Alex spent a full half hour in the bath until his skin was wrinkled from the moisture. He found himself in
a
predicament
Waltzâs intention was very obvious, the only thing lacking was the words âcome onto meâ written on her
face. However, did he dare to make advances on her?
He was conflicted as it was a very difficult decision.
As a married man, Alex had yet to sleep with his wife, Dorothy. He was really afraid that he would lose
control and slept with Waltz! When the time came, how could he explain it to Dorothy? How could he
explain
it to Waltz. What if Waltz wanted him to divorce Dorothy and marry her insteadâ¦
It was indeed a tough decision.
Therefore, he deliberately dragged the time out in the bathroom. He thought
she would have fallen asleep. To his surprise, she was leaning on the headboard of the bed and
playing on her
phone. She was wide awake. Seeing Alex with his dripping wet hairs, she immediately put down her
phone and grabbed a hairdryer as she
said in excitement, âSenior, let me dry your hair!
Itâs not good sleeping with a head of wet hair.â
âItâs fine, I can do it on my own. You should just hurry and sleep!â After seizing the hairdryer, Alex
plugged the power source and started drying his hair.
He thought, âHow should I spend the night? Perhaps I should work on the cultivation of the Force. She
can
sleep on the bed while I sit on the floor.â
Just as he was in deep thought, Waltzâs soft voice came from behind. âSeniorâ¦â He turned around, and
gasped in surprise. He saw Waltz was lying sideways on the bed, with her camisole pajama barely
covering her hip. Her long, slender, flawless legs were exposed as she gently moved her finger along
the curvy figure of her leg. Her pose
was seductive, her demeanor was coquettish and tempting. âOh God!â
Alex stared at her for a good half-minute with his nose on the verge of bleeding. âWhat⦠Whatâs the
matter?â Waltz chuckled. âSenor, you look good when you dry your hair.â Alex was taken aback for a
while, he turned around awkwardly. He secretly wiped his nose and was relieved to find that he wasnât
experiencing an actual nosebleed. âSeniorâ¦â
âYes!â
âDo you think Iâm pretty?â
â⦠Yes!â
âWhy donât you even look at me then?â
This wasnât an issue of looking at her but the issue of him keeping his sanity!
After drying his hair, he set down the hairdryer and turned around⦠âHoly sh*t, she was actually
removing
her clothes.â He hurriedly called out, albeit in a softer voice, âDonât do it!â He then pounced onto her to
stop what she was doing. Waltz reached out her hand and switched off the light
with a slam.
The room instantly fell into darkness. Half an hour later, Alex couldnât hold his lust any longer. After all,
he was a man in his prime, but not some
faithful saint. When his rationality was overwhelmed by the immense lust and just when he was
tempted by a
sensual Waltz, Alex flipped around and pushed her beneath him.
Suddenly, she pushed him and said, âI canât do it tonight, Senior. Itâs the time of the month again.â
âWhat?â Alex was dumbfounded. âThen why did you flirt with me, damn it!â He was infuriated and even
cursed, âAre you trying to torment me?â
Waltz replied in her sweet voice, âSenior, I didnât know you were so easily distraught. Half an hour was
all it
took for you to surrender?â
âYou call this surrender?â
âAnyway, you only took half an hour to throw your principles out of the window. I thought you could at
least
resist it for a few days. It seems like I have overestimated Dorothy Assexâs position in your heartâ¦
Senior, wait for me for three days. Three days later, Iâll give you a surprise.â Alex left the room,
dejected.