Eyes cleaning

Aron POV

"Hey girl, stop there." Jerry asked Sara to stop.

"Yes, madam." She turned to face Jerry.

"What type of clothes are you wearing?" Jerry looked at Sara from head to toe.

"I am sorry. I will change my clothes now." She bowed her head in embarrassment.

"Do you think there is a fancy dress competition going on?" Jerry chastised her.

"Aron, look at her clothes." She untied the knot on Sara's t-shirt in an attempt to humiliate her. Her t-shirt fell from one side, revealing half half-shoulder. She quickly placed her hand over her shoulder and bolted toward the guest room.

I wanted to stop her from making Sara feel bad, but I lacked the bravery to confront Aunt Jerry.

It's all my mistake. I didn't intend to hurt her today, but I unintentionally did so. My lust drove me crazy, and I ended up fucking her hard.

Although Aunt Jerry stayed with me like a shadow, I still longed to see Sara. My mind froze upon hearing her voice in the backyard. If she catches me red-handed with Sara, then only God knows what she did with me.

I am not worried about me, but I am worried about Sara since she already has childhood trauma from rain because of her uncle. I don't want to cause her any more trauma.

I'm glad I found a book in the tree house since it will make it easier for me to ignore Jerry's bothersome inquiries.

"I'm going to take a bath, Aron. Do you want to go with me?" With a seductive yawn, she invited me to take a bath with her.

What did she think of herself? Why does she always try to make me fall in love with her when she is already aware that I have no interest in emotional attachment with anyone?

"Enjoy your bath; I've already had mine." I felt irritated by her proximity.

"So you want to miss out on the opportunity to have fun in the jacuzzi?" She frowned at me.

How did I let her know that I wasn't interested in having sex with her anymore? Even after taking those pills, I am not able to satisfy my lust. Only Sara gives me satisfaction.

"Jerry, you may go to the jacuzzi; I will join you in a while." I sighed deeply to release my irritation.

"Oh, so now you're learning to make excuses?" She gave me a fierce glance.

I know exactly what her furious face means.

"Let's go." I capitulated to her demands.

"Aron, ask that the girl bring two fresh wine bottles with some fresh fruits into the jacuzzi." She began to undress as she moved towards the jacuzzi.

"Bring two bottles of wine into the jacuzzi, Rosy." I told Rosy to comply with Jerry's request because I didn't want to hurt Sara another time.

"Aron, I want only that girl in my service." She turned and looked at me with a heart-piercing gaze.

I don't understand why she wanted to target Sara. She persistently urged me to involve Sara in this situation, and the more I attempted to protect her from Jerry, the more she persisted.

"Alright, Jerry." I sighed with dissatisfaction, feeling as though I had completely lost my strength in front of Jerry.

I looked for Sara everywhere in the house but I didn't find her anywhere. Now, where has she disappeared? As I turned to go into the backyard, I heard her sobbing from the stairs. As I reached the stairs, I saw her covering her face with her knees and sobbing uncontrollably.

When I saw her like this, my heart ached. It's all happened because of me. I was overwhelmed with guilt.

"Sara, please don't cry." I stroked her hair to get her attention.

"Why are you here, Aron?" She wiped her tears away as soon as she saw me.

"What's causing your tears?" I asked her why her eyes were red and swollen. She didn't feel anything for me, so it's unlikely that seeing Jerry with me hurt her. Why will she develop feelings for me when I have already caused her so much suffering?

I am certain that she is upset due to the humiliation she endured at the hands of Jerry and to the fact that I forced her into a sexual relationship.

"No, I am not crying." She broke eye contact and tried to lie to me.

"So why do you have swollen eyes?" Why is she feigning tears when I can see them?

"Tears are a strategy to remove dirt from the eyes; thus, I'm clearing my eyes." Her expression instantly changed from one of melancholy to one of happiness.

This woman is impossible. I had never heard of this method before. Jerry had been calling my phone nonstop, so I told her about his request and proceeded to the jacuzzi, looking at her bewildered as to why she would lie to me.

"I love having sex in cold water, Aron." She brought me into the jacuzzi as soon as I arrived. She tried to kiss me after taking off my t-shirt. To avoid her kiss, I averted my gaze. She took hold of my chin and sealed my lips with hers. As I was kissing her, I felt repulsed.

I only reserved my kisses for Sara, but Jerry forcefully kissed me instead. She gripped my dick, but the sensation of her touch did not cause my junior to stiffen. She injected me again, and within five minutes, my junior hardened. She pushed me into the jacuzzi's corner and sat beneath the water, concealing my genitals. She bit me severely on the torso. I closed my eyes and placed my head on the corner of the jacuzzi as she began to slide her ass up and down my body.

I heard a knock on the door. Jerry motioned for Sara to enter.

"Madam, your wine." I could hear her sluggish voice, but I was too weak to open my eyes. I wanted to push Jerry away and make love to Sara in this jacuzzi, but she made me her slave once more by injecting me. I am unable to move from my place, even if I wanted to.

"Why are you still standing here? Just leave." She ordered Sara to leave.

"Ok, madam." I sensed a change in her tone.

"Aron, taste this wine." She requested that I taste the wine that she had poured over her breast.

Like a domestic puppy, I followed her instructions.

I had to open my eyes when I heard the sound of breaking glass. My eyes were wide in shock when I saw Sara standing there and watching this scene with her eyes.