Chapter 2: She Can't Live Without Me

The taxi driver pulled over in front of the house Lucy had visited earlier. She stepped out of the car, her nerves evident in her tense posture.

Peering from the driver’s seat, he asked with concern, “Are you okay?”

Startled, Lucy quickly responded, “Yeah, yes, I’m fine.”

Although the driver seemed unconvinced by her reaction—his look and facial expression suggested he was skeptical—he decided to keep his opinions to himself. “If you say so,” he said softly before starting his engine and driving away, leaving Lucy alone.

She faced the house, eyebrows furrowed and nerves fluttering in her chest. Taking a deep breath, she inhaled and exhaled slowly, trying to steady herself. Under her breath, she muttered, “You can do it, Lucy. You’ve got this.”

With a determined look on her face, she took deliberate steps toward the door, fists clenched tightly. As she drew closer, she paused before the door, gathering her courage.

Taking another deep breath to calm her racing heart, she whispered to herself, “I am beautiful. He won’t be able to resist me.”

She hesitated for a moment, raising her hand before dropping it back down. Then, reaching out, she hesitated again before pressing the doorbell, her arm hanging mid-air. After a moment of indecision, she retracted her hand.

Finally, she grasped the doorknob, turned it with a creak, and pushed the door open slowly.

Stepping inside cautiously, Lucy looked around the empty sitting room. Finding no one there, she felt her confidence grow. She moved purposefully toward the slightly ajar doorway to Mr. Andrew’s bedroom.

Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, she closed and reopened her eyes, then pushed the door open and stepped inside.

From the bathroom came a cheerful singing voice: “I feel good, lalala, it’s a good day, lalalala, I feel sweet, lalalala.”

Hearing the song, Lucy’s face changed—her expression a mix of surprise and curiosity. She hadn’t expected Mr. Andrew, usually so busy and serious, to have such a playful side. Witnessing this playful, almost carefree moment, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes sparkled with wonder.

Suddenly, she turned around and bolted the door behind her. Anxiety took hold as she paced nervously, her mind racing. Without hesitation, she unclasped her clothes and peeled off her skirt, her heart pounding in her chest.

Left only wearing lacy panties, she had prepared all this to entice her boyfriend Kelly, but after she caught him cheating on her, that scum didn’t deserve her.

The running shower stopped. Lucy panicked; her face turned pale. She clenched her fists tightly.

The bathroom door opened, and Mr. Andrew stepped into his bedroom. When his gaze locked onto Lucy, who was only wearing lacy panties, he froze. His face was creased with shock.

He quickly looked away in panic and asked, "What the hell are you doing here?"

Lucy trembled a little and replied in a flustered manner, "Mr. Andrew, I’m sorry to enter your room without permission, but I want to give you my virginity."

When Mr. Andrew heard this, his eyes widened in shock. He stared at Lucy in disbelief, wondering if he had heard right—his son’s girlfriend wanted to have her first sexual experience with him?

Lucy immediately saw through his thoughts and explained anxiously, "Kelly broke up with me. He is now with Rose, my best friend. He doesn’t love me; he loves Rose. So?"

When Lucy saw that Mr. Andrew was pondering her words, she took cautious steps toward him while still explaining tensely, "Mr. Andrew, you haven’t been with a woman for years, and I also saw you jerking off. Let me help you. I’m not asking for commitment; I just feel pity."

Mr. Andrew gave her an askance look. "Do you know what you are doing? Have you thought this through thoroughly?"

"Yes, I’m not going to regret my decision," Lucy said decisively.

Her gaze fell on the bulge in his towel. She swallowed and went down on her knees. When she saw that Mr. Andrew didn’t rebuke her, she became bolder and untied the towel around his waist. Seeing his hard cock spring to life, Lucy gasped. It was so big—bigger than her boyfriend’s.

Mr. Andrew’s corner of his lips twitched as he witnessed Lucy admiring his hard cock. His gaze became heated the moment she wrapped her palm around it and started stroking.

His Adam’s apple rolled as he gulped down the pleasure from the slow handjob.

“Faster!” he urged her, eyes tightly closed, clutching the table as he leaned back.

But suddenly, his expression changed drastically when he felt warmth around his cock. His eyes snapped open as he saw Lucy bobbing on him.

“Umh...” he moaned from the intense pleasure.

Reaching out with his right arm, he grabbed Lucy’s ponytail and started thrusting into her mouth.

Watching his hard cock go in and out of her mouth, covered in her saliva which dribbled down the corner of her lips, Mr. Andrew’s thrusts became frantic. He kept hitting her throat while groaning in excitement, muscles tightening as his climax built.

Lucy’s eyes turned red, tears falling from the corners, which only intensified his pleasure.

“Umh... oohh... aaahh!” Mr. Andrew moaned as he emptied himself inside her mouth.

Lucy looked into his eyes and swallowed with a smile. Mr. Andrew patted her face and said, “You’re a bad girl, aren’t you?”

Lucy nodded and replied, “Can you make this bad girl scream your name?”

After hearing her request, his limp cock regained its erection. Smiling with eyes full of heat, he said, “If you wish.”

Lucy stood up, unclasped her bra, and let it fall. Two pairs of rounded breasts with reddish, rosy nipples were revealed.

Mr. Andrew’s heated gaze wandered over her body as he swallowed hard once again.

Lucy grabbed the waistband of her panties and pulled them down, revealing her cleanly shaved pussy and fair legs. Mr. Andrew completely lost control of himself.

Back at Jude's place, after seeing Rose off in a taxi, Jude turned to Kelly with a serious look.

“You know, Lucy came by,” Jude said, voice low. “She caught both of you—fucking each other—and she heard everything you said. And while she was there, she listened to all your words. You really are a talker.”

Kelly leaned back, unconcerned, a smirk on his face. “You can’t blame me, man. Rose is the sweetest girl I’ve ever known.”

Jude raised an eyebrow. “What about Lucy?”

Kelly shrugged casually, confidence in his voice. “She’ll come around in a few days. She can’t stay away for long.”