His Affair, My Glue, Their Screams at 2 AM novel Chapter 18

Lower your voice

As the weight of life's challenges settled upon my weary shoulders, a sense of despair washed over me, extinguishing any flicker of optimism that my sleep would ever find its way back to its peaceful sanctuary. I struggled to fathom a time when I could peacefully drift off to sleep without relying on the aid of sleeping pills.

But now, after over six months, gone were the haunting memories of the hands that had clutched me on the neck tightly during the heart-wrenching tragedy. In the midst of my sorrow, Aunt Jes and Mary offered solace, but it was Andrius who emerged as the true balm for my wounded soul.

Night after night, he stood by my side when I couldn't sleep, reassuring me that no one could harm me. Every single day, he reminded me I was not alone. I had grown accustomed to the feeling of his gentle touch as he caressed my hair. And then, one day, I realized I was finally returning to a state of normalcy. The haunting vision of my parents pleading for help in my dreams had vanished. However...

"Ahhh... S-slower Andrius!" moaned the voice. Every midnight, I could hear the groans of the women he brought here. Andrius assumed I was fast asleep and couldn't hear them.

I placed the white headset he had gifted me onto my ear, knowing well its intended purpose. Even though I was in another room, I could hear the creaks of Andrius' king-size bed and the accompanying sounds, which I tried my best to ignore. I proceeded to take the phone he had given me and connected it to the Wi-Fi. Using the search bar, I looked for a website that adults often visited to view sexual content.

I removed both my shirt and panties and stroked my body. My left hand rested on my full left breasts as I watched a video on my phone of a woman with a cock in her mouth. I took my hand out of my chest and wet it with my mouth before placing it on my private part to massage. Holding it there while visualizing Andrius' face was like an electric shock throughout my body. With my nipple already erect and being toyed with, I let go of my phone.

"Haaa... Ngh!"

I was watching a video when I heard moaning sounds coming from his room. I couldn't help but think they were coming from the woman in the video as well. As I tried to relax, I couldn't decide if I wanted to raise or lower my feet. Suddenly, I felt a sticky substance as I slipped one of my fingers into my hole. The sensation was like tickling me. To intensify the experience, I closed my eyes and imagined it was his cock, as the lights were off and no one could see me.

I wasn't sure how long I continued before I had to pause, since someone was knocking on the door. Did they hear what I was doing? To be certain, I made sure my voice remained low. I quickly put on my underwear and white shirt. Since I knew it was either Mary or Aunt Jes, I didn't bother changing, even though my breasts and nipples were visible.

Nonetheless, as soon as I opened the door, I froze on the spot. It was Andrius, and he wasn't wearing a shirt as his abs were drenched. I turned on the light to get a better view of him. I noticed him glancing at my chest, but my mind was preoccupied with what he was going to say. His Adam's apple moved as he swallowed, and I was anticipating his words, but he remained silent.

The sound of the alarm clock jolted me awake. I searched the room for Andrius, but he was nowhere to be found. As I glanced down, I noticed my panties were damp.

"Wet dreams…" I whispered into the air, unsure if I should feel disappointed that it was just a fantasy or ashamed that I was fantasizing about the man who had done nothing but help me.

As I didn't feel comfortable going out in what I was wearing, I took an early shower. Upon descending, I noticed no one around, but heard some noise coming from downstairs.

As I entered the living room, it felt like a bucket of cold water had been dumped on me. The men who had attempted to rape me were seated there, alongside the woman who had visited the house back then…

It was Maxine. I was about to run upstairs but—

The man with a rotten tooth placed a rope around my neck and pulled me strongly.