I waited forever for Scarlett to respond, but she stayed silent. I started getting antsy and stopped what I was doing, looking up at her.
From my spot between her legs, all I could see were her big, fair breasts bouncing with her quick breaths. Her rosy cheeks would peek out now and then, only to hide behind her chest again.
"Hey, I'm talking to you," I said, getting impatient. I poked her little hole with my finger and asked again.
"I washed it."
As soon as my finger went in, she let out a soft moan that made me feel like jelly.
"Did you clean it properly? Did you get rid of all his stuff?"
"I did, I did, I washed it all away. Please stop poking, it's uncomfortable."
Scarlett tightened her legs again, hooking her feet behind my neck, her toes intertwined. The weight of her legs pressed me closer to her little hole.
I lowered my head, and her little hole was right in front of my nose.
The closeness made me feel a bit dizzy.
I swallowed hard and couldn't help but lower my head even more, lightly brushing her little hole with the tip of my nose.
"It tickles!"
"Scarlett, what's going on? What are you doing in David's room?"
Suddenly, there were two knocks on the door, and Ryan's voice came through.
I was startled and quickly crawled out from between her legs, asking Scarlett in a coded way, "Why did Ryan suddenly wake up? What should we do now?"
Scarlett was also startled and quickly sat up on the bed, looking at her wet little hole and then at me.
"I didn't do anything!" Scarlett said towards the door, then pushed me towards the window, also using a coded way to tell me, "Sophia should be resting with Robert now. You go hide at her place for about an hour, then come back, got it?"
I nodded, stepped onto the windowsill, and flipped out like before, landing on the edge of Sophia's daughter's room window. I pressed my ear against the wall, carefully listening to Scarlett and Ryan's conversation.
By this time, Scarlett had already let Ryan in.
"Scarlett, what's wrong with you? Why are your clothes all messy? David's bed is also a mess."
"What do you think I'm doing? Of course, I'm masturbating. You never last more than ten minutes, so I'm not satisfied, I have to take care of it myself. I can't really cheat and sleep with other men, can I?"
"I'm sorry, Scarlett, it's my fault for not satisfying you enough." Ryan's tone was full of apology.
"But, messing around in David's room and leaving it so messy isn't good, right? He's an adult now, it's not good if he notices." Ryan continued.
"Anyway, he's staying at Sophia's house today, he won't be back. What are you afraid of? As long as I clean up his bedding before he comes back, it's fine." Scarlett said nonchalantly.
Hearing this, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Thank goodness Scarlett was smart enough to come up with an excuse quickly, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do.
"Alright, it's late, let's go back to our rooms and rest." Scarlett continued.
Soon after, I heard my room door close, signaling it was safe to head back.
Just as I was about to step onto the windowsill again, someone grabbed my hand.
I froze. Was it Sophia's husband? Did he find out about us? Or did Sophia spill the beans, and now he was here to confront me?
A million worst-case scenarios flashed through my mind in those few seconds. Finally, I gathered the courage to turn around.
It was Sophia, and I instantly felt relieved.
"Shouldn't you be with your husband? Why are you here?" I pulled my foot back, turned around, and leaned against the windowsill, looking at her.
"I was feeling too good from what you did earlier, I can't sleep now, so I came out for some fresh air. What about you? Weren't you supposed to go back? Why are you here again?" Sophia's eyes darted away as she spoke, avoiding mine.
But I got it. She was a mom, married for almost ten years, yet her libido was still strong. She was even reminiscing about our time together.
She must have felt embarrassed to admit it, but seeing me, she had to be honest. Maybe she even wanted to spend the night with me.
Coincidentally, Sophia was still wearing the clothes we had sex in. Seeing her in that outfit brought back memories of our time together, which was so pleasurable and fulfilling.
"I also felt so good from what you did earlier, I didn't want to leave just like that. I came back to see if you were asleep and to continue where we left off."
I wrapped my hands around her waist, pulling her close.
My cock had already hardened when she mentioned how good I made her feel. Her body pressed against mine, and my hot, hard cock was perfectly positioned against her lower abdomen.
Sophia took a deep breath, looked down at the bulge in my pants, and even swayed her hips against my cock.
"It looks like it's horny too," Sophia said, pressing her rosy lips against my chin and giving me a kiss.
"After I left, it never went soft," I replied.
Sophia chuckled softly, then pulled me back into the room and pushed me onto the bed.
She ran a finger lightly across my prominent nose, her voice as soft as a feather landing on my face.
"Let's continue. Tonight, you'll sleep here with me."
"Is that okay? Your husband is still at home."
"Don't worry, he just finished work and is so tired that no one can wake him up."
With that, Sophia reached for my cock, caressing it up and down through my pants.
My cock seemed very excited, jumping in my underwear.
"See, your cock can't wait to get started. Let's make this night unforgettable."
Sophia laughed lightly, sat on my lap, grabbed my cock, and started stroking it up and down.
"How about this time I'm on top and you're on the bottom?" Sophia said, grabbing my dick and stroking it up and down with one hand.
"From now on, you're in charge. Whatever you want to do, I'm game." I spread my hands on either side of my body.
With my consent, Sophia lifted my cock, knelt up, positioned her ass over it, and sat down.