The thought of bringing Harry, a strange man, back to her own love nest, and the things that might happen next, suddenly made Sophie feel incredibly cheap and sinful.
The sense of sha in her heart grew increasingly intense, making her feel as if her bottom was on fire, restless and anxious, her heart tangled and uneasy.
"Miss Sophie, what is your ho address?" the driver suddenly asked.
"Ah?! Oh... at White Collar Apartnts... please... please take us to White Collar Apartnts..." Sophie blushed with sha and softly replied to the driver.
"Understood, Miss Sophie." The driver smiled knowingly and steadily drove the car toward White Collar Apartnts. Since they hadn’t bought a house, Sophie and her boyfriend could only rent an apartnt for the ti being.
Apartnt buildings, by nature, are places where all sorts of people mix, often hiding filth. Fortunately, the apartnt Sophie rented was a high-end one.
As Sophie supported Harry, who was pretending to be drunk, they didn’t run into many people on the way up. The entire building was quite clean.
Occasionally, they encountered a few strangers who rely glanced curiously at Sophie and Harry but didn’t interfere.
When they reached Sophie’s floor and stepped out of the elevator, they unfortunately ran into an acquaintance.
"Sophie? Who is this...?" The woman seed quite familiar with Sophie. Seeing Sophie supporting a drunk man ho, she imdiately asked curiously.
"It’s... it’s nothing... this is... my boss... he had too much to drink... I’m just bringing him back to rest... soone will co pick him up later..." Being caught by an acquaintance made Sophie’s face burn with sha.
She wished she could crawl into a hole. After stamring out an explanation, she nervously added, "Dixie, please don’t tell Heed about this... it might... cause a misunderstanding..."
"Got it, got it! Sister Sophie, don’t worry! I won’t say a word, hehe..." The woman’s expression clearly showed a hint of awkward understanding. She quickly waved her hand and hurried away.
This made Sophie even more ashad and flustered, her entire body breaking out in a cold sweat from anxiety. Thinking back to the shaful things she had impulsively done with Harry in the private room, Sophie felt even more unbearably hot and ashad.
Afraid of being seen by another acquaintance, Sophie gripped Harry’s arm tighter and quickened her pace.
"President Harry... we’re... we’re ho... let’s go inside quickly... it’s not good if soone sees us..."
Sophie nervously opened the door, glanced around to make sure no one was passing by, and then hurriedly pulled Harry into the apartnt.
Harry looked around. Sophie’s apartnt was decorated quite warmly. It was a duplex with two floors: the lower level had a delicately arranged, cozy living room and dining area, while the upper level likely held the bedroom.
The apartnt was probably only about 40 to 50 square ters, but though small, it was well-designed and fully equipped. The carefully arranged space gave off a strong sense of hoy warmth.
"Sophie, you live in such a small place?" Harry, supported by Sophie, sat on the sofa and asked with a tone of surprise and pity.
"Yes, President Harry... because... housing prices in Hacheston are too high right now... so... we’re still saving up... for now, we can only live in an apartnt..." Sophie nodded, her face red with embarrassnt, and considerately poured Harry a cup of tea, handing it to him.
Harry took a sip of the tea and shook his head slightly. "A woman as outstanding as you shouldn’t have to suffer like this. It’s such a sha."
Harry’s words clearly struck a nerve. Sophie’s face showed a trace of sadness and resentnt.
Harry wasn’t wrong. She had had many chances to change her fate. With her looks, she could have lived a life a hundred, a thousand tis better than now. But for the sake of her current fiancé, she had given up all those opportunities.
When she was younger, she believed love was everything, that love could overco all hardships.
But when faced with the realities of life, she finally understood that even the smallest things in life could crush love!
She was tired of this life! She didn’t want to live like this anymore!
"Still, this place is quite cozy. Small spaces have their own charm, and you’ve decorated it nicely. The mont I stepped in, I felt at ho." Harry changed the subject and beckoned to Sophie.
