Based on what Harry said just now, Irene judged that Harry probably had no physical problems, and the reason why he had no feelings for the girl he secretly loved might be because of the close contact they had that day.
That day she fell to the ground, the bath towel on her body fell off, and she was lying naked. In order to help her up, Harry also fell down and pressed on her naked body.
Since it was the first time he had come into contact with a woman's naked body, and she had a plump figure and a pretty face, it was a complete blow to the young man. It had a huge impact on Harry, who was still a virgin, and left an indelible impression in his heart.
To put it bluntly, Harry was probably fascinated by her mature body, and this fascination even overwhelmed his love for the girl he had a crush on, but he was not aware of it at the time.
Thinking of this possibility, Irene felt filled with shame. She felt that she had to do something, otherwise Harry's lifelong happiness would be ruined.
But she was not 100% sure about this guess, so she planned to verify it. Harry was impotent when he was with the girl he had a crush on yesterday. If he had a reaction when he touched her body now, it would prove that her guess was correct. Then she could give Harry some advice.
After telling Harry that he could touch her at will, Irene closed her eyes nervously. In her entire life, she had only had close contact with Harry, but the last time was an accident, and this time it was real, so she felt extremely nervous, but also a little excited.
Harry seemed to be frightened by her words and stammered, "Sister Irene, you..."
Irene didn't open her eyes and said seriously, "This is just to test whether you are sick, Harry. Don't think too much about it. Just treat it as a play with your sister like the other day."
In fact, in addition to wanting to test whether Harry had any disease, she also did this for another reason, which was that she wanted to get used to close contact with Harry, otherwise she would easily reveal her flaws in front of Cain in the future.
Harry deliberately remained silent for a moment, pretending to be embarrassed: "... Then Sister Irene, I'm sorry."
After saying that, Harry moved the hand that was on Irene's chest, and a smile of success appeared on his face.
Irene closed her eyes and did not see that he was smiling. She only felt that big hand playing with her sensitive parts through her clothes. Her breasts felt strange, tingling and numb. Her body went soft, her breathing became heavy, and her delicate face was flushed with a light blush.
But she still tried her best to pretend to be calm and asked Harry, "How is it? Any reaction?"
"It seems a little bit." Harry paused, and his tone suddenly became excited, "Sister Irene, can I use both hands? I feel like I have feelings. If I use both hands, there will definitely be a reaction."
Harry actually made such a request. Irene was extremely shy, but she thought in her heart, it turns out that Harry cares so much about that aspect of her. But it's true, after all, it concerns a man's dignity.
She hesitated, but finally nodded in agreement.
Harry smiled and put his other hand on her, occupying the remaining peak. He kneaded the dough with both hands at the same time. He felt that her dough was really soft and he could feel the comfortable touch even through her clothes.
Seeing the woman in front of him breathing heavily because of his actions, her fair face was also stained with a delicate blush, but she tried to purse her lips and pretend that she didn't care, Harry felt very excited.
He rolled his eyes and pretended to be excited and said, "Sister Irene, I have a reaction, I have a reaction, I am not impotent, that's great."
In excitement, he grabbed her tightly with both hands, causing Irene to gasp in pain. She felt uncomfortable with her sensitive parts being treated so vigorously, but after the pain, an inexplicable feeling of comfort came over her.
At this time, Harry's voice changed, and he said in horror, "Why is there only a little reaction? What's going on? Why doesn't it work?!"
Irene endured the strange feeling in her chest and quickly comforted her: "Don't worry, Harry, wait a little longer."
She still didn't open her eyes because she felt very embarrassed.
Harry gritted his teeth and said, "It must not be exciting enough. Sister Irene, can I put my hand inside your clothes?"
Irene exclaimed, realizing that Harry was extremely anxious, otherwise he wouldn't be so rude to her. But it had come to this point, and she didn't want to give up. She struggled for a moment, then nodded with a desperate look, "Okay, Harry, put it in."
The next moment, she felt a pair of large hands coming in from her collar and grabbing her treasures. Her body tensed at that moment.
The warm temperature and slightly stronger force of the palm made Irene unable to control herself. She hummed a charming voice and her breathing became heavier.
After the big hands grasped her soft parts, they roughly ravaged her soft parts, and pinched her nipples with their fingers from time to time.
Irene was shaking for a moment, and a tingling electric current passed through her body, making her almost unable to stand steadily.
Just as she was about to ask Harry to be gentler, she heard Harry say in surprise, "Great, I finally got a reaction, Sister Irene, I got a reaction."
Irene was also delighted. She tried to control her breathing and said calmly, "You don't have to thank me, because we are partners."
"Yes, we are partners." Harry paused and said embarrassedly, "Sister Irene, you are really big and soft here, can I continue? It seems that I am still a little short."
Irene couldn't help but groan inwardly when she heard him praise her with obscene language, and said breathlessly, "Of course, you can."
When Harry saw that she had a reaction to what he did, his heart was moved, as if something was about to explode. He had been stimulated these past few days and had not been released, so he had reached his limit at this moment.
Thinking that Irene was a married woman, she must be familiar with that kind of thing, otherwise she would not have helped him so much after knowing that he was impotent. And because of her experience, even if something happened between them, she probably would not be too angry afterwards.
Thinking of this, Harry's heart was burning with excitement. He realized that Irene was almost unable to stand, so he put more strength into his hands and kneaded the dough in a more fancy way.
Irene's body trembled even more violently, her cheeks flushed, her eyes filled with moisture, and her legs could no longer support her body, so she collapsed, taking Harry with her and falling down, pressing on her limp body.
They both groaned at the same time.
Harry pressed Irene's soft body, panting heavily, and said emotionally: "Sister Irene, I feel so uncomfortable, I can't do it anymore, I can't control myself."
After saying that, he lifted up her clothes, buried his face in it, and tasted the facial cleanser.
Irene frowned at first, but when she realized that his face was rubbing against her chest, her face turned red. She took a breath and opened her eyes, her eyes full of excitement and pleasure.
She suddenly raised her hands and hugged Harry's head, her fingers inserted into his hair, her narrow eyes narrowed, and her body trembled.
Harry noticed her reaction, his eyes turned, and he quietly unzipped his zipper to free himself, then grabbed Irene's right hand and moved down.
At the same time, Harry bit her nipple on the left side of her chest, nibbling it gently with his teeth, and said vaguely and excitedly: "Sister Irene, I feel so uncomfortable there, please help me."
Irene moaned. She was also very emotional at this moment. When she felt her hand touched something, she instinctively held it and clenched her five fingers.
Harry immediately took a breath.
Irene was stunned for a moment, her eyes were confused, and she blushed as she gently moved her hands.
At a certain moment, she felt Harry jumping up and down, and then her hand felt a strong burning sensation.