Chapter 7: Water Heater Broke Down

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Facing the night breeze, I leaped onto the opposite balcony at lightning speed, landing with a rolling tumble. "What was that noise?" A voice came from the room. It was Mrs. Warth's voice. My expression changed instantly. If I got caught, I was done for. "Huh?" Mr. Warth sounded puzzled. "I'll go check," Mrs. Warth said. I didn't expect her hearing to be this good. I was nervous, anxious, and completely lost. I frantically searched for a hiding place. The only thing on the balcony was a couch. I quickly hid behind it. Just then, a stray cat suddenly jumped out, scaring the hell out of me. The moment the stray cat appeared, the balcony door opened. I hid nervously in the shadows, peeking through the gap between the wall and the couch. Mrs. Warth stepped onto the balcony. My heart was pounding. Was I even allowed to look at this? She was my goddess! Breathtakingly beautiful! The moonlight draped over her, making her look irresistibly seductive. She was wearing a black lace lingerie set. Her chest was full and smooth, her toned stomach was flawless, and her long, curvy legs were mesmerizing. She could easily place in the top three at a Victoria's Secret show with this figure and beauty. "What's going on?" Mr. Warth walked out. Just as he appeared, the stray cat released a soft meow and looked at them pitifully. "Scared me to death! It was just a cat." Mrs. Warth patted her chest, making her breasts jiggle slightly. My mouth went dry. I wished time could stop right now. If it did, I would rush over, embrace Mrs. Warth, and pin her onto the couch. "I wonder where this cat came from. It must be in heat." Mr. Warth chuckled. "What nonsense!" Mrs. Warth rolled her eyes at him. The next second, they both went back inside, and the balcony door closed again. I let out a sigh of relief. Thank god I didn't get caught. If I had, I wouldn't be able to explain myself. "We could just do it on the balcony. It's not even cold outside." "What if someone sees us?" "It's late. No one's around." "No way! Matthew is right next door. No!" The conversation from inside made my whole body uncomfortable. Damn it, Mr. Warth! He wanted to have sex with Mrs. Warth on the balcony. I cautiously peeked from behind the couch and crept toward the room's window. "Don't be so impatient!" Mrs. Warth's voice made my heart race. Leaning against the window, I anxiously peeked inside. I could barely make out her silhouette. If only I had night vision. A few minutes later, Mr. Warth tightly embraced Mrs. Warth. Watching the scene, I realized something—Mr. Warth lacked the energy of a young man. What a waste! It's an absolute waste! Mrs. Warth would never be happy with him. I suddenly felt terrible for her, not because of anything related to Madison but because of Mr. Warth's limitations. Not long after, they both lay down and stopped moving. I didn't leave immediately. I had to wait until they were deep asleep before I could go. After about half an hour, I retraced my steps and returned to my balcony. Back in my room, I finally relaxed. Tonight was unforgettable. I had witnessed the sex between Mr and Mrs. Warth. Unfortunately, I couldn't see clearly. That was my biggest regret. Thinking about Mrs. Warth, I realized she was a woman who let herself go—especially at night. I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. It wasn't until dawn that I finally felt drowsy. Half-asleep, I had a dream about Mrs. Warth, about our entanglement. She was so gentle. "Damn!" I sat up straight in bed, realizing it was already morning. Embarrassed, I ran to the bathroom to change my shorts, wash the dirty pair, and hang them on the balcony. I never expected to dream about Mrs. Warth. The morning sunlight hit me as if reminding me that it was all just an illusion and I had returned to reality. "Matthew, breakfast is ready. Come early with me to the office today!" Mr. Warth's voice came from outside the door. "Okay, Mr. Warth," I replied, getting dressed. After freshening up, I saw breakfast on the dining table downstairs. Mrs. Warth was wearing a nightgown, her hair slightly messy. It was my first time seeing her so unpolished. Even without makeup, her skin was flawless. As we brushed past each other, I caught a whiff of her scent—it was uniquely hers. "Matthew, if you need more eggs, just let me know. Eat more bacon, too." She smiled. "Okay." I nodded quickly and sat down at the table. She was so gentle and caring. With a wife like her, what more could a man ask for? "Eat more eggs. Men need to, you know—eat what benefits them." Mr. Warth grinned as he sat across from me. "What are you talking about?" Mrs. Warth shot him a look. "Nothing." Mr. Warth chuckled and started eating. I smiled, picked up a fried egg, and took a bite. The yolk oozed out. Honestly, this was the best fried egg I had ever eaten. Not just the eggs—the bacon was great, too. Paired with some maple syrup, it was perfect. "Is your knee okay now?" Mrs. Warth sat across from me and asked with a smile. "Yeah, it's fine now," I replied. "Good." She nodded and started eating with us. Watching her chew slowly and elegantly, I recalled the scene on the balcony last night. My heart started racing again. If only that had been me… Before I knew it, my lower abdomen felt hot. "I'm done eating." I put down my chopsticks and wiped my mouth. "Are you full?" Mrs. Warth asked. "Yeah." I nodded shyly just as I noticed my shoelaces were untied. Bending down instinctively, I caught a glimpse under the table. It was her long legs. They were slightly apart, and I could see under her nightgown, but she suddenly pressed her legs together. Her knees had faint bruises. Looking up, I saw her cheeks were slightly red. Did she notice my actions? "Honey, get someone to fix the shower in our room. It's inconvenient to keep using the guest bathroom," Mrs. Warth suddenly said. "Matthew, take care of that," Mr. Warth said casually. "Uh… okay." I was a bit stunned, but Mr. Warth's words were orders. My paycheck was coming soon. I had to listen to him.

Chapter 7: Water Heater Broke Down

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