Chapter 40 Sophia Wanted to Have Sex in a Car

"I can't, I'm trying to lose weight," Scarlett said, covering her mouth.

"Sausage or my cock, pick one," I said, holding a sausage in front of her.

There was a hot, fragrant sausage in front of her and a hard cock below. Her choice.

"You're insane!" Scarlett blushed, eyes wide with a mix of anger and embarrassment.

"Well, I don't care. You're not losing weight. You have to eat one."

"Why can't I lose weight?"

"What if losing weight makes your boobs smaller? That'd ruin my fun. Plus, don't you want to be a mom? What if your boobs are too small to produce milk? The baby would starve."

I handed her the sausage, signaling her to take it.

Scarlett knew when I said something, she had no choice.

She reluctantly took the sausage, put it back on the plate, and then started eating it. The fork and plate made a harsh sound, like she was venting her anger on the sausage, then she shoved the whole thing into her mouth.

"Happy now?" she mumbled, jumping off my lap.

"Yeah, you can go."

Scarlett walked to the ironing machine in the living room and started ironing my clothes.

I sat at the dining table, eating my cereal. In the spacious villa, it was just the sound of Scarlett ironing and me eating.

The two unrelated sounds mixed, creating a weird kind of music. I felt like this morning was the happiest I'd been in over twenty years.

After breakfast, I cleaned up the kitchen. Scarlett had just finished ironing my suit.

"Here, put it on." Scarlett took a shirt from the hanger, unbuttoned it, and spread it out, standing on tiptoe to help me put it on.

I slipped my right hand into the sleeve, then my left. After it was on, Scarlett pulled the collar to the front and buttoned it up for me.

We didn't speak, but we moved in sync, like a couple married for years, living a warm, loving life.

"You can put on your pants yourself. I'll iron the tie for you." Scarlett handed me the pants.

"Okay." I took the suit pants, stepped into them, pulled up the waistband, buttoned them, and fastened the belt.

Then Scarlett brought the suit jacket and helped me put it on just like before.

"I showed you how to tie a tie yesterday. Did you get it?" Scarlett handed me the tie.

I remembered how she tied it yesterday, but I wanted her to do it again.

For some reason, it made me feel at home.

I shook my head, "I didn't get it. Show me again."

Scarlett pursed her lips and tied the tie for me just like yesterday, standing on tiptoe to loop it around my neck.

This time, I didn't mess with her like yesterday. I just gently wrapped my arms around her waist, making us feel closer.

Scarlett's breath brushed against my face, warming my cheeks, but I didn't mind it.

"Do you always tie Ryan's tie like this?"

"I did for the first few days after we got married, but then I got busy with work and stopped."

"Well, I want you to tie my tie every day. Is that okay?"

"No, I can't do it when Ryan's home. He'd get suspicious if I did it every day." Scarlett thought for a moment.

"Okay, then just tie it when Ryan's not around."

"Alright." Scarlett nodded.

Satisfied, I let her go.

"Go to work now, don't be late." Scarlett patted my butt to hurry me up.

Like I said yesterday, I went to work by myself.

Before leaving, I hugged Scarlett. "Do we get a goodbye kiss before I go?"

Scarlett smiled helplessly, stood on tiptoe, hugged my neck, and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. "Happy now? Go to work."

I nodded and left, opening the door. As soon as I stepped out, I saw Sophia driving out of her garage.

She drove up to me, slowed down, honked, and rolled down the window. "Get in, I'll give you a ride to work."

"Sophia, it only takes ten minutes to drive to the office. No need to leave half an hour early, right?" I walked and talked to Sophia through the car window.

"I know you walk to work every day, so I came early to pick you up."

"You know I walk to work every day, so you should also know why I do it, right?"

"I know, but my reason for picking you up isn't just to give you a ride."

"What's your reason then?" I asked, a bit confused.

"To have car sex. Get in the car, we don't have much time." Sophia urged impatiently.

I was surprised. Was Sophia's sex drive that strong? I just fucked her this morning, and she already wanted more?

And she wanted to do it before work. 

I didn't know if she really wanted it or was trying to get back at Robert, if it was the former, I could easily satisfy her; if it was the latter, things could get messy.

I had to be sure.

"Do you really want to have sex, or are you trying to get back at your husband?"

"Of course, I really want to. Robert hasn't touched me in over half a month. At first, I thought he was just tired from work, but it turns out he's been giving all his energy to another woman. Now I definitely want to make up for the lost time. So get in the car! Don't worry, even if something happens, I'll protect you."

With her words, I felt more at ease. 

"Then I won't hold back." I said, opening the passenger door and getting in. Before I could sit properly, Sophia couldn't wait and drove off, so I hurriedly fastened my seatbelt on the way.