My Girlfriend's Godmother and Her Secret Kinks

As Ms. Johnston got closer to me, her whole body felt unbearably hot. Because she was moving too quickly, just as she reached the doorway, her foot suddenly slipped.

Seeing she was about to fall, I quickly reached out and caught her. The moment my hand touched her arm, I felt her whole body shudder.

Her face flushed as she blurted, "You rascal! What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you not to come in here?" As she spoke, her body leaned even closer into mine.

Holding her like this felt completely different from holding Marissa. I couldn't help but let my hand around her waist slide lower, settling against her back.

Ms. Johnston seemed incredibly sensitive. I could feel her body trembling nonstop. Still, with her cheeks flushed, she lightly pushed against me.

As I supported her, she ended up pushing me against the doorway. We were nearly face to face, our bodies pressed tightly against each other. The figure that had stirred me earlier was now in my arms, making it impossible for me not to react.

Ms. Johnston clearly felt it too. The flush had already spread from her face all the way to her ears.

Biting her lower lip, she reached back and locked the storage room door. Then, she looked at me, her gaze flickering with uncertainty. "Let go of me. Do you know what this looks like? I'm your girlfriend's godmother."

Despite her words, she didn't move away. Instead, she remained pressed tightly against me.

That made my eyes light up. I didn't miss a chance to take advantage of the situation. "Ms. Johnston, I'm not trying to take advantage of you. In fact, I'm helping you. You looked pretty lonely just now. And you were even using that toy—"

Before I could finish, her neck flushed red. "What are you talking about? I… Actually, I—"

Without giving her a chance to explain, I chuckled and said, "Ms. Johnston, you don't have to explain. I get it. After all, there are so many toys in here."

At that, she fell silent.

I didn't let go. Instead, my hands continued to wander over her. Soon, I noticed her body going weak, almost unable to handle it. She stopped resisting me.

I knew it. Now that I'd discovered her secret, she had no choice but to submit to me. Otherwise, there was no way this curvy, alluring woman in my arms would be this compliant.

Heat surged through me as I prepared to take things further…

Suddenly, someone called from outside. "Hello, Jenna? Are you in there? I want to buy a pack of cigarettes. It's me, Bobby!"

Hearing that, Ms. Johnston was visibly startled. Her face turned pale. She used all her strength to push me away and break free from my arms.

But it was obvious that my young, strong body, combined with my wandering hands just now, had clearly gotten to her. As she stepped away, her pale legs were still trembling slightly beneath the slit of her red dress.

"Charlie, listen to me…"

Now that her secret was exposed, she didn't even call me "rascal" anymore.

"I… I'm already 40 years old. I'm divorced, and yes, I do get lonely sometimes. But don't take it the wrong way. I'm not that kind of woman. I just… I just like collecting things. Those toys… I just bought them to look at. I've never used them."

After saying that, she glanced toward the customer waiting outside, her eyes filled with a hint of pleading. "Can you keep this a secret for me? Don't worry. As long as you keep quiet about this, I'll give you some money to spend. I'll even put in a good word for you with Marissa. What do you say?"