"Co here, sit with for a bit."
"Mmm..." This ti, Sophie didn’t hesitate. She obediently nodded and sat down beside Harry.
Harry directly reached out and wrapped his arm around Sophie’s slender waist, smiling as he pulled her into his embrace.
He picked up a photo from the nearby coffee table, pointing at the handso young man in the picture and said, "Sophie, is this your boyfriend? He’s quite handso, no wonder you’re so devoted to him."
"Yes... yes, we’ve been together for 7 years. I t him during my freshman year. He pursued for over a year back then. He was very romantic and talented, and I was moved by him, so I agreed to be with him. At that ti, feelings were actually quite simple, not as complicated as they are now..."
Sophie reminisced with emotion, as if recalling the beautiful monts she shared with her boyfriend during their college days.
"What an enviable love story! It’s just a sha that my college girlfriend married soone else long ago... Thinking back to those college days, it really is nostalgic. But alas, youth is gone forever, and what’s past is past. Once you step into society, things like romance and talent are crushed under the weight of life and work..."
Harry also sighed, then turned to gaze deeply at Sophie and said, "Sophie... you’re so beautiful... If only I had t you in college, your boyfriend wouldn’t have stood a chance... hahaha..."
"Mmm... I... I also wish I could have t a man as outstanding as you earlier, President Harry..." Sophie shyly nodded, her face flushing red as she avoided Harry’s intense gaze, lowering her head slightly and biting her lips, her breath coming in soft, seductive gasps.
Her body trembled slightly from nervousness. By this point, Sophie was already prepared to offer herself, and she fully agreed with Harry’s words.
In college, one could afford for the sake of romance, handsoness, talent, or love. But in the real world, all those things beco aningless illusions. Nothing is as real as money and power.
She loved her boyfriend, and she felt ashad and guilty for what she was about to do. But life had to go on, and she had the right to pursue a better life!
If her boyfriend couldn’t give her what she wanted, then he couldn’t bla her for chasing it herself! All of this was just because society was too cruel, and her boyfriend was too useless!
"But it’s not too late for us to et now!" Harry leered, stroking Sophie’s long hair as he slowly leaned down, bringing his face closer to hers.
"Sophie, the feeling of fucking you in the private room earlier was amazing... Even now, my mind is still filled with your enchanting figure and the pleasure of being inside you! Did you enjoy fucking too?"
Harry’s vulgar and lewd words imdiately made Sophie’s cheeks burn even hotter. Rembering what had happened impulsively between them in the private room, Sophie’s heartbeat quickened, her face flushed crimson, and her pussy seed to recall the wonderful sensations from earlier, involuntarily tightening and pulsing, her juices soaking her panties and making her feel a damp heat between her legs.
"I... I... I also... also liked it..." Sophie murmured for a long ti before finally admitting her desires, completely exposing her true self.
"Then, my precious Sophie, do you want to fuck passionately one more ti? Hmm?"
Harry pressed his strong body against Sophie’s, one arm holding her while his other hand slowly slid under her clothes, his hot breath panting in her ear as he whispered.
"I... I... I... I want to... want to... but... but..." Sophie closed her eyes in sha and nervousness, letting out a series of seductive, intoxicating moans.
"Sophie, if you want it, then let yourself go. Be my woman, and I won’t let you suffer. If you still want to marry your little boyfriend, I won’t stop you. I won’t interfere with your daily life. As long as neither of us says anything, your little boyfriend will never know, right?"
Harry said before suddenly lowering his head and capturing Sophie’s plump, jelly-like lips in a deep, sucking kiss.
Sophie had managed to hold onto a shred of restraint, but the mont Harry’s passionate kiss overwheld her, she let out a soft moan, her body lting completely into his embrace as she gasped and moaned in response.
Seeing Sophie surrender completely, Harry’s heart swelled with excitent. With a rough tug, he ripped open Sophie’s blouse and bra, her round, snow-white breasts springing free.
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