At this moment, Dirk Carter was indeed quite troubled.
Upon hearing Athena Meyer's suggestion, he asked, "Your home? Is it far?"
"It's not my home; it's a rented apartment, just across the street."
There wasn't a better option available now.
They couldn't just stand there endlessly.
He thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll trouble you."
The two took a breath and glanced at each other, then quickly dashed into the rain.
They rushed downstairs into the complex, both becoming drenched again.
Entering Athena Meyer's home, a cozy little nook welcomed his sight.
It was a one-bedroom apartment.
Not very big, probably only over thirty square meters.
A bed was sectioned off by a cabinet, and outside was a small living room, which also functioned as a dining area, not too large with a couch.
There was a very small kitchen and bathroom on the side.
The whole room was clearly visible.
"My parents' place is quite far from my work, so I rented a room here; it's not expensive and commuting is convenient."
Athena said somewhat awkwardly.
"After your divorce from Baxter Chadwick, you didn't get anything?"
Dirk asked.
Athena shook her head.
"At that time, I just wanted a quick divorce, I didn't want anything."
"What about the child?"
Dirk inquired.
Athena shook her head bitterly.
She said, "During those years, to climb higher, he often drank heavily; later in the hospital, it turned out he couldn't have children, so he has always claimed to be child-free…"
After hearing this.
Dirk felt somewhat sad.
Athena's conditions were not poor.
If it weren't for Baxter Chadwick, she could have had a good husband, a good family, but unfortunately, all of this was ruined by Baxter Chadwick, or rather by "power."
Such families are indeed common in the official circles.
"Alright, stop standing there, I'll get you a towel, you take a shower first."
Athena directed.
Considering he was a man.
After being in the rain for so long, she might catch a cold.
He said, "Athena, you go first, you wash, then I'll bathe."
Athena glanced down at her awkwardly wet clothes, didn't hesitate, found a dry towel for Dirk, wiped his hair, and went into the bathroom.
Soggy all over, neither standing nor sitting felt right.
Dirk then looked around.
Suddenly.
A pink cloth bag on the sofa caught his attention.
Curious.
He went over and picked it up.
Just untied the knotted string.
A mature woman's "toy" emerged.
Dirk felt awkward.
Just about to put the item away.
With a click, the bathroom door opened, Athena wiped her hair and said, "Dirk, it's your turn…"
She hadn't even finished her sentence.
Because she saw what Dirk was holding.
Her face turned red, unsure of what to say.
Dirk wished he could slap himself, why did he have to be so meddlesome?
"I… I'll go shower."
He only could return the toy to the sofa, speaking to Athena.
Their eyes avoided each other's.
When Dirk went into the bathroom to shower, he regretted it deeply; the nice atmosphere was now awkward.
Athena felt the same.
She picked up the toy, ready to shove it into the closet.
Suddenly.
The reflection in the bathroom attracted her attention.
The bathroom door's glass was frosted.
Though not visible clearly, when illuminated inside, the shadows on the door were pronounced.
Dirk's bathing silhouette was distinct.
More crucially, the outline of the "extra leg" between his legs was faintly visible.
Instantly.
A peculiar sensation spread wide from her abdomen.
Considering this, she hadn't had a man in over four years.
At thirty-something, it's the age of need.
Alone at home, desires would rise, which was why she bought the toy.
Seeing Dirk's "silhouette" now, the desires in her heart sparked like tinder meeting flames.
Just then.
The water stopped.
Athena hurriedly put the toy away.
At that moment.
The door opened.
Dirk covered in a towel walked out, uncomfortable.
Athena didn't have men's clothes; her own were too wet to wear, so there was no choice.
Seeing Dirk's prominent chest muscles.
And the powerful arms and calves.
Athena shivered a bit.
Her face flushed again.
To avoid embarrassment.
She quickly said, "I'll scrub your clothes, leave them on the windowsill to dry, they should be dry by morning."
Saying this, she darted into the bathroom.
Seeing this.
Dirk too felt awkward, hastily went to stop her, saying, "Athena, it's okay, I can do it myself, I can do it myself…"
One wrapped in a towel, the other in sleepwear, they tussled in front of the sink.
It was during this tussle.
Athena dropped Dirk's clothes onto the floor with a thud.
Dirk tried to bend down to pick them up.
Athena moved quickly, the motion was fluid.
But no one expected a mishap at this moment.
The bathroom was already crowded.
Amid tugging, they were close.
As Athena lowered her head, her hair brushed against Dirk's towel.
This was it.
As she bent down, the towel fell to the floor.
Athena lifted her head after picking up the clothes.
Dirk's "weapon" between his legs bumped right into Athena's face.
Squarely and without deviation, right in her face.
Athena froze.
Dirk was also stunned.
The situation was beyond embarrassing, especially for Dirk, his heart was full of apprehension.
Just as he was about to squat and retrieve the towel.
Suddenly.
A warmth began to rise between his legs.
Lowering his head.
He saw Athena had reached out and grasped the barrel.
"Athena…"
Dirk hesitated, softly called out.
"Dirk, Athena… I… I've… I've not touched a man in a long, long time, can… can Athena touch it? Just once…"
Athena raised her head, gazing at Dirk with an utterly longing look.
Thinking of the toy on the sofa.
And considering she had been alone these years.
It didn't seem to be a lie.
In such an ambiguous setting, coupled with her fingers' "caress," coupled with that enchanting face, deep within Dirk, an immense force began to stir and release.
Athena's hand, grasping the crucial point, clearly felt the item in her hand begin to expand, its size making Athena's eyes widen…
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