Chapter 3: An Unexpected Incident

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Shaking my head, I pushed those unrealistic thoughts aside. How was this possible? How could Mrs. Warth appear before me wearing a nightgown? After organizing the clothes I had brought and putting them into the wardrobe, I wasn't sure what to do next. Standing felt awkward, and sitting didn't feel right either. I felt strange, yet the thought of Mrs. Warth filled me with anticipation. I walked to the balcony and looked at the villa complex. A feeling I couldn't quite describe welled up inside me. This was a wealthy neighborhood. How could a poor person like me qualify to live here? Each villa was worth millions. Mr. Warth mentioned that his and Mrs. Warth's room was next door. Looking over, I noticed that the balconies were separate. The gap between the two balconies wasn't vast, just about two meters. A thought suddenly popped into my head. If I jumped over to the opposite balcony, could I witness everything happening between Mr. Warth and his wife? Just the thought of it made my heart race. No, that was too dangerous. And if I got caught, it would be a disaster. I noticed that the neighboring balcony had several clothes hanging to dry. Among them, a bright red lingerie set stood out. It was a lace-trimmed bra with intricate golden embroidery, looking exceptionally exquisite and large. It looked sexy. My heart pounded wildly. How happy would I be to have a woman like Mrs. Warth? If I could win over Mrs. Warth, I would sell my blood to support her. She was my unattainable goddess. As I was lost in my fantasies, Mrs. Warth suddenly appeared. She was taking down the clothes from the drying rack, unaware of my presence. Watching the mesmerizing curves of her chest, I carefully took two steps back, not wanting to be noticed. My heart was racing. I didn't know why I was so nervous, but her image lingered. Back in my room, I grabbed a glass of water and took a big gulp, hoping to ease my nervousness. "Matthew, remember to shower at 8:30 tonight," Mr. Warth said as he walked in. I quickly nodded. "Use the bathroom outside," he added. "Alright," I responded. Satisfied with my answer, Mr. Warth left my room. As I took out a change of clothes from the wardrobe, I couldn't help but feel puzzled. Why did Mr. Warth specifically tell me to shower at 8:30? Why such a precise time? Did they have a bathroom schedule? That didn't make sense. His villa was huge, and there were multiple bathrooms. With that question lingering, I quietly returned to the balcony. By then, Mrs. Warth was no longer there. I felt an inexplicable disappointment as my thoughts drifted back to the red lingerie. If Mrs. Warth wore that set, she would be the epitome of seduction. If she appeared before me wearing high heels, would I be able to resist the urge to embrace her and experience the intoxicating warmth of her body? Time seemed to drag on. It felt as if Mr. Warth had abandoned me. Only when 8:30 finally arrived did I pick up my clothes and leave my room. As I neared the bathroom, I glanced at the room next door. The door was tightly shut, but I could hear the faint sound of a television inside. I could barely make out Mr. Warth and his wife's voices. Though I couldn't hear them clearly, Mrs. Warth's voice was soft and gentle. Quietly, I moved closer to the door, pressing my ear against it. "Matthew staying with us is too inconvenient. What are you thinking?" Mrs. Warth said. "What's so inconvenient about it? I have to meet clients daily and leave for business trips early in the morning. Do you think I want this?" Mr. Warth refuted. "But he's living next door. What about us at night?" "Just be quieter, that's all." Swallowing hard, I suddenly understood Mr. Warth's intentions. Did he want me to hear their conversation? I quickly stepped back and slipped into the bathroom. I let out a deep sigh of relief as I shut the door. One thing was sure. Mr. Warth and his wife would have sex tonight, and since I lived next door, I would hear them. Just hearing Mrs. Warth's moans made my body heat up, and I could barely stand straight. Looking at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, I forced a smile. I knew this night would be unforgettable. No matter what, I needed to take a shower first. Stripping off my clothes, I tiptoed into the shower. Various bottles of shampoo and body wash were neatly arranged, and different towels and bathrobes hung outside in an orderly fashion. Had Mrs. Warth used these? I glanced around. Near the washing machine, several laundry baskets were placed side by side. I was always cautious and didn't like causing trouble for others, so it was only right to put my dirty clothes in the correct basket. Once I finished my shower, I would wash them and hang them on the balcony. After placing my clothes in the basket, I finally started showering. When I was renting a place, my bathing conditions were quite limited. But here, taking a shower could be a luxurious experience. The water temperature was just right, and the showerhead released a steady, generous stream. Standing under the warm water, I felt a sense of comfort and relaxation. I picked up the shampoo and took a sniff. The scent was so familiar—the same fragrance that lingered on Mrs. Warth. As I massaged the shampoo into my hair, I felt like I was already part of her world. When I lathered the body wash onto my skin, I couldn't help but wonder. Did Mrs. Warth also apply it the same way? Did she rub it over every inch of her body, even her private parts? Her image filled my mind, making this the most nerve-wracking shower I had ever taken. After finishing, I put on a pair of shorts. The bathroom door suddenly opened as I was about to dry my hair. A figure appeared before me, radiating a unique, intoxicating fragrance. She looked shocked, staring at me with wide eyes. She held a red nightgown in her hands. The fabric was sheer and lace-trimmed. Beneath it were a pair of black lace panties adorned with a little bow. "M-Matthew…" Mrs. Warth looked at me in surprise, and I instantly blushed.

Chapter 3: An Unexpected Incident

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