"Man, that's just creepy," Scarlett said.
I wasn't happy with that answer, so I tried again.
"Do you think I'm good in bed?"
"Nope."
Scarlett sure knew how to say the opposite of what she felt.
I shifted my position and pushed myself against Scarlett's small opening.
She gasped.
"Is it good or not? Be honest."
"Not good!"
"Seems like you weren't paying attention earlier. You need to experience it to know if it's good or not."
With that, I grabbed her panties and pulled them down, leaving them hanging on her thighs, exposing her delicate spot.
Her legs were closed, so I could only see a bit of her neat pubic hair and a small gap, not the tender flesh.
Scarlett panicked, clutching her panties, trying to pull them back up, pleading, "Don't! I'm telling the truth, you're really good, your skills are amazing."
"Did you want to sleep with me when you heard that?"
"No."
"Why?" I asked, puzzled.
"Ryan was right there, I couldn't think like that."
"Now that he's not here, do you want to sleep with me?"
If she said "yes," I could spread her legs and have my way with her.
"No, we can't do this. Ryan loves us both, we can't betray him."
Scarlett shook her head quickly, scared I'd force her.
But she was right.
Even though Ryan's performance was lacking, it wasn't a reason to cheat.
I backed off, feeling deflated.
"Okay, I was too hasty. You should rest."
"David, wait. What about Sophia? Did she agree to help Ryan?" Scarlett sat up, holding my wrist, not letting me leave.
I sat back, avoiding her eyes. "I'm not sure if she'll help Ryan. I think I might've offended her tonight."
"Why? Didn't you satisfy her?"
"I did, but she wanted me to come back and satisfy you too."
"Did you agree?"
"Of course not, otherwise I wouldn't have stopped with you."
I answered honestly, still confused. "Didn't you agree that I'd sleep with her to help Ryan get promoted? Why did she suggest I sleep with you?"
Scarlett's face darkened, looking angry.
"Because she wants to mess with me."
"What? Really? Aren't you two good friends?"
"We are, but that doesn't stop her from wanting to mess with me. If you sleep with me and she finds out, she'll blackmail me into doing things I don't want to do."
"Can't you use her sleeping with me to blackmail her?" I asked, confused.
"Yes, but that's why she wants me involved, so I can't threaten her."
I suddenly realized how scary Sophia was.
After spending the day with Scarlett, I knew she was a beautiful and gentle woman who'd never do such a thing.
"Good thing I didn't agree to her back then and kept our thing a secret."
As I said that, I slipped my hand into her small opening, gently teasing the already wet spot.
Scarlett's legs tightened, making the gap even smaller, but she didn't stop me. That meant she was okay with it.
"Scarlett, why are you so sensitive? You're already wet as soon as I touch you. Why are you squeezing your legs so tight? Your small hole is already tight, do you want to crush my fingers? If they get crushed, there won't be any fingers left to massage you."
I teased her while playing, using all sorts of words to get her going.
In no time, a lot of water flowed out of her.
I lifted her legs, bent them over her chest, flattening her breasts, then leaned in close to get a good look.
As expected, Scarlett's small hole was pink and tender, not just the thick labia but even inside. When I gently touched it, the pink flesh trembled slightly.
It was a beautiful sight.
I suddenly felt lucky that Ryan's penis was small and his performance weak. He hadn't penetrated Scarlett much, keeping her looking fresh and tender like a virgin even after almost five years of marriage.
I also felt fortunate that Ryan's sperm quality was low, so he couldn't get Scarlett pregnant, keeping her small hole pink and young.
I extended my index finger, gently flicking her small hole, then inserted it, feeling the warm flesh. I pushed up, found her clitoris, and pressed on it.
Then I slid along her small hole, flattening the full labia. I could clearly see the overflowing water, droplets sliding down my finger, passing through my palm, and finally wetting my wrist.
Even though my big penis couldn't penetrate her small hole now, playing with my fingers was a kind of enjoyment.
"It's ticklish... can you stop?"
"No, since you won't let me inside, can't I play a little?"
"But I'm so ticklish... it's uncomfortable."
"Just endure it for a bit, let me play a little longer before I let you sleep."
The night was still long, and Ryan was sleeping in the master bedroom next door. I couldn't keep Scarlett in my room overnight.
If Ryan woke up and found Scarlett missing, and my door was locked, he'd get suspicious.
I got more into it, moving faster on her small hole. The sound of flowing water growing louder, and some splashed on my face, stopping at the corner of my mouth.
I stuck out my tongue and licked it, savoring the taste.
It was good.
Scarlett saw it and lightly kicked my shoulder, "What are you doing, it's dirty!"
"It's not dirty, as long as it's from you, it's clean."
"Ryan came inside me tonight."
I suddenly felt a bit disgusted.
The thought of Ryan's semen staying in Scarlett's small hole like water made me uncomfortable.
"Did you shower after being with him?"