Chapter 5 A Convincing Act

• It wasn't my fault that we were in this situation.
• Her body smelled so nice beneath me, pushing me to the brink of my control. I believed no man would be able to resist themselves in such a situation.
• However, before I could touch her, Thelma's expression darkened and turned stern. She suddenly raised her hand and slapped my face with a loud smack.
• I was stunned and stared at her dumbly. I could not understand what was wrong with her.
• Thelma glanced at the door and lowered her voice. "You scoundrel. Have you forgotten that we are only husband and wife in name? You are not to touch me. What are you doing?"
• I didn't forget that we were only husband and wife in name.
• "But you…"
• "Shh…" Thelma pressed her index finger to her lips and pointed to the door.
• I instinctively glanced toward where she pointed. My eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness and saw the gap below the door. I could clearly see a shadow there.
• "My mother is outside the door, listening in on us. Do you understand?" Thelma whispered.
• I finally understood Thelma wanted to put up an act to fool Lauren.
• "Hmm… Ah…"
• A second later, I heard strange noises from Thelma. Her expression was weird too, so I stared at her and asked, "What are you doing?"
• Thelma blushed and answered, "Don't you know what I'm doing? Make some noise. Otherwise, it won't be convincing."
• I said with annoyance, "Goodness. Weren't you married before this? How can you not know this? Who would fall for that kind of voice? It's too fake."
• Thelma's voice was… How should I describe it? It sounded like she was reading from a script and completely devoid of any emotions.
• Hearing that kind of tone, any person who ever had sex would instantly know it was fake.
• I heard Thelma had three husbands before this. How could she not understand something like this?
• Then, I noticed Thelma's face had flushed even redder as she glared at me. "Are you saying you are an expert in this?"
• I replied excitedly, "Of course, I was famous throughout the streets. There's no one who doesn't know Machine Gun Reuben."
• "Tsk." Thelma looked at me with disdain.
• After a moment, she whispered, "Since you are so experienced, why don't you do it?"
• I nodded with satisfaction and pointed to her body. Indicating that she should lie face down on the bed.
• Thelma was unhappy with my request, but she still did as I asked. She turned around and lay with her face down.
• Then, I raised my palm and smacked on Thelma's upturned bum.
• "Ah…"
• She immediately turned to glare at me. "What are you doing? Why did you hit me?"
• Her voice sounded sensual just now. It would definitely fool anyone who heard her. Otherwise, there was nothing else I could do. That was the excuse I gave her. In actuality, I smacked her bum as payback against her for slapping me.
• "How dare you hit my butt?" Thelma's face was still flushed. She was embarrassed and furious. However, she did not have much experience in this matter, so she thought I was telling the truth. It made her even more frustrated.
• "What about you? Don't you need to make some noise too?" Thelma asked.
• I considered for a bit and knew her voice alone was not enough. If we wanted it to be convincing, I needed to add a man's grunting voice and the sound of the bed shaking. Thus, I couldn't only slap her bum. I needed to do more.
• "What else do we need to do?" Thelma looked at me with wide eyes and seemed like an innocent girl as she asked me this question.
• "We need to do this." I pressed myself against her body and shook the bed for a while.
• Thelma opened her mouth and could not resist letting out a moan.
• Then, she glared at me furiously. She was obviously unhappy with what I was doing.
• However, since she needed to fool her mother outside the room, she did not dare to lose her temper.
• I shrugged and said, "It's up to you whether you want to do this. I have no other way."
• Thelma had no choice but to nod embarrassedly.
• To be honest, it was not easy doing this.
• Not only did I have to act. I also had to make it sound convincing.
• The act seemed to disgust Thelma. She took out her phone and began typing on it. I was not sure whether she was chatting with someone, but she did cooperate and made noises from time to time.
• Initially, I had to keep slapping her bum, but my slaps gradually became lighter.
• Suddenly, Thelma turned to me with a frown and said softly, "Hey, it's nearly done, right?"
• I replied, "Far from it. I can do this for more than one hour."
• Unfortunately, Thelma did not let me do it for more than one hour. She glanced sideways and noticed the shadow below the door gap had disappeared. Thus, she turned around and kicked my belly, sending me off the bed.
• She looked at me with undisguised hatred. "You men are disgusting…"
• My belly hurt. I placed my hand on it and stood up.
• Although she was a woman, she had kicked hard, making my face twitch with pain.
• "Scram! Get away from me. Don't let me see you again! You disgust me!" Thelma scolded and pulled the blanket to cover herself.
• I had no choice but to grit my teeth and rush to the corridor at the bathroom.
• I was merely a tool that Thelma could kick away once she no longer needed me. Thus, there was no way she would allow me to sleep in bed with her.
• The floor was cold. I could only take a towel from the bathroom and wrap it around me.
• The act was over for now, and Thelma's problem was resolved.
• However, my problem still remained.
• Damn it, that woman!
• As I grumbled in my mind, I suddenly noticed the laundry basket in the bathroom. There lay the clothes Thelma had taken off during her bath. Her black stockings were laid on top. I could not look away from them.