Scarlett looked at me, all dazed and wobbly, barely able to stand.
If I weren't holding her waist, she would've probably just collapsed.
"So, what do you think?" I asked softly, trying to lure her in.
My voice seemed to snap her out of it. She opened her mouth like she was about to say something, and it looked like a yes.
My heart was pounding like crazy.
I had all the time in the world now, I could totally go all the way with Scarlett.
But then, I heard footsteps from upstairs. Ryan was coming down after changing!
Scarlett pushed me away in a panic, "No! Ryan and I just made up after a fight. If we sleep separately, he'll get suspicious!"
She quickly opened the door and rushed out, heading to the kitchen to grab some utensils.
I turned to the sink to wash my hands, trying to play it cool.
"Scarlett, I think I heard David's voice. Is he back?" Ryan called from the dining room.
By then, Scarlett had already set the table.
"Yeah, Sophia sprained her foot, so she asked him to help her back. He's here for dinner and washing his hands in the bathroom," Scarlett replied while setting the table.
I took a moment to calm down in the bathroom, then walked out, shaking the water off my hands as I headed to the dining table.
"Ryan, good evening," I greeted.
"Good evening," Ryan nodded back.
Scarlett was helping with dinner at the table.
When I sat down in my usual spot, she had already set my plate in front of me.
"Everything's ready, let's eat," Scarlett said.
Ryan and I both nodded.
Dinner was pretty peaceful.
Then, I felt something soft moving against my foot.
I glanced down and saw Scarlett gently rubbing my calf with her foot.
I acted like nothing happened and looked at Scarlett, who gave me a slightly mischievous look.
Confused, I thought to myself, 'What was she up to? Worried I was mad for her refusal and try to please me this way?'
I couldn't help but smirk. If this had happened when I first got here, I would've been pissed.
But now, I'd grown up a lot, especially since she had already decided to be with me, no doubt about it.
I hadn't gotten her yet, just too many things in the way. But I wasn't in a rush. Maybe someday, we could have a marathon love session.
Thinking that, I lifted my foot and gently rubbed Scarlett's foot, trying to tell her not to worry.
But Scarlett thought I was flirting back, so she rubbed her foot against my leg even more.
She slid her smooth foot between my legs, gently rubbing her sole against my hard cock, even teasing me with the back of her foot occasionally.
I didn't expect shy Scarlett to be so skilled with her feet.
I might just have to get her to use both feet on me in the future.
With her height and long legs, it didn't take much for her feet to reach my cock.
She even managed to rub the top of my cock with her heel while the front of her foot pressed against my lower abdomen. It felt like a cat gently kneading my stomach, almost like a massage.
I felt this incredible wave of comfort as the tension in my lower abdomen spread through my body, replacing the tightness with a deep sense of relaxation.
I couldn't help but let out a long sigh, feeling totally at ease.
Ryan heard me and chuckled, "What's up? Don't like the dinner?"
Scarlett quickly pulled her foot back and focused on her food, looking all shy.
She was such a timid woman.
"No, I just think Scarlett's dinner is so good, it's the best I've ever had," I said, trying to cover up.
Ryan smiled, "Really? Since you like it, you should come back more often. Seriously, the house feels quite lonely when you're not around."
I couldn't help but doubt his words. Every corner of this house was meticulously maintained by Scarlett. Even the design and warm colors were her doing.
There were fresh flowers on the TV cabinet, dining table, and even at the entrance, which Scarlett changed daily.
So the house always had this faint floral scent.
With such a cozy environment, how could it be lonely?
"Well, I think the house is very cozy. Coming home to delicious food and seeing Scarlett, such a beautiful woman, it's a very happy thing," I replied.
I wasn't lying. That was my most sincere thought.
If I were to marry Scarlett, it would be the happiest moment of my life.
She could fulfill all my fantasies, her looks perfectly matched my preferences, and she was so gentle and caring. Even with a busy schedule, she took perfect care of the family.
If she could have a child with me, I believed we would give the child a loving home, and our kid would definitely be beautiful and healthy, inheriting Scarlett's features and my traits.
I couldn't imagine how happy we would be.
Even if I could only have a sexual relationship with Scarlett and be impotent with others, I would be very willing.
Scarlett seemed touched and looked at me with a trace of emotion as if thanking me for recognizing her hard work for the family.
Ryan said slowly, "Scarlett does take care of the family very well, but she and I are not in the same line of work. So we don't have many common interests, and there's quite an age gap, so we don't have much to talk about."
"But you're different. We're both guys, so we can talk about guy stuff. You're also young like Scarlett, so you have more in common," he continued.
"Plus, you have an intimate relationship with Scarlett's friend Sophia, and you work in the same department as her other friends, Mia and Grace. I believe you have more to talk about with them than I do," he added.
I instantly got what Ryan meant by feeling lonely. It was the lack of conversation and common interests that made him feel that way. And honestly, I could understand that.