Chapter 38
When Elena’s soft hand touched Karl’s cheek, he felt a twinge of pain. But she didn’t pull away, instead caressing his cheek gently, her gaze full of genuine concern. "Karl, what’s really going on? You look like you got hit by a truck," her voice trembled slightly, showing how worried she was.
Karl quickly stepped back, trying to hide his bruised face. "I’m fine, just a tiny issue, no need to worry, Elena," he replied with a forced smile. He hoped to convince Elena not to ask any further.
But Elena didn’t give up. She stepped closer again, her eyes unwavering on Karl’s face. "You know, Karl, I know you, I know you’re a good guy. You’re not the type to get into random fights. There’s something you’re hiding, and I just want to make sure you’re okay," she said, her voice warm and full of love.
Karl could feel the sincerity behind Elena’s words. There was something more than just ordinary neighborly concern in the way she looked at him, as if there were deep feelings surfacing without Karl’s knowledge, from when they hooked up before. "Elena, really, I can handle it on my own. I don’t want to bother you."
Elena let out a soft sigh, but her smile remained. "You never bother me, Karl. In fact, I’d feel guilty if I let you suffer alone. You know, I will always here for you," she said softly, and there was a hint of emotion implied in her eyes.
Karl felt a bit awkward, not used to receiving this kind of attention, especially from someone like Elena. She wasn’t just a neighbor, but someone else’s wife whom he had bang before. He remembered the softness of Elena’s boobs, the hip gyrations, and the warmth of her lips.
"Thank you, Elena. I truly appreciate your concern," Karl finally surrendered to Elena’s goodness.
Elena smiled warmly and stepped closer, unabashedly hugging Karl gently. "You know, if anything hurts you, I’ll always be there for you. I don’t want to see you suffer, Karl. Not now, not ever."
Karl muttered inwardly. "What is this? Do I have to play a role again? Damn, her boobs are making me hard."
Elena’s embrace brought a foreign warmth to Karl. There was something genuine and pure in the way Elena hugged him, as if a long-forgotten feeling arose, a feeling he knew from his childhood.
A mother’s love emerged in Elena’s hug, but that mother’s love made Karl horny and want to bang the woman who gave that mother’s love to him.