NOVEL WEB Chapter 152: Cheeks that Claps!
But of course, like earlier, her body had other plans. Her ass cheeks bounced with every step, smacking together with a loud clap, clap, clap.
Juliana froze mid-step, eyes wide. The sound echoed around the room, louder than a standing ovation.
"Are you kidding me right now?!"
She whispered, her face burning with embarrassment. She tried to take another step, slower this time, but her ass cheeks still jiggled and clapped, like they were applauding her terrible stealth skills.
She glared over her shoulder at her own backside.
"Seriously, can you not? Just five minutes. Five fucking minutes without making noise!"
She gave her butt a warning smack, but all it did was make her flesh jiggle even more.
The clapping continued as she shuffled to the wardrobe, her face twisted in frustration and arousal. Damn her fat ass... and damn Artis for making her this horny.
She was so wound up, her body was betraying her at every turn.
But no matter how embarrassing it was, she wasn't about to give up. Not when she was this close to getting what she needed... and maybe finding something fun to wear for her "date" later.
With one last jiggle and clap, she reached the wardrobe, her heart pounding with anticipation.
"Now," she muttered, gripping the handle, "let's see what little Nadia's been hiding..."
Juliana opened the wardrobe like she was defusing a bomb, careful not to make a single sound.
Her eyes widened as she took in the collection of sexy clothes hanging inside.
"Damn, Nadia... didn't know you were packing heat like this."
Black lace lingerie that looked like it could cause a heart attack, a red gown with a slit so high it could double as a belt, a blue one-piece that would barely contain an ass cheek, and a green robe so tight it might as well be painted on.
Juliana's jaw dropped.
"I'm almost proud... but also slightly concerned. Where the hell's she wearing this?!"
But then she saw it—the jackpot. A stunning dark blue kimono dress with delicate flower patterns. It was elegant, sexy, and just the right amount of "come-hither" without screaming "I'm desperate." Perfect.
Without hesitation, she grabbed the kimono, closed the wardrobe, and tiptoed toward the door. She was just about to make her daring escape when...
CLAP!
Her ass cheeks smacked together with a sound so loud, she almost jumped out of her skin. She froze, wide-eyed, her heart pounding in her chest.
For a second, she wondered if someone had just clapped in approval of her thievery.
She glanced at the bathroom door, half-expecting Nadia to burst out in a towel, but the whistling continued. She let out a relieved sigh.
"Phew... false alarm. Just my damn fat ass trying to sabotage me."
She took another step.
CLAP!
"Oh, come on!"
She hissed, her cheeks (both sets) burning with embarrassment. Her ass cheeks were so thick and jiggly that even sneaking was impossible.
"Seriously?! Can't you just behave for one damn minute?"
She whispered angrily at her own rear.
"What the hell was that? Who's there?"
Nadia's voice rang out from behind the door as the water stopped.
Juliana's eyes went wide with panic. She moved faster than she thought possible, her ass still clapping like applause at a strip club as she bolted out the door and gently shut it behind her.
Once safely outside, she leaned against the wall, panting.
"Damn... my ass nearly got me busted."
She muttered, glancing down at the kimono in her hands. She couldn't help but grin.
"Worth it."
She gave her own butt a light smack, causing it to jiggle rebelliously.
"You're trouble... but at least you're cute."
With that, she hurried off, clutching the stolen dress, her heart racing with excitement.
But she froze mid-step, the stolen kimono clutched in her hands like she was a kid caught with her hand in the cookie jar.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at the tornado-ravaged room she'd left behind in her desperate search for a sexy dress, was her husband, Lui.
The same husband who had watched another man plow his wife like a field in spring. And not only had he watched... he'd jerked off to it.
She could practically feel the awkwardness radiating off him like heat from a furnace.
He was staring at the disaster area with a look somewhere between confusion and PTSD. Without looking at her, he muttered...
"I... wh-what happened here? Did he... did he come back for a second round?"
His voice was a shaky whisper, laced with shame and something else Juliana didn't want to identify.
Juliana's face flushed bright pink.
"Wh-what? No! I was just... um... looking for a dress."
She stammered, holding up the kimono like it was evidence in a crime scene.
Lui's eyes narrowed as he took in the elegant, sexy dress.
"Where are you going wearing that?" His voice cracked a little, but he was trying hard to sound normal.
Juliana looked away, cheeks burning.
"He... uh... he asked me on a date... so... uh..."
A date. Right. With the man who had plowed her so thoroughly last night that she was still feeling deliciously sore.
A date with the man who had made her scream so loud she was surprised the neighbors hadn't called the guards.
Lui's face went beet red. He swallowed hard, his pants getting tighter just thinking about it.
"A... a date?"
His voice wavered, a mix of jealousy, humiliation, and... arousal?
Juliana's heart raced as she glanced at him. He looked so conflicted, his face a mix of shame and excitement.
The thought of her going out with Artis, wearing that sexy kimono, knowing full well that she'd probably end up bent over in some alley getting fucked senseless again... it was clearly getting to him.
A date? With step mom and step son?
The step son who railed the step mom in front of the step dad, while the later jerked off! It was turning gears inside Lui's mind and for some reason, he was getting more and more aroused.