Chapter 8 Rita's Seduction
A knot of anxiety twisted in my stomach. The thought of the man returning and finding me there was unsettling, to say the least. I thought about grabbing the spare key and getting out of there fast, but something stopped me.
After all, my relationship with Rita was innocent, and even if Rita had a new husband, I had nothing to fear.
After spending some time playing with Judith, Rita's voice broke through the laughter, "John, Judith, dinner is ready. Go wash your hands!" I complied, and when I returned, a plate of food was waiting for me. "Thank you," I murmured, touched by her kindness. In this vast world, apart from my family, it seemed that only Rita cared for me in such a way.
The meal was exquisite, each bite a testament to Rita's culinary skills. My spirits lifted as we joked around the dinner table. Rita, noticing Judith's fondness for me, couldn't help but tease, "Judith, you seem to adore Uncle Cena. Would you like him to be your dad?"
The question caught me off guard, and I could feel sweat trickling down my back. However, Judith's response was even more shocking. "Yes, I want Uncle Cena to be my dad, I don't want anyone else!"
Rita's lips curled into a teasing smile, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "John, did you hear that? How about I marry you?"
I shook my head, flustered. "Rita, don't joke around, how could I be worthy of you!"
"Is that so?" Rita's eyes narrowed, and I felt something brush against my foot. Glancing down, I saw Rita's foot resting on mine. Her boldness took me by surprise, especially with Judith still beside us!
Her foot continued its journey upwards, coming to rest on my knee. I could see her delicate toes, painted a soft pink nail polish.
Despite being thirty, Rita's feet were as tender as a young woman's. However, what shocked me even more was the fact that her foot kept inching higher.
I glanced at Judith, her innocent face oblivious to the tension at the table. My gaze then shifted to the men's clothes hanging nearby, and a surge of anger extinguished any inappropriate thoughts.
I pulled away from her reach, setting down my bowl and utensils. "Rita, thanks for the meal. I'm full!"
Rita looked taken aback, then asked with a hint of sadness, "John, do you think I'm too old? Don't you like me?"
I shook my head. "No! It's not that!"
"Then, do you think I'm too forward?" Rita pressed on.
"No! It's not that either." I continued shaking my head.
"Am I not pretty?" Rita asked.
I answered, "You're beautiful!"
"Then why are you leaving?" She bit her lip, her face etched with confusion.
"Rita, you already have a new husband. If he came back and saw us being so intimate, how would we explain?" I replied.
"New husband?" Rita looked confused.
I pointed to the men's clothing hanging on the balcony, and Rita burst into laughter. She explained that she hadn't been with anyone since her divorce. The men's clothes were a deterrent, a way to ward off any unwanted advances.
I felt a pang of guilt. I had misjudged Rita.
After dinner, as I prepared to leave, Rita asked me, "Are you avaliable this weekend?"
I nodded. "I should be."
"Can I ask you for a favor?" Rita looked at me expectantly.
"Rita, just say it. If I can help, I will."
"Alright, this weekend Judith's school is organizing an outdoor summer camp, and do you mind pretending to be Judith's dad? Of course, if you're uncomfortable, I understand."
I was taken aback. Pretend to be Judith's dad? That would mean playing the part of Rita's husband. While I did harbor feelings for Rita, the idea of deception didn't sit well with me. I felt this was something that needed to be discussed with Judith.
I thought Judith would have objected, but to my surprise, she tugged at my arm, pleading, "Uncle Cena, please, please agree! Oh no, it's Dad Cena!"
I couldn't help but smile. Judith had already started calling me 'dad'. What more could I say?
"Alright, I promise you," I agreed, much to Judith's delight.
"Do I need to prepare anything?" I asked Rita.
"You don't need to bring anything. Just be at my house by seven o'clock on Saturday morning, and we'll head to the summer camp together!" Rita replied, her eyes filled with gratitude.
However, there was something else in her gaze - a hint of allure, a reluctance to see me leave. I didn't want to act too close with Rita in front of Judith, so I decided to leave.
Back in my apartment, I showered and lay on my bed, mulling over the day's events. Rita was really beautiful, her alluring figure etched into my memory. If it hadn't been for Judith's presence, I doubt I would have been able to resist Rita's advances.
And then there was Jenny!
This woman, who had berated me and even punished me by assigning me bathroom cleaning duties, had been tricked into giving me a blowjob. It was a form of revenge, I supposed.
I wondered when Jenny would lift my punishment and allow me to return to work. I didn't want to clean bathrooms anymore. I needed to earn money. With my sister in college and my brother set to join her next year, I was under significant financial pressure.
Just as I was lost in thought, a message from Jenny popped up on my screen.
Sexy Kitten: [Master, I've been bullied!]
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