The Master Programmer-Chapter 80: Just A Boy… Right? 1

Jason lay frozen at the edge of his bed, his eyes locked on the woman sprawled out before him, especially the part they were connected by that was getting more and more engorged as time passed.

The room was dimly lit by the moonlight slipping through the curtains, casting soft shadows over Veronica’s form. She lay on her side, her body partially turned away, but her silhouette was clear under the sheer, silky fabric clinging to her curves.

The faint rise and fall of her chest, her delicate, exposed shoulders, and the elegant arch of her back all sent Jason’s thoughts spiralling into dangerous territory. His body was already involuntarily in a dangerous place right then!

This entire day had been so difficult for him! Now there was even more difficulty.

He gulped audibly. "What the hell…?" he whispered to himself, running a hand through his hair as he tried to make sense of the situation, backing off from Veronica as quickly as possible so that he would not wake her up. Okay, first he had to look around. Was he in the right room?

He was definitely in his room… his notes and pinned maps were on the walls… but why was Veronica here? And why was she dressed like that? It was practically see-through. Jason could even see her nipples, and the sight couldn’t help but make him gulp yet again, this time a bit terrified that his loud gulps might make her wake up.

Jason’s voice cracked as he called out softly, "Veronica?"

No answer. Just the steady, hypnotic sound of her breathing. Jason’s jaw tightened as he tried to shake himself free of the spell she cast even in her sleep. How was she so beautiful? It was so… unfair to every other woman in the universe. His heart raced uncontrollably, and his body betrayed him with every passing second.

Standing up, with his cock swinging like a log below him, Jason decided to look away from her for now. He had to figure out what to do. After all, this was his room, but she was in there. Was this something they did every time and was this something she did often?

He paced to the other side of the room, muttering under his breath. "Calm down, Jason. Be a gentleman. Don’t lose control now. " But even as he said that his cock was not going down. Looking down at it, Jason sighed. At least one of them had to be a gentleman. He could not rely on this bastard.

Still, his gaze darted back to her. The moonlight seemed to tease him, highlighting the soft sheen of her hair splayed across the pillow, and the inviting curve of her hips under the thin blanket. Jason groaned inwardly, shaking his head. This was impossible. What was he supposed to do? Sleep next to her? Leave and sleep on the couch?

What action would lead to the best outcome for her and him? Which action would lead to her having an even more emotional connection to him, making her more obsessed with him. After a bit more thinking, Jason sighed… Well the answer was simple, but it was probably the one that would lead to him having the least amount of sleep he possibly could. And when he did he would be in a situation where he would finally be in a situation that would lead to him getting messed up.

But he had no choice. This was problematic, but it was also an opportunity. He could take advantage of this, and when he did he would win. Thinking this far, Jason got back in bed thereafter getting in those same covers she was in, sleeping next to her. After that, he did not touch her, sleeping next to her, and smelling her beautiful smelling hair and body.

Other than that, nothing else would matter. Jason was just extremely excited to be happy. And as he sat there, he tried to fall asleep. Sleeping next to her would be a good thing. If she woke up next to him, the idea of sleeping with him would be easier for her to understand and when she understood it, she would be much more willing to do it again next time.

But as expected, he couldn’t sleep. After an hour of restless tossing and turning on the opposite side of the bed, Jason finally succumbed to sleep. When he woke, the sun was just beginning to rise, and the sight that greeted him was enough to send his heart hammering all over again.

Veronica was draped over him. She had not been happy enough with sleeping next to him, arching her back toward him only to show him her ass, no… now she was right on top of him, using him like some Japanese Body Pillow.

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Her arm rested over his chest, her delicate fingers brushing against his skin. One of her legs was thrown across his own, locking them together like they belonged to the same dream. And her breasts were on his chest, touching him, and making him feel some interesting softness. The warmth of her body pressed into his side, her breath tickling his neck.

But her breathing… was off. It felt a bit irregular… like she was trying to control it.

Jason groaned softly, trying to will himself into stillness. "This has to be on purpose," he muttered under his breath, making sure that she never heard him. It was also at that moment that he understood. It really was on purpose. Coming over to sleep in his bed… and then waking up, finding him asleep only to drape herself over him. Everything was on purpose.

This was a good sign… It meant he had made some real progress.

