Anna, worried, says, "No, you must go to the hospital first."
Tony says, "I am really fine."
"But you're injured," Anna insists.
"How about this: I'll take you home first, and then you can help me check the injury, alright?" Tony suggests.
"Okay! Let's hurry then," Anna quickly directs Tony to her house.
Anna's house is not far, and it takes Tony less than five minutes to arrive.
Anxious, Anna leads Tony into her house and rushes to get a first aid kit.
Tony stands alone in the living room, choosing not to sit down but observing the room.
Tony realizes that there is no one currently at Anna's home. Perhaps, the family members haven't returned from work yet.
Anna returns with the first aid kit and hastily pulls Tony to sit on the leather chair.
"Tony, can you take off your shirt?" Anna asks.
Tony removes his shirt and turns his back to let Anna inspect the injury.
Anna carefully examines the bruise.
"Luckily, it's just a minor bruise," Anna sighs in relief after a thorough check.
Turning around, Tony says, "I told you I'm fine."
"Thank goodness you're okay. If not, I wouldn't know how to explain to Young. Why were you there anyway? It's quite a coincidence," Anna says.
"I just took Young home. While on the way back, I saw you walking in the heavy rain. I thought of offering you a ride, and at that moment, I noticed the traffic sign shaking about to fall off. Afraid you might get hurt, I ran towards you. Fortunately, I arrived in time," Tony explains.
"Thank you, Tony!" Anna expresses her gratitude.
"No problem, we're friends. But you should change your clothes; you might catch a cold. I'll wait here," Tony says, preparing to leave.
"How can you go back like that?" Anna, seeing Tony holding the wet torn shirt, speaks up.
"It's okay," Tony says.
"No, wait for me a moment; I'll get you my dad's shirt to wear," Anna says, without waiting for Tony's response, she runs upstairs.
Tony reluctantly waits for Anna; he can't just leave like this.
After a while, Tony sees Anna coming down from upstairs. By now, Anna is no longer wearing her previous clothes; she has put on a white bathrobe.
With a men's T-shirt in hand, Anna approaches, intending to give it to Tony. However, unexpectedly, she slips on the wet floor due to rainwater flowing down from both of them.
The fall causes Anna to tumble into Tony; the bathrobe unties. Anna's face collides with Tony's chest, and her hands reflexively embrace Tony to avoid falling.
Tony is stunned, feeling Anna's warm and soft breasts pressing against him. Tony stands frozen, not knowing what to do.
Anna lifts her head, and her lips move towards Tony's for a kiss.
Tony didn't anticipate Anna doing this. He feels a bit awkward and unsure.
Anna gently kisses Tony's lips, even though he doesn't respond.
However, she patiently continues kissing him.
Eventually, Tony succumbs to the escalating desire provoked by Anna's provocations.
Tony begins to respond to Anna's kisses, and the kisses become increasingly sweet and passionate with each passing second.
Tony's hands slip inside the bathrobe.
One hand grips one of Anna's plump buttocks, while the other hand moves up to her chest, fondling one breast.
The arm on the chest goes down to grasp the other buttock, and Tony lifts Anna up.
Anna instinctively wraps her legs around his waist.
Tony carries Anna up to the next floor, following Anna's guidance, he carries her into her bedroom.
On the large and soft bed, their naked bodies entwine tightly.
Tony's hands explore the cool, smooth, and snow-white skin of Anna, igniting a fire of passion wherever he touches. Anna's whole body tingles.
Anna told Tony that her parents and younger brother had gone down to the southern region to visit relatives, and they would be back in a few days. Therefore, Tony and Anna could be intimate with each other without any worries.
Tony's hands worked their way across Anna's silky white breasts, his fingers reveling in their supple elasticity, skillfully moving back and forth. In just a short while, Tony tenderly stroked that creamy complexion until it blushed.
Tony's thumbs and index fingers closed around the nipples, gently massaging them, creating friction that made the sensitive nipples harden under his touch.
Tony's hands glided down, clasping onto Anna's gorgeous, firm bosom. The pair of perky, pink nipples received his gentle touch, turning rigid and erect atop two voluptuous mounds, stoking Tony's desire.
Tony's lips enclosed around Anna's right nipple, sucking passionately as if he intended to devour the entire bud.
"Tony, don't be so partial," Anna said with elegance, thoroughly indulged by Tony's touch, lost in the depths of pleasure.