Cohabitation With My Ex-Husband

It's been a while since there's *** sign on titles xD

You know what it means, so... enjoy it, i guess xD

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Michael's eyes widened when he heard what Sarah had just said. The expression on his face showed that he was shocked.

Sarah wants him to comfort her?

It didn't take long for Michael to understand what she meant. Even though he is currently under the influence of alcohol. His brain can still work properly and Michael knew the comfort Sarah meant was sex.

The woman wants to have sex with him!

Unknowingly, his lower body slightly reacted hearing that very pleasant offer.

It was a pleasant-sounding offer, and under his usual circumstances, Michael would have obeyed and comforted her.

However, Michael had doubts. He didn't hesitate because he didn't want to sleep with her, but because Sarah wasn't herself right now.

The woman was under the influence of alcohol and Michael didn't want to have sex with her when the next day Sarah probably wouldn't remember, or worse, she regretted it.

He noticed that even though Sarah let him hold her hand, or even hug her, there was something a little different about her when she looked at him.

It was very different when they were dating, or married. Michael couldn't really explain it, but he realized that Sarah's heart wasn't entirely for him.

There was also that auburn-haired attorney who seemed to be her love rival.

"Why are you just keeping quiet?" Sarah asked, snapping Michael out of his slightly distracted thoughts.

"You don't want to comfort me?" she said in a low voice. "Am I no longer attractive because I have two kids, Michael?" Sarah asked, looking at Michael sadly.

Usually Sarah doesn't really care about her appearance, especially after she has two kids. Her focus is no longer on her appearance, but on how to dress her kids.

She thought she didn't care anymore. It seemed the influence of the alcohol made her realize that she was still thinking about that too. Especially after seeing Michael who was doubtful even though she had asked for it.

Michael didn't answer the question. He tilted his head and kissed Sarah's lips.

That was the answer to the woman's stupid question.

Sarah is still so attractive, and so seductive. He wouldn't let her think that he wasn't interested in her appearance at all.

The kiss lasted long enough, they used their tongues, and sucked and bit each other's lips.

As soon as the kiss broke because they were running out of oxygen, a small moan escaped Sarah's lips as Michael's lips moved to her neck and explored her

"Sshh.... Michael... It tickles... haha!" Sarah said with a chuckle as she felt Michael's tongue brush against her neck and moaned again when it touched her sensitive part.

"Ahhh... what are you doing!" Sarah said patting Michael on the shoulder when she felt Michael sucking hard on her neck, like he was about to make a hickey.

Michael finally broke the kiss on Sarah's neck and smiled broadly when he saw the mark he had just given. It wasn't as red as he'd like, but at least there was a mark on her neck.

While Sarah just pouted to see Michael who smiled like a fool.

Suddenly, Michael stood up and grabbed Sarah's hands, telling her to get up too. After Sarah stood up, Michael put his hands on Sarah's waist and lifted her up.

A small scream escaped Sarah's lips as Michael picked her up as easily as he had picked up the kids and made her sit on the dining table.

Michael then stood in front of Sarah, his hands now down to hold the woman's buttocks. Sarah then opened her legs, letting Michael stand between her thighs and wrapped her arms around Michael's neck.

The two looked at each other again without saying anything. There was a desire that shone in their eyes. Without waiting any longer, the two kissed again passionately. It was as if they were never satisfied to kiss each other on the lips. It was like an opium they hadn't felt in a long time.

While still kissing, Michael suddenly released his hand that was holding Sarah's buttocks. HIs one hand moved to the woman's back, while one hand rested on the table. Slowly, Michael began to push his body to push Sarah's body too and finally lay down on the place they used to eat every day.

Michael then broke the kiss, and this time moved to Sarah's neck again, exploring her neck again. He still remembered that it was one of the sensitive points of the woman who had once been his wife.

A small moan escaped Sarah's lips, enjoying every kiss and lick Michael gave to her sensitive spot.

Michael then pulled his hand that was holding Sarah's back, then while kissing her neck, the hand grabbed the hem of Sarah's loose shirt and pulled it up to her neck, but he didn't take it off.

Michael's head then moved away from Sarah's neck, and looked at Sarah's chest which seemed to be a little different from the last time he remembered. However, it still looks seductive. Especially with the tip that look hard.

"Suck it..." Sarah asked, looking at Michael with a face that was still red and looked full of lust.

Without waiting any longer, Michael's head dropped back down and put his tongue in the place where the milk was coming out for his kids. He licked it, teasing the tip of the chest.

"Ahhh..." a moan escaped Sarah's lips when she felt Michael's lick, then the man's lips that devoured her chest and sucked it hard. It reminded Sarah of her kids.

"Hihihi, you're like Raphael and Gabriel," Sarah said, laughing a little as she saw Michael sucking it hungrily.

Michael looked at Sarah and saw that she was smiling. It seemed he was right, now Sarah wasn't acting like herself. She's drunk.

Sarah's hand then held Michael's head, as if telling him to stay there.

Meanwhile, Michael's other hand is now holding Sarah's chest and then squeezing it gently. Again, it feels different from the last time he remembered, but it still excited him.

For a moment, Michael remained in that position, and small moans escaped Sarah's lips, indicating that she really enjoyed what the man was doing.

After being satisfied playing with one chest, Michael now moved to the other chest, then replaced his left hand which had been supporting his body with his right hand.

His left hand then touched Sarah's left chest, squeezed it slightly, then slowly descended downwards, touching her navel until he finally touched Sarah's pants.

"Ahhh... it tickles..." Sarah laughs in between her moans when she feels Michael's hand running down her body.

Sarah's pants weren't an obstacle for Michael's left hand, he easily went inside, then again found an obstacle that didn't stop him at all, and it didn't take long for the hand to find what it was looking for.

It was Sarah's entrance.

The hand stroked right at the front door, making Sarah's moans come out even more, then finally one finger went inside the doorway, and began to move back and forth.

"Ahhh... Michaelll.... Shhh...." Sarah moaned when she felt Michael had two fingers in there.

Michael's head then lifted and kissed Sarah's slightly parted lips.

"You're so wet," Michael whispered softly with a smile as he felt his fingers getting wet with Sarah's juice.

Sarah didn't answer and just let out a moan, enjoying Michael's fingers down there which seemed to be doing a good job.

Michael then pulled back his left hand and pulled his hand out of Sarah's pants. He then crouched down in front of Sarah and his hands gripped the hem of Sarah's pants, ready to pull them up so he could see her intimate parts.

However, Sarah suddenly held Michael's hands, then changed her position to a sitting position.

Michael looked at Sarah with a confused look, but also full of questions. What does it mean?

Did Sarah want to end this, after she teased him and made his body part under there harden?

He knew Sarah was drunk at the moment, and probably did this because of the effects of the alcohol. However, isn't it too late to stop this?

"Don't do that here," Sarah said, her face red and her chest still showing because her shirt wasn't down.

Michael's expression was still confused, didn't understand what Sarah was saying, it took him a while to figure out what the woman meant because she said nothing after stopped him.

"Ah, you don't want to do it at the dinner table?" asked Michael who finally understood what she meant.

Sarah nodded.

Well... now that Michael thinks about it, they never did that at the dinner table even when they were married, or living together six years ago.

"Then let's go to your room," Michael said and stood up.

Sarah shook her head, leaving Michael confused again. If Sarah doesn't want to do it in the bedroom, then where?

Does she want to do it in the living room?

"Let's do it in OUR room."