James drove Jean to a heated swimming pool. Since Jean didn't bring a bathing suit with her, she bought one from the venue.
After putting on their bathing suits and getting out of the men's and women's changing rooms respectively, they met at the poolside. James' eyes widened in shock when he saw Jean coming towards him.
The woman in front of him was wearing a bikini, which complimented her beautiful figure.
"I didn't expect that you would be interested in my shriveled up figure," Jean said bluntly, raising her hand to her chest in embarrassment.
The bathing suits sold here were mostly bikinis. The women abroad wore them though Jean wasn't used to it. She ended up choosing a black set that was decorated with some lace. It seemed to be the most conservative one of all.
Although she was still restless and felt self-conscious.
"Jean, you're in great shape! Better than I thought!" James couldn't help but praise her.
"Come on!" Jean rolled her eyes at him and quickly jumped into the pool. The water covered her body like a protective shield, significantly lessening her shyness.
James turned around in a daze with his hands covering a protruding part of his body embarrassingly. 'Damn it. I actually physiologically responded to that. It must be because I haven't touched a woman for so long.'
James stood there mortified, not knowing what to do when suddenly he felt the water splash onto his back. He turned his head and saw Jean standing at the pool's edge.
"Why are you standing there? Come and compete with me," Jean challenged.
"Okay, here I come," he called out to her. 'Oh who cares she won't even notice if I jump in quickly, ' he thought. With that, James took a little run up and jumped quickly into the pool.
While his body was still in the air above Jean's head, she could see a bulge in his swimming shorts, but she shook her head in disbelief. 'That's impossible. I must be seeing things.'
When she came to her senses, she found that James had already swam two meters away.
"Hey, you're cheating!" Jean shouted, and then immediately be
Jean Wen sacrificed herself for family interests. Before her husband divorced her, she made every effort to please him.
"You are inexperienced in bed," he said coldly.
"You! Give that land to my family, or I won't agree to divorce," Jean replied furiously.
"Fine. It is exactly what I am thinking about," he sneered.
ulled her inside.
Julie was brainstorming. She supposed that if something happened between James and her, he might agree to help her convince Jean to divorce Zed, and her plan might be pushed on as well.
With that, she entered the room. After looking around, she turned to James. "Why would you use someone else's photo to ask someone out?"
"Well, that's not someone else's photo. That's mine." James was quite confident. "Am I much better looking in the flesh than in the photo?"
"Ha-ha, your photo is so deceptive. In the future, you should be sincere and use a photo taken with your phone's front-facing camera as your profile picture," said Julie, discontented.
"Am I so unbearable as you say?" James frowned unhappily and put his arm around her shoulder. "Well, since we know each other, let's cut the crap and get down to business quickly, shall we?"
"Quickly? You don't know me at all? 'Quick' is what I expect the least from a man." Julie wrapped her hands around his neck.
"I didn't mean it that way. Well, now that you have your doubt, I'll prove it to you!" Then James scooped Julie up and carried her to the bed.
"Be gentle," Julie said in an alluring voice, her fingers tracing his chest. "Let's just say that the thing tonight will be nothing but a dream between us. It will be our little secret after that."
She pressed her fingertips gently to his lips.