Chapter 3

I was startled and quickly threw Ethan's underwear into the dirty clothes basket, using a fake smile to cover my embarrassment.

"Uh... I, I was just planning to help you pick up the dirty clothes and put them in the washing machine."

Ethan looked at me with suspicion and remained silent. After a few seconds, he nodded.

"Don't bother you, I'll take it back and wash it myself."

As he said that, he was about to reach out to take the underwear and nightgown from the dirty clothes basket, and I quickly grabbed his hand.

"No trouble, isn't there a water outage at your home? There's no water to wash it when you take it back, so I'll wash it for you."

His hands were big and his fingers were long, but the touch was delicate and warm, which made me very fascinated.

But Ethan seemed to have been electrocuted, and immediately pulled his hand back, looking away from my overly dangerous eyes with some discomfort.

"Well... OK, thank you."

I finally breathed a sigh of relief. If he found out that I had ejaculated all over his underwear, I wasn't sure if he would beat me up.

After all, at least in my opinion now, he was still a straight man, not a homosexual.

And the reason why I insisted on him leaving his dirty clothes was that I wanted to appreciate his underwear with his strong masculine scent.

After taking a shower, he didn't wear a robe again, but changed into a pair of loose gray sweatpants and a tight white T-shirt.

The crotch of his sweatpants was bulging, and I fantasized about the huge male size hidden under the sweatpants, and was full of desire again.

I think if it was any boy in the town that I had played with before, I could pounce on him without hesitation and have crazy sex with him.

But facing Ethan, I still hesitated. I restrained myself. He didn't seem like a toy that I could play with at will.

I want to get him, openly, and seduce him with my charm and my evil until he is willing to take the bait.

After Ethan left, I took out his underwear mixed with my semen again. I didn't want to put it in the washing machine immediately, but took it back to the room.

I imagined Ethan's naked body that I saw from the small hole in the bathroom again, his strong chest muscles, his abdomen with eight-pack abs, and the huge size of his lower body, and then unzipped his pants.

I held his underwear in my hand and wrapped it around my lower body, while imagining the feeling of being fucked by him, I masturbated crazily until I ejaculated on his underwear again.

Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night. All night, I imagined the scene of having sex with Ethan and masturbated countless times until I fell asleep at dawn.

The next day, while Ethan and Miranda went to work, I quietly opened the water valve from the basement again.

The conspiracy to seduce Ethan to take a shower only needs to be used once. If I use it too many times, he will definitely notice it. I can't lose him at the beginning.

In the evening, the two of them came back from get off work together. I pretended to be in the yard to tidy up the lawn and greeted them, and told them that the water pipe had been repaired.

Miranda was still enthusiastic and proactive. She smiled and thanked me.

"Thank you so much, Michael. I didn't expect it to be fixed so quickly. I thought it would take a week."

"You're welcome. The work efficiency in our small town is still good."

When I talked to Michael, my eyes were always on Ethan next to me, trying to catch his eyes that noticed me.

Then, I was disappointed. Ethan was staring at his phone and reading some messages, and didn't pay any attention to me.

I wanted to take the initiative to say hello to Ethan, but he quickly passed Michael and walked towards his house, which made me very disappointed.

Miranda shrugged her shoulders and apologized to me.

"I hope you don't mind. Today in college... Ethan encountered some problems..."

"Oh, that's okay. I understand. Some students always like to make some troubles..."

I was bored and perfunctory with Miranda. My attention was not on her at all. My eyes were still looking at Ethan's back.

I didn't have any intersection with Ethan today, which made me very irritated after waiting for a day. At night, I lay in bed and tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

Suddenly, I heard waves of painful and pleasant moans from a woman next door, followed by a suppressed roar from a man.

Soon, I understood what happened next door. Ethan and Miranda were having sex!

Damn, Miranda, that slut, actually screamed so loudly. This really made me so jealous. Why wasn't it me who had sex with Ethan?

I tossed and turned in bed more frequently. I tried to plug my ears with noise-canceling earplugs, but my ears couldn't hear it, and my heart could hear it. I was going crazy.

I suddenly remembered something, and quickly took out a chisel and a hammer from the toolbox, and started hammering while the two of them were having sex.

Soon, I knocked off a piece of the bedroom wall tile, revealing the old cement layer inside that was already a little bit damaged.

I used the chisel to carefully chisel the cement layer a little bit, and also made a small hole in the bedroom wall.

Then, the scene of Ethan and Miranda having sex naked was completely exposed in front of me.

This small hole was near the top of the bed. I clearly knew that their room had a layer of dark wallpaper, and it would definitely not be found if I didn't look carefully.

Ethan's lower body was very swollen, and now it was inserted fiercely into Miranda's body. Miranda's expression was very intoxicated.

I was so hot that I finally couldn't help but take off my pants. I cursed Miranda for having sex with the man I liked, and watched them start masturbating crazily.

I forgot to mention that I didn’t wash Ethan’s underwear last night, and it was covered with my semen. I kept it under my pillow, and now, I ejaculated on his underwear again.