novelzi Chapter 214 - 215: No Image
Chapter 214 - 215: No Image
Chapter 214: Chapter 215: No ImageSarah Grandy had not visited James Brown’s home very often, and when she did, she only saw Emma Campbell and never Emily Jenkins. So when she saw a beautiful woman dressed as a flight attendant return home with James Brown, she naturally assumed she was the woman James had found for himself, which couldn’t sit well with her.
With a tilt of her small face and hands on her hips, she asked fiercely, "Who are you?"
Emily Jenkins was startled by Sarah Grandy’s attitude but soon burst into laughter, saying, "I’m Big Brother Brown’s neighbor."
"Neighbor?" Sarah Grandy looked at James Brown with confusion.
James Brown glared and scolded, "Stop embarrassing me here, go stand aside."
Pouting, Sarah Grandy complained, "Why? I’m your concubine, at the very least, and she’s just your neighbor? You treat her better than you treat me."
"Concubine?" Emily Jenkins didn’t understand at first, mainly because the term was so obscure.
Proudly, Sarah Grandy declared, "That’s right, I’m the uncle’s concubine. That’s the woman besides his wife, how about that?"
This time Emily got the point. Her chest heaved dramatically a couple of times, and her ample bosom trembled along, then she burst into hearty laughter.
James Brown, uncomfortable with the laughter, pushed Sarah Grandy away, annoyed, "Could you please stop the nonsense?"
Noticing that James Brown was genuinely angry, Sarah Grandy dared not mess around any longer. She flipped her hair triumphantly and strutted inside.
"Concubine... haha... Big Brother Brown, you’re too awesome, haha... My admiration for you is as endless as the Yangtze River, haha..." Emily Jenkins laughed so hard she had to lean on James Brown’s shoulder, or else she would have fallen over.
"You’re laughing at me too, aren’t you? Don’t you want dinner?" James Brown said gruffly.
"I do want to eat! Haha... I’ll stop laughing, don’t be angry," Emily Jenkins tried to suppress her laughter, but it was obviously a struggle, as her chest continued to heave.
"Fine, fine, laugh to your heart’s content," James Brown gave up on Emily Jenkins. She was just that kind of carefree person, and together with troublemaker Sarah Grandy, there was no way this house wouldn’t be lively.
Emily Jenkins promptly kicked off her high heels and dashed into the living room, throwing herself onto the couch, and continued to laugh uncontrollably.
James Brown glanced at her, feeling slightly envious; the girl lay on the couch in flesh-colored stockings, and her uniform skirt rolled up a bit due to lying down. Since her legs were not tightly closed, he could see a bit of a view under her skirt from his angle.
This was definitely a super uniform temptation.
At this moment, Sarah Grandy was tilting her head and squinting at James Brown, her eyes flickering as if she spotted something. Then, with a mischievous glint in her eyes, she scurried into the bedroom.
James Brown shook his head, dispelling the naughty thoughts. Things were different now; he had to restrain his desires somewhat. Turning around, he headed into the kitchen to start preparing dinner.
After just over ten minutes of busyness, Sarah Grandy came out and struck up a conversation with Emily Jenkins. Although Emily was older, her personality was like that of an immature child, and she found much in common with Sarah Grandy. They chatted gleefully, occasionally breaking into shared silver-bell-like laughter.
By dinner time, James Brown found the two had bonded as close as natural sisters. Birds of a feather flock together—they really got along well.
After dinner, Emily Jenkins opened her suitcase to find a gift for James Brown. She rifled through for a while but didn’t find it and started to get anxious, "Where did I put it? I hope I didn’t lose it?"
As she spoke, she began tossing the contents of the suitcase onto the floor.
James Brown was immediately at a loss. It was one thing for Emily Jenkins to take out items from the suitcase, but she had also flung around underwear, bras, stockings, and the like, completely heedless of James’s presence and without any embarrassment.
"Emily, if you can’t find it, don’t worry about it. I appreciate the thought," James Brown hastily tried to stop her.
Unrelenting, Emily Jenkins earnestly replied, "No, no, I must find it. I put a lot of effort into getting it. That old priest said it was blessed and could bring people safety."
"How about we tidy up the stuff when we get home before
It was still early that evening. After taking a shower, James also sat down on the couch to watch TV. Surprisingly, the usually bothersome Charlotte was behaving and simply focused on the TV show, seemingly entirely captivated by the program.
James was pleased with the peace and quiet, sitting beside Charlotte and lighting a cigarette to join her in watching.
Charlotte was engrossed in a comedy and burst into excitement whenever there was a funny scene. The young girl’s laughter was exaggerated, lively, and sweet to the ears. Her carefree youth was indeed enviable.
"Uncle, here’s a tissue for you," Charlotte said, fully focusing on the TV while reaching out to James.
James casually pulled out a tissue and handed it to Charlotte. This natural action led him to glance at Charlotte, and that look made his face flush instantly. The young girl’s nightgown had rolled up above her buttocks, exposing half of her little bottom, and James could see her panty lines and the glaringly pale skin.
If Charlotte were seducing James so directly, he would have sent her away long ago, but as it was unintentional, James couldn’t blame her. Moreover, this added a layer of stimulation and temptation, causing him to not only take a few more glances but also stirring something inside him, almost driving him to act on impulse.
"Uncle, what are you looking at?" Charlotte suddenly turned her head, her face full of confusion as she looked at James.
James Brown broke into a cold sweat, as if he’d been caught red-handed by Charlotte, with no way to explain himself.