Jar Of Hearts

Chapter 4 Fated To Meet

Just hearing that bastard’s name, I could not help but clench my hands into fists. After I got married to Aspen Lynn, I had been disliked and looked down upon in various ways, but I put up with it all!

After a few years of this, though, I gradually realized that something was not quite right.

My ex-wife slowly started wearing more revealing clothes and often secretly called other people over. She would talk with them half the night and would blatantly ignore me every time she saw me.

Whenever I wanted to have s*x at night, this woman would always put me off with all sorts of weird and ridiculous excuses. She would not even let me touch her!

The days became more and more shitty. Aspen went reckless and would not come home for days on end. When she did come home, she would only come to shower and change clothes.

Later on, the gossip from the neighbors led me to some clues.

From there, I found out that Aspen had an affair with a man called Sean Wright.

Before I could question her, that woman was already demanding a divorce. Suppressing my anger with all the bullshit, I went and agreed to the divorce.

Everything went without a hitch, and after that, I no longer had contact with her. I was a stranger to Aspen Lynn, and she to me.

I would have never imagined that after only a few years, I would be involved with this woman again through her sister-in-law. That I would once again hear the name of the man she used to cuckold me.

Perhaps because I had no one to talk to for these past few years, I actually poured my heart out to Erin and told her everything.

After Erin heard me out, there was some sympathy in her eyes. Probably the reason why she could not help but move closer to me.

“I didn’t expect that both of us were actually schemed against by that woman. I guess both of us are alike in regards to that matter, we’re both pitiful.”

I chuckled at that. Casually, I fished out my crumpled box of cigarettes and took a stick out.

Then I recalled something. I did not bring my lighter.

Click!

A flame lit up in front of me, and I could see a strange look on Erin’s face. I was not sure what it meant, but it felt like what had happened last night would not cause me any more trouble. Perhaps from now on, I would have another lady friend I could f**k with in the long run.

I gave her an appreciative smile and stuck my cigarette out.

The cheap cigarette sucked, and it took more puffs to feel the buzz.

"Give me one too."

"You smoke?" I asked as I opened the crumpled cigarette box and picked out the best-looking one, then handed it over to her.

"Occasionally, I smoke when I'm in a bad mood, but I'm not addicted to it."

With skillful movements, I picked up the lighter on the table and gave her a helping hand.

Erin puffed a smoke with grace and elegance, not like those sloppy women who worked in nightclubs.

"Cough cough!"

All of a sudden, she started coughing violently with tears and snot running down her face, completely ruining the beautiful picture just now.

I moved closer and patted her back. She was all wet and sweaty after the heated exchange we had before this. I did not understand how I could still feel so aroused after doing her multiple times already.

I was actually impressed by my strong s****l desire.

"What kind of cigarette is that? It nearly choked me to death." Erin frowned as she looked at me in suspicion.

I flushed slightly. “I'm not like you. I live a meager life, so I can only smoke this kind of cheap stuff.”

"Oh, I didn't mean it that way.” She blushed in embarrassment. “Oh right, I forgot to ask. What do you do for a living?”

I did not answer right away. I was a little unsure of how to answer that question. I was trying to find a way to make my job sound more professional, but she waved her hand all of a sudden.

"Forget it. You don’t have to say it if you don’t want to. I'm going to take a shower. Make yourself at home." She gave me a little smirk and stood up.

She took off the coat and exposed her towel-clad body. While she walked toward the bathroom, I could not stop gawking at her and at that ass where I had ridden like crazy last night. Up until now, it still felt as if it was all a dream.

Hearing the sound of the shower coming from the bathroom, I thought it was time for me to leave. However, I felt that it would be rude to just up and leave like that. More importantly, I was not sure I would be able to keep in touch with this woman in the future if I left right now.

Just then, the doorbell rang. Forgetting that this was not my home, I got up and walked over to open it.

"Auntie, I don't want to live anymore."

Before I could see who was outside, a figure pushed the door open in a rush. She ran straight into my arms and wrapped their slender arms tightly around my neck.

Her unique and sweet fragrance enveloped me as she hugged me tightly. I could also feel her perfect breasts pushing against my naked chest. So plump and so soft.

I was only wearing my boxers, so basically, I was almost naked. This woman was wearing a thin skin-tight top that we were basically skin-to-skin.

I could feel myself getting hard again. It was so hard that I could feel it twitching at attention.

I instantly fell into a s****l fantasy. I did not want the scene before me to dissipate, but the girl eventually realized I was not the person she thought I was.

"Auntie? What's that thing poking on my leg? It's so hard and so hot."

Her small and soft hand slid down from my neck, moving straight down inside my boxers, leaving hot trails of heat on my skin as it went. Slowly, almost excruciatingly, she wrapped her fingers around my hard d**k.

I almost came at how good it felt.

Then suddenly, the girl pushed me back and screamed, “Who are you?!”

A short, blinding pain passed through me as she may have pulled out a few pubic hairs.

"I’m- uh, I’m Austen Thomas," I stuttered in pain.

"Who asked for your name! Asshole, why are you inside my aunt's house?!" she said haughtily as she tried to hide her embarrassing mistake of recognizing the wrong person.

I instantly understood that the “Auntie” this little girl was talking about was undoubtedly Erin.

It looked like this little girl was only about eighteen or nineteen years old, but the way she was dressed and made up showed that she was deliberately trying to imitate an adult. The black leather pants wrapped tightly around her two slim and straight legs, causing that spot in the middle of her legs to bulge out a little. I could not help but start imagining the outline of her tantalizing and tender slit.

“I bet she’s pure,” I said to myself.

On her upper body, she was sporting a relatively small leather jacket with a thin white shirt inside. Her bra only made her breasts bulge out. Her petite figure also heightened the enormity of her two knockers. All the blood in my head started going south, making me heady with lust.

"What do you mean by pure?"

I snapped out of my fantasy as I realized I had spoken my thoughts out loud. “Uh, you misheard. I said I’m friends with your aunt Erin.”

The girl looked at me warily. With a contemptuous look on her face, I hurriedly stepped aside and let her walk in.

"Friends? Not her boyfriend?"

The word boyfriend sent my heart reeling. Before I could answer, though, the little girl had walked in through the door.

She threw me a look of contempt and mocked, "How could my aunt possibly like someone like you? Except for the fact that you have a nice body, you are simply a loser, old man."

As she passed by me, treating me like I was some hooligan harassing her, she looked me up and down twice. Then her eyes stopped on the spot between my legs.

That place was now a tent, all because of this little girl in front of me.

If it was not for Erin's sake, I would have given this little girl a good lesson.

At such a young age, she had several studs in her ears, and there was even a small tattoo showing on her chest.

As a man of nearly thirty, I was ashamed to be sized up like this by this little girl's naked gaze, so I grabbed my pants from the sofa and put them on.

Just then, the bathroom door opened and Erin, who had changed into a new towel, came out as she wiped her hair.

"Sasha? What are you doing here?"