Chapter 29: HIGH REWARD

The sheer amount of slick moisture coating her was incredible. The reality of the situation hit me fully... her husband was sitting just one floor up in a silent apartment, completely oblivious, while she was lying completely exposed in my bed, desperate for me to make her lose control.

"Oh, Chance... it feels... g-good..." she choked out, her head rolling back against the pillows.

I started off slow, but because I was a total fucking amateur, my movements were incredibly clumsy. I licked too hard, missing the right spot entirely, and I could feel her tense up as my chin awkwardly bumped against her thigh. It was a mess.

"A... a bit higher, Chance," she murmured shyly, her voice trembling as she gently guided me, her hands lightly pressing on the back of my head. "A little bit up... and softer... don’t rush it."

The moment she gave me the direction, I had to rely completely on my own panicked, amateur guesswork, desperately trying to tune my movements into something that actually worked without any system training wheels to save my ass.

I tried my best to use the tip of my tongue to trace light circles around her clitoris, pairing the friction with the warm, steady intake of my breath. Every time she tried to shift her hips upward to seek more pressure, I deliberately pulled back, keeping the contact light and fleeting. The denial drove her wild; her hands moved from the sheets to bury themselves in my hair, her fingers tightening as she tried to force my head closer into her cunt.

She was completely soaked now, her juices coating my lips as her breathing turned into a series of shallow, rapid gasps that filled the quiet bedroom.

Satisfied with the build-up, I stopped teasing and pressed in fully. I flattened my tongue, trying to copy things I’d only read about online, using firm, rhythmic upward strokes to lick her completely before shifting into a deeper, driving motion. I focused entirely on the center of her heat, trying to mimic a steady, penetrating rhythm with my tongue that sent violent shivers straight down her legs.

The reaction was instantaneous. Her thighs began to tremble against my shoulders, her toes curling tightly into the fabric of the mattress.

"Chance... I’m... I’m going to... ugh..." she cried out, her voice breaking completely as her hips began to lift off the bed in a desperate search for release.

Sensing the threshold, I quickened the pace, increasing the pressure and matching the rapid, frantic pulsing of her muscles, my face completely covered in her wetness.

The internal tension broke completely. Sarah stiffened, her entire body seizing up as a powerful, rolling orgasm slammed into her. She cried out my name, her hips bucking violently against my face as the intense, hot release of her climax squirted completely over my lips and chin.

Sarah kept her eyes glued to the ceiling for a few seconds, her chest heaving as she panted heavily. When she finally looked down at me, she saw the sheer mess she had accidentally made all over my chin and lips.

"Oh my god, your face... I’m so sorry," she gasped, her eyes widening in pure shock. "Oh, god..."

"It’s fine," I said, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand and flashing her a reassuring smile before shrugging. "Though, I think I’m going to hit the shower."

She immediately covered her face with both hands, shaking her head. Look at this fucking whore. Now she was playing the embarrassed housewife because she just completely lost her mind and squirted all over a guy’s face while her pathetic husband was sitting right upstairs. The absolute gall on this chick was unbelievable, I swear.

Suddenly, a massive, bright neon interface block blocked my vision.

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MAJOR OPPORTUNITY DETECTED

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[SUGGESTED ACTION]

Invite her to the shower.

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COST: 20 Lust

EST. GAIN: HIGH REWARD

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Invite her to the shower? Well, fuck it, why not?

"Would you like to... join me?" I asked, keeping my voice smooth and low.

"Um... I don’t know, Chance..."

"You told me yourself that you needed a shower because you just came from work," I said, standing up from the edge of the bed. "So... come on."

She smiled shyly, biting her lower lip, and slowly swung her bare legs off the mattress. "O-okay. Let me grab my towel from my backpack..."

