[Shrouded]

I really couldn't fall asleep in that position, and thankfully there were not much impure thoughts running through my mind at that point of time and I managed to stay flaccid.

Her way of coping was weird, and it kind of reminded me of Alicia just wanting me to hug her to sleep, and eventually it led to a lot more than that, but I guess everyone copes differently?

June was a pretty sound sleeper, or perhaps she was really tired. Despite her hand being on my crotch, she didn't subconsciously try to squeeze it or anything, and neither was she the type who would fidget and rub her nipples against me. In fact, it was me who was trying really hard not to move even though I felt pins and needles and numbness creeping up on me. I wouldn't want to unintentionally arouse her and give her the wrong idea.

In the end, after about an hour of cuddling, she finally released me and rolled over. I heaved a sigh of relief and pulled the blanket over her and got off the bed. She stirred awake.

J: Don't go.

Me: Just going to get a drink.

J: Come back ok?

Me: Ok.

I waited for her to fall asleep again before I quietly made my way to the kitchen. After getting my drink I headed back to the room and caught sight of her phone.

A wild idea crossed my mind. There was an opportunity for me to find out who the guy was, and possibly warn others about him if she really decided not to make a report in the end. Unfortunately, her phone was pin-locked and I couldn't figure out the code.

I replaced the phone and contemplated heading to the living room sofa but got a huge shock when June suddenly sat up. It was like some horror movie scene.

J: Can you come to bed since you're back?

Thankfully she didn't catch me trying to check her phone.

I got into bed again and she turned, facing her back to me. I slid my arm under her neck again.

J: Feels weird. Can you go from under my arm?

Me: Huh?

She sat up, wrapped my arms around her from behind and lay back down, placing my hands on her tummy. I could feel her underboob brushing against my arms.

Me: How is this comfortable for you?

J: It is.

Me: Well it's not for me.

J: Oh.

Me: Can I just go under your neck?

J: How are you going to hug me then?

I demonstrated.

J: Oh. By going over my boobs. Smart move.

Me: Well my arms aren't that long.

J: Where will your hand be otherwise?

Me: Just stretched out.

J: And your other hand?

I placed it on her hip, with my hand resting on her thigh/butt area. She immediately tensed up.

J: Woah. Don't do that.

I moved my hand.

Me: Sorry.

J: I mean if you want to, tell me first.

Me: Didn't mean to.

J: And you're getting hard. I felt it twitch.

Me: Yeah. This was a bad idea.

J: Nah. I'll just face you. Like just now.

Me: I couldn't really sleep that way.

She flipped over and pulled me closer, pressing her hand on my crotch again.

J: Amazing. It's soft again.

Me: It's not going to be if you keep touching it!

J: Oops. I really just want to be hugged.

Me: Then stop touching me.

She removed her hand and snuggled onto my chest again.

I guess I should probably try to get used to this position. It seemed really comfortable/comforting for her, and I probably should try to be as accommodating as I could.

Eventually I guess I did fall asleep as when I woke up the next morning, it felt like a great burden had been lifted off me. Literally. June was already awake and sitting on the chair, watching me. At least she had gotten dressed this time.

J: You aren't really violent.

Me: Oh shit. Did I grope you or something.

J: Nah. I'm amazed you lasted so long. My husband usually can't take it after a few minutes.

Me: My arm probably needs to be amputated already.

J: Anyway….can I borrow these clothes? I forgot to hang my wet clothes to dry last night.

Me: Wait. You're intending on going home without underwear?

J: I don't have a choice right?

Me: Let me see if-

J: Don't be stupid. Where are you going to find a bra that fits me? And I'm not wearing someone else's panties.

Me: Maybe can squeeze you into a B cup. Haha.

J: No way.

Me: How about a jacket?

J: I have a jacket in the car. Don't worry.

Me: Ok. Do you want breakfast or something?

J: I'm good. I'll go home now.

Me: Are you feeling better?

J: Yes.

Me: That's good.

J: Next time don't anyhow touch my phone ok?

Me: Huh?

J: You took my phone last night when I was asleep. Why?

Me: How did you know?

J: I never ever place my phone face down. But it was face down when I woke up. But I notice you place yours face down.

Me: Damn. Yeah. It's a habit. I hate the lights waking me up due to notifications.

J: I already told you to drop the matter. I will decide if I'm going to report it. Can you not piss me off?

Me: Sorry.

J: I know you mean well, but just drop it please.

Me: Ok.

J: And I know you're going to write about this. Do not, and I emphasize, do not sensationalize it. I made a stupid mistake and I deserve it. Don't go and write until I'm some victim.

