Common Sense Hijack System-Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Karl run away not giving a damn about the still active Hijack Duration. Panic was creeping up in his brain.

Meanwhile, Cindy was staring at Karl, "What a weird dude!"

At the same time, Karl was storming off, muttering to himself.

"Damn, how did I not realize she was live streaming?" he thought anxiously.

Karl was grateful that at least he was wearing a mask, hiding his identity from Cindy's smartphone camera.

Karl went back to his apartment, couldn't sleep all night because he kept thinking about yesterday's incident.

Karl's tired eyes were like, "I hope my identity is safe!" mumbled Karl, just waking up and grabbing a drink.

Karl sighed, "Hmm... Julia still on vacation? I'm in the mood for a Milf."

Just after saying that, Mrs. Thomspson's face popped into Karl's head.

"What if I have some fun with her first?" Karl grinned.

Sleep-deprived Karl couldn't control his horniness, without proper clothing, he rushed to Mrs. Thomspson's apartment.

He had set up SpankSome with the common sense, "Satisfying sexual desires is a neighborly obligation." for an hour.

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Karl couldn't control himself, as soon as he entered Mrs. Thomspson's apartment, he grabbed and squeezed Mrs. Thomspson's breasts without caring if her husband was there or not, luckily Mrs. Thomspson's husband was out of town on business at that time.

Karl even forgot to record his depraved actions, he fell asleep after ejaculating inside Mrs. Thomspon while Mrs. Thomspson was in the cowgirl position.

"So warm!" Karl hugged Mrs. Thomspson, unknowingly falling asleep.

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[ Hijack Duration ]

- Duration: 00:00:01

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The Hijack Duration ended. Karl slowly opened his eyes, "Shit.." Karl checked his body, "Damn, I'm not wearing pants!"

"Karl," Mrs. Thomspon called out.

Karl's heart was pounding, he reflexively stood up, "This.. this.."

Hug... Mrs. Thompson hugged Karl.

Karl felt the warmth of Mrs. Thompson getting closer as she pulled him into the embrace. He was momentarily surprised, not expecting that moment to happen, but as Mrs. Thompson's arms wrapped around him, he felt something comfortable and calming.

The hug felt genuine, like a mother hugging a child to protect them from all pain. Mrs. Thompson gently patted Karl's back, providing comfort he never knew he craved. There was warmth and a sense of security spreading inside him, slowly releasing the burdens he had kept tightly.

"Everything will be okay, Karl. I'm sorry, I can't marry you!" whispered Mrs. Thompson softly in his ear.

Karl could only be silent, letting himself enjoy the moment with his half-naked body, his dick touching Mrs. Thompson's skirt.

The hug was not just a gesture, but a conveyance of feelings, whatever memories the universe provided Mrs. Thompson with.

Karl felt his heart beating faster as their hug started to change. There was something different in the way Mrs. Thompson held him, gentler and warmer than just a comforting embrace. As she slowly released the hug, their eyes met in intense silence, as if there was something unspoken lingering between them.

Mrs. Thompson didn't immediately move away. Her hand was still on Karl's shoulder, her fingers touching his skin with thrilling warmth. Their gaze grew deeper, and time seemed to briefly stop. There was a subtle vibration in the air, creating a longing that had never been thought of before.

Karl leaned in, almost unconsciously. "Mrs. Thompson..." he whispered, his voice barely trembling.

Yet, Mrs. Thompson simply smiled faintly, with a gentle yet meaningful gaze. "Call me Elena," she said softly, her tone like a calming breeze.

The atmosphere shifted from warm to filled with restrained passion. Karl reached out, touching Elena's cheek hesitantly, but as his fingers felt the softness of her skin, he knew that the moment could not be ignored. Without saying anything more, they approached each other, and the distance between them slowly faded as their lips met in a kiss full of emotion.

After their kiss, the room fell silent. Karl and Elena still stood, facing each other with slightly labored breaths.

A new intimacy had formed, but doubt suddenly crept into their hearts. Karl felt like he was on the verge of something big, and it made his mind whirl.

Elena stepped back slightly, looking at Karl with a mix of unpredictable emotions. "Maybe... this shouldn't have happened, forgive me Karl. I only satisfied my own desires." she said, her voice low, almost like a whisper. She lowered her head, avoiding Karl's gaze as he searched for answers in her face.

Karl frowned and mumbled to himself, "I don't care what kind of drama is the universe creating, but for now i have to play the role."

"Why not?" he asked, trying to find conviction in his own words. "We didn't do anything wrong... we just followed our feelings."

Elena sighed, seemingly struggling between desire and reality. "I'm older than you, Karl. And I already have a husband. The world won't understand, and maybe we can't either." There was a tone of regret in her voice, as if she had already spoken the words that would end everything.

But Karl didn't want to give up so easily. "I don't care what the world thinks," he replied firmly. "I know what I feel. I care about you, Elena... more than I can explain."

Karl approached Elena again, this time more slowly, as if giving Elena time to refuse if that was her wish. But Elena didn't move back. Their eyes met once again, and the silence that enveloped them seemed to witness the hidden feelings.

"I just need to know one thing," Karl said softly. "Do you feel the same way?"

Elena was silent for a moment, her gaze softer but also filled with doubt. "Karl, I... I don't know if this is right. But I know that I also don't want you to stop."

Without much thought, Karl reached for Elena's hand, pulling her into the embrace again, and this time they didn't hesitate to let those feelings take over them. Their hug became a silent admission that whatever happened next, tonight belonged to them—a moment that might not be repeatable, but will always be remembered.

But the ringing of the phone on Elena's table suddenly shattered the silence. They were both startled, as if awakened from a beautiful dream that was not entirely real. Elena pulled away from Karl hurriedly, her face tensed.

"I have to take this call," she said in a colder tone, as if returning to demanding reality. "We will talk again later." Without waiting for a response, she took her phone and left the room, leaving Karl alone with lingering feelings and his dick still dangling because he hadn't put on his pants.

Karl rocked his jeans and headed back to his apartement, "Holy fucking shit, my life just turned into a legit soap opera."

Karl glanced at the clock, "Damn!"

Karl sighed and checked his phone, he opened up social media, his eyes popped out.

"What? Spermberggirl?"