282 Chapter 282: You Wouldn’t Understand (1/2)

When Fannie arrived home, she saw that Nate was no longer on the couch, so she went from room to room, calling his name, and it wasn't until she reached the kitchen that she found him. He was wearing an apron around his waist, holding a rag in one hand, and a mop in hand. Fannie looked at him, and she was confused. ”What are you doing?” she wondered. ”I better not have come home for nothing!”

”What do you think I'm doing?” Nate hissed. ”This house is a mess, and the mess is all yours. There are make-up and bottles all over the place!”

Fanny picked up a bottle and laughed in his face. ”This isn't garbage,” she said, ”It is a beautiful art. Postmodern. You wouldn't understand.”

”Don't make a joke about this!” Nate snapped. ”This is not funny. Some of your cosmetics contain lead, which can be poisonous.”

”Alright,” Fannie said. ”I will check my make-up, but I will not clean up!”

”All make-up is poison!” Nate growled.

Fannie's face turned red as her good humor turned to anger. ”You don't know what you're talking about!” she shouted. ”All women wear make-up. It is not poison. You should see how beautiful Kylie looks with her make-up on. Her skin is smooth. My skin is dry, but she is showing me what to do so that my skin is moist too!”

”Where did you learn this nonsense?” Nate cried. There was an underlying context to her words that he did not appreciate hearing about from his sister.

”Nonsense?” Fannie chucked. She was half-drunk, and her inhibitions were mostly gone. Suddenly, she embraced Nate and kissed him on the mouth. ”If you want,” she chuckled. ”you could moisturize my skin in the way that God intended a man to moisturize a woman's skin. If you do that, maybe I won't need Kylie to show me anything at all.”

Nate felt like he was going to throw up. ”Get away from me,” he said.

Fannie did not let him go through. Instead, she looked him in the eye and said, ”If you are worried that I might fall in love with you, don't. I won't!”

Hearing her words, Nate's heart began to beat fast. Her words were completely unexpected. Surely, there were times when he'd gone out of his way to peek in on her when she was changing or bathing, but that had been pure fantasy, upon which he'd never hoped to act.

”It would be mechanical, but pleasurable,” Fannie added. ”We don't even like each other that much, but that doesn't mean that we shouldn't get off on each other and get some practice in for when we find true love. Can't you see how good this could be for both of us?”

Without waiting for a response, Fannie went up on her tippy toes and kissed him again; this time more passionately than the last, and once he started kissing her back, she forced her tongue into his mouth and sucked his tongue into her mouth.

Nate pulled Fanny closer to him until he could feel her pert breasts pressed against his chest. After a few more minutes, Fanny pulled away. Nate was about to protest, but then he saw the intention in her eyes. He smiled as she took his hand and led him to her room. His cock was as hard as a rock and any inhibitions he'd had quickly wasted away.

Once they'd reached the top of the stairs, Nate scooped Fanny up in his arms and carried her over the threshold that opened in her room. He gently laid her out on the bed, and then he went back to close and lock the door.