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Hah! As expected. His decision was the right one. And now, she was even more attracted to him. But it was still a ways off from obsession. Jason had been thinking about how to land those last blows, and although the method was going to be unethical, he couldn’t help but take himself pretty seriously. After all, he was going to manage to make it.

Jason turned his head to her and then glanced at her face. She was awake, but she was acting like she was asleep. How adorable. Even more importantly… Her thigh was on top of his thigh… that same thick thigh that drove his mind insane…

As soon as he thought that, his blood flow couldn’t help but accelerate to the wrong places again. Damn it.

And this time, since she was awake, he was sure that this was going to be difficult. After all, feeling an erection on her was either going to be something exciting or something terrifying. But one thing was for sure. He knew she would like it.

He turned his head, glancing down at her face. Her lips were slightly parted, her cheeks faintly flushed even in her "sleep". She looked so peaceful, so… vulnerable. Jason felt a pang of guilt as he tried to peel her off him without waking her.

But as he moved, her hand slid downward, gripping his waist. Jason froze.

Her eyes fluttered open, and she blinked slowly at him. "Good morning," she murmured, her voice husky with sleep.

Jason arched a brow, his lips twitching. "Good Morning? Is that what you call this?"

Veronica sat up abruptly, her cheeks turning crimson as she realized the position they were in. And then when she felt the bulging thing that was practically raising her thigh from his body, she couldn’t help but move away only for a massive tent to appear in the sheets that she looked at for a long while before she turned back to him, her face redder than a tomato.

"I—uh—I didn’t mean—" she stammered, tugging the blanket around her like a shield. But when she did that, she exposed Jason’s body… along with his erect cock and then she sat there on the bed for a long time, looking at the cock. Jason blinked a few times. But then in the next moment, when she looked away, releasing a whimper, he couldn’t help but smile.

Jason looked at her do all this with an amused expression on his face. What was this? She looked like someone who had not seen any water in the desert for a long time! Since she was already flustered, maybe he should tease her a bit more…

Jason smirked, leaning back on his elbows. "Didn’t mean, what? Sneaking into my bed in the middle of the night? Or throwing yourself all over me like a blanket?"

She glared at him, but her blush deepened. "I… wasn’t thinking straight. I just…"

"Missed your husband?" Jason said, his smirk fading away, replaced by a softer expression. Veronica turned to him, her expression also recovering from the one of before that was more flustered. There was a complicated look on her face as she gazed at Jason’s soft expression. And seeing that look must have made her feel a bit worse about it.

Jason sighed. "I’m not him, Veronica," he said, his voice low and firm.

Veronica looked away, her fingers clutching the blanket tightly. "I know that," she whispered, but her tone betrayed her conflict.

Jason sighed again. This was going to be difficult. He had to convince this woman to look beyond her past and gaze towards a better future, just as he had before. But this time, maybe with a bit more finality.

Jason calmly and empathetically looked at her, his tone warm and his smile reassuring. "You know… I admire you a lot, Veronica…"

"Jason, I—"

"Veronica, please let me speak..." Jason continued, interrupting her with a stern expression that caused her to go quiet. "I admire your strength. I think you’re inspiring. The way you’ve handled everything in your life… Even the tough parts show just how capable you are. But sometimes when we’ve been through so much, we forget how amazing it feels to step into something new that lights up our life again. Don’t you think so?"

Jason sat up, now sitting on the same level as her as he continued, calmly in a reflective tone. "But I want you to understand something. The past is like a book you’ve read. You can pick it up, flip through the pages and remember the story, but does it really define the direction your story goes next? It’s just one chapter. And I wonder… have you ever thought about how beautiful the next chapter could be when you decide to write it differently?"

It was the same setup. Pacing and Leading, whereby he acknowledged her perspective, and then he led the conversation in the direction he wanted it to go. And then finally he reframed her perspective into one of a book.

The idea was for her to keep reading, and not just stay reading the same chapter of her husband again and again. It seemed Veronica understood this too, as her face changed becoming colder than ever.

"Jason how dare you say something like that?! You don’t know anything about him! You don’t know anything about me. You just.. Come into my life and... confuse me…" Veronica said looking down at the bed, her eyes watering somewhat. Jason looked at her with empathy but in his mind, he was thinking something else.

That’s right. And I’m about to confuse you even more. And when I do, you won’t even know what’s going on with you. You’ll just fall deeper into the spell.