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Aron POV

"Where's your room, Aron?" She questioned me in an authoritative tone.

"What?" I gave her a perplexed look.

"I want to put my luggage there."

"What? Do you want to share your bedroom with me?" My jaw fell open after hearing her demand.

I don't want to share my room with her; in fact, I don't want to live under one roof with her. I'm also not interested in seeing her face. I don't know why she unexpectedly arrived at this house when this is not my permanent house. I moved to this location to live with Sara because I didn't want to bring her home.

"Why did you come here so abruptly, Aunt Jerry?" I plucked up the nerve to question her.

"Don't you like that I'm here, Aaron?" She raised an eyebrow at me.

"No, it's not like Aunt; in fact, I wasn't prepared for this unexpected gift from you." Even though I wanted to shout that I didn't want to see her ever again, I responded to her with a firm smile.

"Aron, I'm only ten years older than you, so don't call me aunty." She flicked her rainbow-colored hair over her shoulder to reveal herself to me.

She is the biggest liar I have ever seen. Despite being 20 years older than me, she consistently attempts to conceal her age from me. I noticed her appealing outfit and wondered why she chose to wear it. Why couldn't she dress more nicely, like Sara?

My thoughts turned to Sara. Oh my goodness, she must be furious with me for introducing her to Jerry as my housemaid. When Jerry told her to prepare breakfast for her, I saw the expression on her face. She was on the verge of tears over her insult. I couldn't understand why, when she had the opportunity to tell the truth and deny Jerry, she agreed to cook for her in silence. It's a wonderful thing she kept our marriage a secret from Jerry.

"Why are you standing there like a statue, Aron? Take me to the bedroom." She threw her arms in the air to hug me like a child.

She is not my girlfriend, and I must tolerate her tantrums. I let out a deep sigh of irritation and led her to my bedroom. Since I was aware of her darker side, I decided to keep this painful scenario to myself.

As soon as we arrived in my bedroom, she shut the door behind us.

"Aron, I missed you." She took a long breath on my neck and grasped my dick.

"I.. I..I am not ready now." I attempted to stop her.

"No worries; I have a solution for this issue." She extracted the injection by opening her bag.

"Please, no, aunt." I cast a beseeching glance at her.

"Come on, Aron—you're already addicted to this injection; how could you refuse this?" She injected my arm forcefully.

My junior hardened in five minutes, and I became a lustful beast once more. She forced me into bed after undressing me. While sitting on my hard dick, she began moving her ass up and down. She bound my hand, preventing me from moving her until she stopped reaching for her orgasm.

She shifted her body towards my torso and removed my dick from her vagina.

"Aaron, lick my pussy." She covered my mouth with her vagina.

I could not help but lick her pussy because I was so overcome with lust. I attempted to lick her clit with my tongue, but she did not appreciate the experience. I obeyed her order and stuck my tongue down her vagina. She grabbed my hair and shoved my head deeper into her vaginal hole.

"Suck my breasts." After licking her vagina for 10 minutes, she again sat over my junior and then asked me to suck her breast.

"I like your dick, Aron." After thirty minutes of jumping over my dick, she pushed my hard dick inside her asshole.

While she opened my hand, she instructed me to give her a doggy-style fuck. I followed her instructions and fucked her asshole. Her groans filled the space. I fucked her like a machine, gripping her hair tightly. She gave me instructions on how to enter her asshole and stroke her clitoral area.

The injection effect made me feel like her puppet. However, the drug's effects overtook me despite my reluctance to engage in such activities with her. Despite having sex with her three times, my junior still didn't feel satisfied. I closed my eyes and imagined Sara at Jerry's place, then suddenly we heard a knock on my door.

Jerry pulled the door open, covering her body with a transparent nightgown.

"Girl, what is your problem? Can't you see we are busy now?" Jerry's agitated voice reached my ears.

"Your breakfast is ready." I heard Sara's voice.

"Set it on the table, and don't disturb us." With a thud, she shut the door.

"Why do you grant your servants so much freedom, Aron?" She untied the knot on her nightgown and proceeded to engage in intimate activities once more.

Even after my junior's skin tore off at the top, fucking Jerry still doesn't satisfy me. I want Sara, but with Jerry in the house, how can I get to her?

"Jerry, it's time for you to have breakfast." I asked her to get her breakfast.

"Humm, I feel hungry now."

Thank God, she gave me a few minutes to catch my breath. I let out a sigh of relief as she exited my bedroom.

"Sara, where are you?" I looked everywhere in the house for her, but I couldn't find her.

Now, I know where she is. I walked into the backyard and found her in the tree house.

"Sara, what are you doing here?" I questioned, seeing her back.

She listened to me and remained in her spot.

"Sara, what happened?" I understand that seeing Jerry in my bedroom has caused her pain, but what other options do I have? I didn't want to share this truth in this way, but now that she already knows about it, I have to tell her everything because I don't want to hurt her.

My drug effects urge me to fuck her intensely, despite my desire to apologize to her. My feelings and lust were at odds with each other. I wanted her to tell the truth first, but my junior forced me to push her down on the floor and fuck her hard instead.