Sophie shook her head slightly, a sign that she didnt know as well.
"I’m sure she’d come around." I gently rubbed my wife’s fingers and said with a smile.
Sophie glanced down at where our hands were rubbing against each other and rolled her eyes, feeling exasperated.
She stamped her fork onto her plate.
"Can we please eat?" she feigned anger and said in a cold tone.
Evelyn let out a light laugh and returned back to her meal as did I.
"What about Avery? I chatted her up earlier on but she hadnt replied me yet."
After eating for a few minutes of silence, Sophie couldn’t help but ask curiously.
"She called earlier that they were having an after work party so she wont be home early today." Evelyn replied before taking a glass of water.
"Oh..." Sophie mumbled and stuffed a piece of meat in her mouth.
The meal returned to its previous silence and continued as usual as the family of three rounded off their dishes.
...
While the calm meal was ongoing however, someone else was in a complicated state of mind.
Jane stared at her reflection in the mirror, a wry smile appearing at the corner of her lips.
She raised a shaky hand.
Her fingers were drenched in her fluids, slick and glistening under the harsh bathroom light, the thick scent of her arousal heavy in the small space.
’I did it again...’ Jane stared at her reflection with a defeated look.
To think she’d skip dinner just to come and masturbate.
Wasnt that something only a slut would do?
Her pussy still throbbed with aftershocks, swollen and sensitive, the slick warmth leaking slowly down her inner thighs as she stood there trembling.
’What’s wrong with me? Why do I get so horny around him?’ many questions sprang into Jane’s mind.
She was slowly approaching the realisation that she could hardly control herself around Lucien!
The memory of his voice alone had pushed her over the edge so easily, her clit pulsing hard as she rubbed frantic circles through her soaked shorts before shoving her hand inside to chase the desperate release.
’How do I fix myself???’ she pulled her hair messily.
After some time she returned to stare at her reflection.
’This all started with Lucien... should I just fuck him and get over it?’
Although the thought made Jane feel like even more of a slut, she knew she had to fix herself.
If she continued in this state, it was only a matter of time before she became an addict.
Each and every masturbation session had been intense and unique in their own way, her body shaking with raw, overwhelming pleasure that left her gasping and clenching around nothing.
Even now, despite skipping dinner to come relieve herself, she felt relieved.
Her whole body was flushed and relaxed, skin still tingling with lingering heat, nipples tight against her shirt, and a heavy, sated warmth spreading through her core as she felt like having a blissful sleep.
’Lucien!!!’ Jane screamed once more... ’what the fuck did you do to me???’