the mirror, I whistled. I looked rather handsome!

My chest muscles filled out my shirt, and my eight-pack abs were faintly visible, exuding a strong masculine aura.

Downstairs, Rita was already waiting.

"Huh, Rita, why did you change cars?"

Her car was a Volkswagen Polo, but now she had a Mercedes?

"The Polo has limited space, this car has more room!"

With that, Rita held Judith and sat in the back seat. "You drive!"

I understood, she was boosting my ego, and I felt touched. Only Rita would be so considerate.

Without hesitation, I took on the role of the driver. Along the way, Judith sang nursery rhymes, and laughter filled the car.

At that moment, I wished the ride could go on forever.

Arriving at the school, Rita said, "John, today you'll temporarily pretend to be my husband, and Judith will start calling you daddy."

There was a plea in her eyes. Thinking about her care for me over the past year, my heart softened, and I agreed.

Holding Judith, Rita said, "Judith, from today onwards, Uncle Cena is your daddy!"

The little girl was ecstatic, "Really, Uncle Cena, can I really call you daddy?"

Which child didn't yearn for a father's love? Sadly, Judith's world only consisted of her mother.

"Yes!" I nodded.

"Oh, I have a daddy now!"

Judith clapped with joy, Rita's eyes were teary. I lifted the little girl onto my shoulders, "Let's ride the big horse!"

Judith giggled endlessly, and Rita, naturally, held my hand!

My heart trembled, and I glanced at Rita. She was a head shorter than me, and if she tilted her head slightly, she could rest it on my shoulder.

Setting Judith down, the excited little girl grabbed my hand to show off to her classmates, "Look, this is my daddy. I'm not a fatherless child. This is my daddy, I told you my daddy is tall, strong, and handsome!"

Nothing untoward happened, and the surrounding parents all showed friendly smiles.

After registration, we boarded the school's hired bus. This time, we were headed to Green Bay, a summer retreat.

The journey would take about an hour and a half. Judith sat on my lap and soon fell asleep.

For half an hour, Rita and I chatted. She then said, "I'll take a nap first," leaning on my shoulder and closing her eyes.

The mature woman's scent filled my nostrils. Moreover, from my vantage point, I could easily catch a glimpse of her enticing features.

Because it was a summer camp, Rita was dressed casually. Casual clothes had a particular feature—loose collars!

I quickly reminded myself not to sneak a peek and decided to close my eyes altogether.

I couldn't look!

Slowly, I drifted off to sleep!

Soon, we reached our destination. Everyone got off the bus, and under the school's organization, we played parent-child games, set up tents, and in the afternoon, each family contributed two signature dishes. In the evening, we all gathered around a large table, chatting and eating merrily.

At night, we sat around a campfire, and the children showcased their talents. Judith even went up and sang a song, 'I Love My Mom and Dad.'

After 8:30 p.m., everyone headed to the bathhouse to freshen up. By 9 p.m., lying in the tent, a cool breeze from the lake swept in, dispelling the summer heat and bringing a refreshing chill.

Before long, a damp-haired Rita led Judith over.

Judith bore a striking resemblance to Rita, especially Rita's natural beauty. Rita blushed as she asked, "Daddy, can you sleep with mommy tonight?"

What?

Sleep with Rita?

I glanced at Rita, who blushed and said, "What are you saying!"

Judith pouted. "But other parents sleep together!"

If I did sleep with her, could I even fall asleep?

"Judith, how about I sleep on one side with mommy, and you sleep in the middle?"

Before the little girl could reply, Rita interjected, "The tent is small, and she moves around a lot in her sleep. You might accidentally crush her!"

As she spoke, her voice faded to a whisper.

Gulp!

I couldn't help but swallow nervously.

The little girl clapped her hands. "Oh, daddy is going to sleep with mommy!"

"Time for bed, I'm turning off the light."

Rita tucked the little girl in, turned off the lantern inside the tent, and softly sang a lullaby. Before long, the little girl was fast asleep.

"Aren't you going to sleep yet?"

In the darkness, Rita's voice reached me.

"I am, I am!"

Carefully, I moved over and lay down beside her, realizing the tent was indeed cramped, and I was pressed up against Rita.

Her body felt slightly cool, even trembling faintly. "Rita, are you cold?"

The nighttime temperature by the lake was relatively low.

She didn't respond but moved closer to me.

And then, to my surprise, I felt a reaction...

Her body trembled slightly, "Darling, I... I'm a bit cold!"

Boom!

That slightly trembling voice was like an atomic bomb detonating in my brain.

In an instant, I pulled her into my embrace...

I heard a soft sigh, her hand gripping my neck, and in the darkness, I found her lips!

As if there was an inexplicable attraction in the depths of the unknown.

I didn't dare to go too far, especially with the child beside us and several tents around. If things got too heated, I'd be embarrassed the next day.

Moreover, I wasn't sure what my feelings for Rita truly were.

There was that kind of liking between a man and a woman, for sure. Rita was so beautiful, how could I not be moved?

But within those feelings, there was also the care of a sister for her brother.

I didn't have emotional cleanliness, nor did I think a woman with a child was a bad thing.

On the contrary, at this moment, I was nothing, and Rita had everything. Being with her was a lot of pressure.

"What's wrong?" Rita asked.

The previously heated atmosphere instantly cooled down. The woman's hand toyed with my Adam's apple. "Do you dislike me?"

"How could I? It's just not appropriate with Judith here and others around!"

Sometimes I felt I was too conflicted, but sometimes, many things couldn't be resolved with a moment of pleasure.

"She's asleep and won't wake up. We can be quiet and not disturb anyone," Rita whispered in my ear.
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