ushernet Chapter 228 Michael had finally lost his temper... Part2
Chapter 228 Michael had finally lost his temper... Part2
As I watched Betty and Michael enter the room, my fists clenched tightly.
Especially when Michael kissed Betty, it felt like my heart was bleeding.
That scene unlocked all the memories I had tried to bury, reopening wounds that felt even more painful than before.
The room fell into a brief silence, giving me a rare moment to think.
Although Betty and Michael didn't exchange many words, I noticed a significant change in their relationship compared to two years ago.
Back then, Michael's approach to Betty was often playful and needy, constantly calling her "mommy" in a childlike manner.
But recently, I realized Michael hadn't called her "mommy" at all.
Was this intentional or just an oversight?
Perhaps, deep down, Michael wanted to shift their relationship dynamics.
If he continued addressing her as "mommy," it would permanently cast their relationship in a maternal light.
Maybe he was subtly altering their dynamic, like slowly boiling a frog.
If I could notice this, wouldn't Betty notice as well?
Yet, she said nothing, making her seem like a stranger to me.
I recalled the past, and it seemed impossible for things to have reached this point.
What could have driven Betty back into Michael's arms?
If their sexual relationship pained me, Betty's betrayal was even more excruciating, completely blindsiding me.
Glancing at the clock, it was now 3:42 PM. Your journey continues at My Virtual Library Empire
Time was ticking closer to when Betty needed to be home.
Watching her primp in front of the mirror, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Given her cautious nature, she wouldn't take risks.
If their affair continued, there would be other opportunities, so missing one day wouldn't matter.
Betty would likely skip having sex with Michael today.
Considering the time needed for undressing, foreplay, and Michael's stamina, they wouldn't finish in under an hour.
I had only been away for a few weeks; what had changed to make Betty so unrecognizable?
Could it be that during the two years Michael was supposedly away, they had been in contact, or perhaps Michael had been coming back secretly, never telling me but always informing Betty?
This chilling thought made me wonder if they had been deceiving me for two years, not just the recent weeks.
My hands clenched as I grappled with the pain and humiliation.
The betrayal by my wife and son, the two people closest to me, made me feel like a fool.
I had no concrete evidence of their contact over those two years, just suspicions, but I treated my suspicions as fact because nothing else could explain what I was seeing on the screen.
In the video, Betty had just removed her panties and was bending over the couch, waiting for Michael's approach.
Michael stood there dumbfounded, staring at Betty's exposed private parts, seemingly overwhelmed.
His crotch, however, betrayed his arousal, forming a noticeable bulge in his pants as if it might tear through the fabric at any moment.
Michael's stunned reaction was understandable; he hadn't anticipated Betty's provocative pose.
"What are you doing?" Betty finally turned her head to look at Michael after a long silence.
She sounded both shaky and annoyed, aware of where Michael had been looking.
Perhaps she could feel his gaze roaming over her exposed anus and vagina, which only added to her embarrassment.
Yet, the continuous secretion of her vaginal fluids suggested she might be excited by his admiration.
Hearing Betty's voice seemed to snap Michael out of his daze.
He glanced at the clock—it was 3:31 PM.
Michael hurriedly began to undress, fumbling with his clothes due to the lack of time.
He initially tried to unbutton his shirt but, perhaps to save time or out of impatience, he decided against it and instead quickly unbuckled his belt.
As he tried to pull down his pants, he let out a pained yelp.
"Ouch..." Michael's penis was fully erect, tightly constrained by his pants.
In his haste, he had hurt himself trying to pull down his pants without accommodating his erection.
He gasped and, through his pants, tenderly touched his penis.
Betty turned back to look at him, her eyes flickering with a mix of shyness and a faint fascination as she saw Michael caressing his large erection.