Chapter 15 - Shower

One does not refuse a woman asking to shower in her home.

Jon was wise enough to recognize it, of course. It was a momentary slip of her judgement. Such things happened. He would take advantage of it to open the door wider. For later.

"Your house is nice. Much bigger than mine." Jon said as he walked in. There was no one here, and her husband would work late. Jon needed to talk to the husband. Figure out what's his deal in this. Given that the NTR System preselected Lena as his target, he was fairly sure there was something wrong with the husband too.

"Thank you. It's alright." Some days, she felt like her home was her prison. But now, she blushed, her mind darted to Jon's nether regions. She really wanted to see the thing underneath.

He took out a towel from his bag, and then walked to her bathroom. It was also bigger than his tiny bathroom. So much bigger it could fit two of them, and some. "Oh nice bathroom. So much bigger than mine. I'll get started."

He didn't say whether she'll join, but if she did, that's on her. He took off his shirt, exposing his sweaty, slightly hair and chubby body, then took off his pants. He didn't lock the door, in fact, he didn't close the door at all.

He was naked in Lena's bathroom, with his dick horribly erect. He really wanted to know what the housewife would do.

***

Lena was outside, and watched Jon walk into the bathroom, then strip. She wasn't sure it was intentional, but he didn't close the door, and left it wide open for her to see what happened inside.

Her heart beat quickly. She wanted to see it. And now she was flaking out?

She was dirty, and all sweaty from the badminton earlier. She felt herself squirm, and twitch. She shook her head. "Come on, Lena. "

Lena walked closer to her own bathroom door, and then looked in. There, she saw it in the flesh, the massive dragon that reached for the heavens. She felt her entire body tense up.

[Lena Laven's Corruption level 1 - 15/30]

Jon smiled, ignoring the fact that he was naked, wet and covered with a bit of soap. "Ah. Sorry, I usually don't close my bathroom door."

Lena felt her nether regions twitch in desire, her hidden fantasies screaming in her mind, eager to come out. It was right in front of her, and so, she blushed, and then took off her sports-shirt, revealing a velvet black bra. She took that off too, and she took off her pants.

Jon watched. Watching a lady like Lena strip in front of him in real life was so much more erotic than through the laptop. "Wow."

She blushed, and then walked closer. "Can we shower together? I'll help clean you up."

Jon smiled, and Lena was the one who attacked first. She dabbed a bit of the soapy liquid on her palms, then immediately touched his dragon. She stared at it, like she was a hungry little creature.

She stroked it, at that moment, her mind was blank and just full of that thing in front of her. "It's really, really big and vigorous."

[Lena Laven's corruption level has increased. Lena Laven's Corruption level 2 - 0/50].

Jon realized, that when things escalate, they often escalated quickly. Same was true with women. Their hearts was like a domino. Once fallen, a lot of things tend to fall quickly.

Jon smiled. "Well, there's a reason why the escort loved it. May I touch you?"

Lena stroked his little brother somemore and nodded. "How unfair if you can't touch me, when I'm happily cleaning this thing."

He placed a bit of the soap on his palms, and then began to rub her neck, then her shoulders. He decided to play it slow, and gentle, and kneaded her shoulders. It should be sore from the earlier game of badminton.

It was, and she moaned. "Oooooh! That felt nice."

He kneaded some more, and then kneaded her deltoids, and then her pectoral muscles that linked her arm to her chest. They should be sore from all the swinging, and she moaned.

"Is what I'm doing- nice?" Lena asked, stroking his soap-covered shaft.

Jon smiled. "Oh I love it. Having such a beauty like you touch it is my dream."

The lady didn't reply, her face was just red and she rubbed it a little harder, a bit more vigorous. Jon felt her fingers, they were soft and slippery.

He decided to talk dirty some more. "I wasn't joking when I said I'd make you pregnant many times if you were my wife. Look at my little brother. It's so eager." His fingers now moved on to her breasts, sliding down from her shoulder and deltoids. He began fondling her nipple like how that escort taught him.

She moaned, and her face was red. She didn't dare look at him, instead, her eyes focused on the thing in her hands, rubbing it.

Jon leaned closer, and whispered into her ears. "I'd pump you every night with this, so much that you'll walk funny, and lose all sense of time."

Then, he leaned a little closer, and gently, he nibbled her earlobes. She felt as if a jolt of lightning shot through her body, and she convulsed. Her nether regions leaked.

She had orgasmed just from him talking dirty and nibbling with her ear. She couldn't believe it.

[Lena Laven's corruption level increased to Level 3 - Next level 0/100]

She almost fell, so he grabbed her, and pull her a little closer. He leaned and whispered into her ears. He suspected she wasn't ready to take the next step, so he wanted to give her space. He wasn't even sure why he knew, but it was instinct. "I really want to put it inside you, but- you're not ready. It's okay. I won't. Not today, I promise you."

She nodded, "Thank you."

Jon smiled, and nibbled at her ears again. It was so sensitive. One of his fingers went down, reached for her nether regions, and it was soaking wet. "I'll just touch it."

She didn't resist, and he began to fondle her gently.

"If you were my wife, you'd have no sleep tonight. Because I'd do you until the sun goes down, and come up. I'd do you until I forget about work, forget about everything."

Lena's face was as red as it could ever be. She stroked the dick, in her mind, two forces battled. Her rationality and loyalty to her husband, and her long neglected desires.

"I won't kiss you. I also promise you that. Both your lips are your husband's."

For now.

"But your ears will be mine. I'll screw you until you scream from the top of your lungs. Pump it inside so hard that it expands from all the cum I'll ejaculate. We'll make a baby. No. A few babies. You'll be a baby factory if you were my wife."

He whispered.

"And you won't stop me."

She was red. Jon decided he had enough progress for today, so he took some soap, and began to clean her normally.

"You- you're stopping?"

Jon smiled, and whispered. "I'm a man of my word. Any more, I'd be taking advantage of you. I still want you as my friend, Lena. Maybe, if the stars align, I'd even want something more than a friend. But not today, and not this way."

She blushed. "-I. -I."

Lena suddenly felt guilty. Long ago, she thought he was some crazy pervert with no sense of honor, but now, she realized maybe she judged him too early. Sure, he talked dirty but he didn't force her to do this. She did.

Jon touched and held both her hands. "Let's clean up and have lunch."

She nodded, and a part of her held back the urge to just give him a hug.