"A Wife's Heart is Like a Knife" - Chapter 64: Infidelity

After I nodded, Momo smiled happily, though her face was still flushed with embarrassment. She stared straight at me and said, "You're so nice."
Then she rested her head on my shoulder, almost burying herself in my arms. I felt stiff all over, with an urge to push her away, but considering her feelings, I couldn't do anything and just stood there, frozen. She, too, remained nestled in my arms, silent. Occasionally, a strong flash of lightning would streak across the window, accompanied by a sudden rumble, and the woman in my arms would tremble slightly at the same time. By the light from the window, I looked down at the woman nestled in my arms. Her eyes were lowered, her hands gently wrapped around my waist, her breathing calm and peaceful, but no matter how she tried to hide it, her ears completely betrayed her feelings; trepidation and shyness had already blushed her ears. She didn't speak, so I could only continue holding her like that. But as time went on, even I, usually so oblivious, noticed something. Her body grew softer and softer, almost entirely leaning against me. Her breathing was no longer as calm as before, no longer rhythmic. Those beautiful legs, clad in sexy black stockings, seemed startled by the lightning, twisting nervously and occasionally wriggling their hips. Although their movements weren't violent, because I was holding her, her pert buttocks were touching my crotch. So, before long, my little brother, which had just calmed down, was about to reignite. To avoid embarrassment, I quickly said, "MoMo, let's not just stand here, okay?"
She raised her still flushed face and softly murmured an "Mmm." We walked together to her bedroom and lay down on the double bed, fully clothed. Actually, she was still wearing her thin black nightgown and black stockings. I was only wearing underwear. The most awkward thing was that since she lived alone, we had to share a blanket. At first, she held onto my arm tightly, but after a while, she seemed to realize it was inappropriate and turned her back. Perhaps because the blanket was too small, our bodies kept touching, and each time we did, I could feel her body tremble. I had no choice but to give her half my body, trying to give her the blanket, after all, she was a woman. After what seemed like a long time, she seemed to notice my actions, turned around, hugged my arm, and said, "I'm sorry, the blanket is a bit small."
She paused, then looked into my eyes as if she had made up her mind: "Hold me while we sleep, that way neither of us will be cold."
I'm not a saint, I'm just a man. How could I refuse such an invitation from a beautiful woman? Soon, a warm body nestled against me, and I held her tightly, feeling the warmth she gave me. It came from my body, and from my heart…

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