Carlos swallowed hard and tried to move his eyes away from


    The truth was, what happened between him and Stephanie earlier that night was just an ident. She


    was drunk and she didn’t want to leave when he picked her up from the club. Then before he could


    even open the car door, Stephanie tripped on her heels and fell forward. Carlos instinctively reached


    out to catch her, consequently wrapping his arms around her waist. However, he had lost control of his


    bnce.


    To keep from falling, Carlos pressed Stephanie against the car for support. He was surprised to find


    that Stephanie took this chance to kiss him. She grabbed him and locked her arms around his neck


    and started kissing him passionately.


    At that exact moment, Debbie and her friends had just seen the whole thing happen. What they didn’t


    see was Carlos desperately trying to free himself from Stephanie.


    “What happened tonight will never happen again.” Carlos found himself assuring Debbie right away. He


    found it strange but he Liked it.


    Debbie’s face broke into a smile-she was satisfied. She stopped crying and leaned over for a kiss until


    she seemed to remember something, and stopped herself. Her face twisted into disgust. She hatefully


    wiped


    Carlos’ lips with her hand.


    “I hate that you have that woman all over your lips! Yuck! Brush your teeth please!” she demanded.


    She didn’t kiss him. Instead, she pushed him all the way to the bathroom.


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    Carlos was at a loss for words. He wondered what he was really doing here when he was only getting


    tortured by Debbie. Why would he bring all this trouble for himself? Was he taking advantage of his


    freedom too much? Even he couldn’t quite understand himself.


    A few minutester, after brushing his teeth, he walked back to her bedroom again. He thought Debbie


    would be sleeping right now but instead, he found her lying seductively and gazing at him.


    As soon as he came out, she giggled and called, “Come here, Mr.


    Handsome. I have a secret for you.”


    Carlos obediently walked over and sat on the edge of her bed.


    Absentmindedly, he said, “Don’t sleep yet. I’ll have someone bring you a-” Before he could finish


    speaking, Debbie suddenly crawled up to him and kissed him.


    Her skirt had already been taken off. She grabbed his hand and ced it on her body, slowly moving it


    up and down and letting him explore her. She softly tempted him, whispering his ear, “Mr. Handsome,


    we didn’t really want to get divorced. We’ve already done this before. A lot of times. I’ve never slept


    with anyone since…”


    Carlos tightened his grip on her waist, trying to constrain himself.


    But Debbie wasn’t backing down. She continued whispering flirtatiously,


    “I read on the Inte that if thirty-year-old men don’t get regr sex, they might get sick…” Debbie


    really wasn’t sure with what she had just said. She knew that Carlos had been with Stephanie the past


    three years, so they might have been sleeping with each other then.


    Still, Debbie wanted to believe that he’d waited for her throughout these years.


    Meanwhile, drops of sweat began to form on Carlos’ forehead as he tried to suppress his desire.


    Suddenly, Debbie boldly reached out to touch his member and it immediately responded. Carlos lost it.


    He pressed her on the bed and passionately kissed her.


    Debbie couldn’t exactly remember what happened but next thing she knew, she had already fallen


    asleep. But she was sure of one thing-before she had closed her eyes, she felt Carlos arms wrapped


    around her.


    The next morning, the ringing of her doorbell woke her up. Debbiezily turned. She could feel her


    head pounding.