Me: You are a victim.

J: Yes, but don't make it seem like the whole world needs to go after that guy and pity me. I'll deal with this on my own.

Me: You need to tell your husband too.

J: I know.

Me: Are you afraid of how he'll react?

J: A little. He can be very impulsive sometimes. Just look at how he broke two government bonds without thinking of the consequences.

Me: Well…

J: Anyway thanks again. I'll return the clothes after I've washed them.

Me: Sure. Let me get dressed and walk you to the car.

I quickly put on a top and escorted her to her car.

As expected, there was a note on the car from security about overnight parking. At least they were doing their job.

June unlocked the car and turned around, her arms outstretched.

J: Hug?

Me: Friendly one right?

J: I don't mind an unfriendly one going by your definition. You're very nice to hug.

Me: What's your definition then?

J: Of an unfriendly hug?

Me: Yeah.

J: One where you're touching me all over while hugging me.

Me: Our definitions are very very different.

J: My fwb does unfriendly hugs really well. Haha.

Me: Good to know.

I moved forward and hugged her for more than 5 seconds, only letting go when she released me around probably around a minute.

She got into the car.

J: Thanks again. I'll chat with you soon.

I waited till she drove off before heading back up.

I was considering going back to bed as it was still only 8am but after tossing and turning for a couple of minutes I decided to watch some TV.

Around 9am June texted me.

J: Erm. Husband's really pissed. Can you talk to him?

Me: Me?

J: He doesn't believe what I told him. He thinks it's you who did this.

Me: Why would he believe me if I'm the one telling him?

J: Can you just talk to him?

Me: Sure?

J: Can you activate your telegram call function?

Me: Why don't I just give you my number?

J: Then you'll know my number too…

Me: We're way past that stage. 9XXXXXXX.

J: Ok fine.

She called me almost instantly and I answered.

June's husband: MOTHER FUCKER WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY WIFE???

Me: Calm down bro. It wasn't me.

JH: FUCK YOU UNDERSTAND? YOU TOUCH MY WIFE AND WANT TO DENY?

Me: Did you even ask her what happened?

JH: SHE SAID SHE MET SOME GUY ONLINE THEN WENT FOR DINNER AND DRINKS THEN HE TRIED TO MOLEST HER BUT SHE STOPPED HIM. THEN SHE WENT TO FIND YOU! FUCKING BULLSHIT!

Me: Why is it bullshit?

JH: SHE CAN JUST COME HOME RIGHT? FIND YOU FOR FUCK! DON'T FUCKING LIE TO ME!

Me: So if she went home, traumatized, crying, would you react like this?

JH: WHAT DO YOU THINK?

Me: I think I see why she wouldn't want to go home immediately and wait until she's calmed down.

JH: WHAT?

Me: It's really not me bro. She came to me maybe because she wasn't in the right frame of mind. And she didn't want you to overreact like how you're overreacting now.

JH: You've got a point.

Me: We didn't have sex if that's what you want to know.

JH: She said you're not her desired size.

Me: Yes. I know.

JH: Sorry for yelling then. I'll buy you a beer next time.

Me: Please convince her to make a report.

J: You know you're on speakerphone right?

Me: Oh. Lucky I didn't say bad things about you.

JH: I'll knock some sense into her.

Me: Good.

J: Thanks Mark. Bye.

That was surprisingly easy.

I was getting a little hungry so I knocked on Jasmine's door to see if she wanted breakfast.

There was no reply so I went in. She was still sleeping. I brushed her hair off her forehead and kissed her. She woke up and pushed me away.

J: COVID!!!!!

Me: I'm not going to fall sick la.

J: Still.

Me: Really.

J: Is she good in bed?

Me: What?

J: Your new friend June.

Me: I have no idea.

J: You really didn't sleep with her?

Me: No.

J: Her boobs are very nice. If I was well I'd want to play with them.

Me: Erm. I'm not sure if she's bi. And I hope I'm still attractive to you.

J: Of course you are. Now get out before I give you covid.

Me: Breakfast?

J: Oh. Hmm. Porridge.

Me: What kind?

J: What are you getting for yourself?

Me: I have no idea.

J: KFC porridge then.

Me: Ok. I'll be back shortly.

I tried to kiss her again but she stuck her leg out and pushed/kicked me away.

J: COVID!!!!!!!

Me: Hahahaha. Ok.

I headed over to the KFC nearby to get her breakfast.

3 more days before she would let me talk to her properly.