Fuck yeah. She accepted it without me even having to try. And the instant reward for unlocking that option? A clean fifty EXP popped up on my interface. Not fucking bad. I was getting closer to the next level with every single move I made. A few more tailored prompts like this from the system, and I’d level up, rack up more stat points, and get stronger in no time. I just needed to remain patient. If it wasn’t for this god-tier system, I probably would have rushed things and kissed Sarah back at her place, destroying any real leverage I had over her. This thing was a literal cheat code for life.

Sarah walked past me, giving me a shy, fleeting look as she padded quietly out of the bedroom. I followed her out into the dark living room, watching the curve of her bare ass sway as she walked over to her backpack. She unzipped it, pulling out a plush white towel and a bundle of fresh clothes, before turning back toward me.

Together, we walked down the narrow hallway to the bathroom. I reached inside and flicked the light switch, illuminating the small room under the harsh, buzzing fluorescent light.

The atmosphere instantly turned thick and awkward. Sarah stood by the sink, hesitantly unbuttoning her dark silk nightshirt. She let the fabric slip off her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor, exposing her deep cleavage in that pink lace bra again. She reached behind her back, unhooking the clasp with trembling fingers, and slid the bra off her shoulders. Her heavy, round tits spilled free, her nipples already hard from the sudden draft in the room. Next, she slid her pink lace panties down her thighs, stepping completely out of them and leaving herself entirely naked. Her pussy was still visibly wet from the orgasm, a glistening sheen coating the dark hair at the top of her thighs.

Then, it was my turn. I stripped off my clothes without a hint of hesitation, kicking my pants aside. The moment I was completely naked, my dick sprang free, standing rock-hard and pointing straight up toward my stomach. Even though I had literally just come a few minutes ago into her hands, the sight of her naked, married body had me throbbing violently. It was completely rigid, veiny, and leaking fresh precum at the tip.

Sarah’s eyes immediately darted down to my crotch, her jaw dropping open slightly.

"Oh, y-you’re..." she began, her face turning bright red as she stared at it. "Still... um..."

I covered my dick half-heartedly with one hand, giving her a smug, teasing grin. "Sorry. You’re just so beautiful, Sarah. I can’t help it."

"Oh... I’m... I’m not really..." She quickly looked down at her own body, covering her stomach. "I’m... not fit, you know... I have flaws."

"Nonsense," I muttered, stepping closer to her.

"L-let’s just... get... um, let’s just get in the shower..." she stammered, desperately looking toward the glass door of the shower to escape my gaze.

I stepped into the cramped shower stall, reaching over to turn the handle. Within seconds, the showerhead hissed, spitting out a steady, warm stream of water that immediately fogged up the glass, trapping the heat inside.

Turning back around, I extended my hand out toward Sarah. She was still standing by the sink, looking incredibly small and shy as she used both hands to cover her tits and her pussy from my gaze.

Seeing my outstretched hand, a small, tentative smile broke through her hesitation. She let her hands drop, stepped across the cold bathroom tile, and took my grip, stepping inside the steaming enclosure with me.

We stood there for a long moment, our faces just inches apart under the downpour of warm water. The droplets ran down her face and soaked into her damp hair, but her eyes were locked onto mine, completely caught up in the proximity.

I reached for the bottle of shampoo on the small plastic shelf, popping the cap. "Turn around," I murmured softly.

She complied without a word, slowly pivoting until her back was facing me. I stepped in close, the front of my thighs pressing against the back of hers. The movement brought my rock-hard, throbbing dick right against the smooth skin of her big ass, smearing a trail of sticky precum right across her cheek as the warm water slicked our skin.

I squirted a generous amount of shampoo into my palm, rubbed my hands together, and then gently placed them onto her head. I began massaging the lather into her hair, my fingers working through the strands while she let out a soft, contented sigh, her head tilting back slightly against my chest. Once it was fully lathered, I guided her head under the showerhead, rinsing the soap away until the water ran clear down her back.

As the last of the suds washed down the drain, I wrapped my arms around her waist from behind, pulling her flush against my torso.