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Chapter 6

ผู้เขียน: Wealthy Abalone
Kent slid his hand under a girl’s blouse while locking tongues with the other.

Before, I would have been enraged.

However, all I felt was a sense of relief.

Maybe this was for the best. At least I wouldn’t be riddled with guilt about ending my marriage.

After several rounds of drinks with Harry, my head started to spin.

I waited until Kent had finished his fun before calling it a night.

Harry came along and said, “It’s late. Let me take you back.”

Staring at the genuine concern in h
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  • Sweat Session   Chapter 7

    Sympathy ripped through the courtroom. Convinced I was guilty, the crowd seemed eager to see me locked up.With a grin, I raised my hand and uttered, “I have evidence to present to the court.” The courtroom fell into stunned silence. “Proof? You’re the attacker. Don’t try to turn this on your husband. “Exactly. You make the rest of us women look bad by resorting to violence.” … I was bombarded with a flurry of verbal abuse from the gallery. Even Kent said arrogantly, “What proof could you possibly have? Not even God can save you now.” Without a word, I simply curled my lips.I directed their attention to the large screen in the courtroom. The footage showed Kent hauling me across the room and taking me by force. The crowd gasped sharply. Seizing the moment, I addressed the court emotionlessly, “I want him charged for assaulting me.” My statement stirred quite the uproar. “Holy cow. I didn’t see that twist coming. The defendant became the plaintiff.” “The g

  • Sweat Session   Chapter 6

    Kent slid his hand under a girl’s blouse while locking tongues with the other. Before, I would have been enraged. However, all I felt was a sense of relief. Maybe this was for the best. At least I wouldn’t be riddled with guilt about ending my marriage.After several rounds of drinks with Harry, my head started to spin. I waited until Kent had finished his fun before calling it a night. Harry came along and said, “It’s late. Let me take you back.” Staring at the genuine concern in his eyes, I didn’t turn down his chivalry. “Sure. Lead the way.” Harry walked me to my apartment building before taking off.I headed up the floors into the apartment. Kent was sprawled across the bed, the smell of alcohol heavy on him. As soon as I walked in, he pulled his pants down like he owned the place. “Get over here on your knees and blow me.” It was revolting. Without a word, I simply went to take a shower. I was standing under the hot shower when Kent came up behind me, h

  • Sweat Session   Chapter 5

    When the morning rolled around, I had gotten a grip on myself and dove straight into work. By diverting my attention to work, I could keep my mind off my broken marriage. Somehow, I found a moment of peace. Time passed, and before I knew it, it was time to clock out. As promised, I headed to the gym. Harry’s presence kept me grounded. He dropped the equipment and gave me the warmest welcome the moment I entered.“You’re here, Kathleen.” I nodded. “Why do I get the feeling that you’re down?” I stayed silent, unable to find the words to describe the pain. Not one to pry, Harry simply carried on with the training. He positioned himself between my legs, hitting me where I longed for more. This time, it wasn’t just physical. I started to feel something for him. Love was the key that turned things up a notch.I had never been so ready to surrender to temptation. Harry’s strong build was enough to get me soaked in mere seconds. It was an amazing feeling. I ben

  • Sweat Session   Chapter 4

    I drifted off to sleep with a lingering sense of disappointment. The next morning, I woke up early and headed straight to work. The workload at the office kept me on my feet the whole time. I didn’t even have time for a drink throughout the day. By the time I got home, it was nine o’clock. I had penciled in a training session tonight, but my body simply gave in to exhaustion. In the end, I sent a text message to Harry. “Harry, can I take a rain check for tonight. I just got off work after a long day.” Harry texted back, “It’s totally fine. Get some rest since you’re tired. I’ll always be here tomorrow anyway.” There was even a cute emoji added at the end. Though I hadn’t known Harry for long, it was the little things that showed how much he cared. At least, he was mindful of my feelings. I took the subway back home. Throwing myself on the sofa, I needed a moment of peace. Kent spotted me on the couch on his way out of the bedroom and said, “What took you? Ha

  • Sweat Session   Chapter 3

    Startled, I clamped down hard.That stopped Harry in place. Getting the cue, Harry backed off and pulled my panties back on. “Um… Don’t get the wrong idea. I noticed that you were damp there, so I thought I should give you a hand,” Harry muttered awkwardly. I wasn’t the least bit upset, though. I must admit, I was a little disappointed. If only Harry were a bit bolder and forceful. I longed for him to take me by force. At least, the fault of cheating wouldn’t fall on me. “Oh, it’s okay. I was just a little nervous and scared.” Seeing that I didn’t hold anything against him, Harry grew at ease. “It’s alright. I can understand your nerves since it’s your first time. You’ll get used to it.” Talking about the first time, I wasn’t sure whether he meant our encounter or my experience at the gym. Wiping away my sweat, I told Harry, “I can feel my glutes burning. Is this progress?” Harry was intrigued. He slipped his hand under my skirt and felt around my rear before

  • Sweat Session   Chapter 2

    “Yes, that’s it. Take your time. Feel the stretch around your glutes as you pull your hips back. Keep your pace and don’t forget to breathe.” Harry gave me pointers from behind. Holding my wrists, he shadowed my slow descent.I must admit that Harry knew his stuff, as my footing was solid when I pushed my hips all the way down. Out of nowhere, a solid mass wedged itself between my glutes. As my skirt flared out during the squat, Harry pushed right against my barest essentials. If the first time was an accident, this was blatant harassment. Harry sure was bold. Despite the packed gym, Harry committed the act so openly. Nevertheless, I lost myself in the sensation. Kent was always finished in minutes whenever we got down and dirty. My needs were never met. Harry’s impressive size hit me right, making my knees go weak. “Go deeper and squeeze your glutes,” Harry instructed. “Drive through your feet and tuck your tailbone. Careful to keep your back straight when yo

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