"I can't take it anymore, babe. Faster! Oh, people from your country feel the best!"

I hear weird noises coming from my son's bedroom in the middle of the night. I secretly push his door open to see him watching a movie in bed.

He has a woman's underwear on his face, and his hand moves beneath the sheets.

When I take a closer look, I see that the protagonist of the movie is my son. His female counterpart is his classmate's mother!

My name was Annie Jaeger, and I was a single mother. I moved to Aurelia to accompany my son while he attended university, and the people living next door to us were an Aurelian mother and her son.

The mother, Kate Sullivan, had blond hair and striking blue eyes. She would often wear high heels with short skirts, showcasing her sculpted and elegant legs. She looked healthy and cheerful, and her full figure curved in a way that exuded confidence.

As a woman who had given birth before, I couldn't help but feel self-conscious in comparison.

Her son, Peter Danford, had a deep tan and carried himself casually. Every evening after his shower, he would walk around in beach shorts, and the fabric would sway suggestively as he moved.

I found myself both stunned and flustered. The size of it had left me wondering if I could even handle such a thing.

I hadn't experienced the touch of a man since my divorce. My loneliness had grown unbearable, and I often retreated to the bathroom for some private solace on quiet nights.

I would use the showerhead for comfort as I sat on the toilet, but it was never as satisfying or passionate as being with a man.

The yearning inside me felt like an overripe egg—pristine on the outside, but rich and bursting within. Still, I realized the Aurelian woman next door shared my deprivation.

What angered and unsettled me was discovering that Kate had been secretly "using" my son, Ryan Hackett, for her own needs.

It was no wonder her complexion had become so radiant recently, and her steps were so full of energy. Ryan had been the source of her transformation.

Ryan was in his prime, so he was full of energy and masculinity. It seemed inevitable that he could fulfill her needs. Still, I was worried. Could too much of this harm his health in the long run?

Since she had taken advantage of my son, I felt no guilt in turning my attention to her tall, muscular son.

One day, Ryan mentioned that he wanted to invite Peter and Kate over for dinner to thank Peter for helping him with his Aurelish. I agreed immediately and decided to cook something special that evening.

The thought of Peter, a tall and athletic university student, visiting my home stirred a mix of excitement and anticipation within me. I changed into a fitted dress with a daring slit that accentuated my curves.

Though I was middle-aged, I had taken excellent care of myself despite my lack of a regular love life. My skin was smooth, my chest remained firm, and my waist showed no sign of excess fat.

The dress I chose hugged my hips perfectly, highlighting my full figure. I paired it with sheer, flesh-toned stockings to enhance the look. They managed to emphasize my long, shapely legs.

The faintly translucent material added a hint of mystery, inviting the imagination to wander beyond the high slit of the dress.

When Peter and Kate arrived at my home that evening, I froze in shock when I opened the door.

Kate was wearing a crop top that exposed her toned stomach, paired with a short denim skirt. Her long legs were slender and impeccably straight.

Aurelians are known for their pronounced figures, and she wore a spaghetti-strap top that emphasized her well-defined upper body. It was clear—she had dressed this way to attract Ryan's attention.

"Hi, Annie," she greeted me politely.

"Hello, please come in," I replied, doing my best to remain composed.

Peter greeted me from behind her as well. "Hello, Ms. Jaeger. I've learned conversational Darlenian thanks to Ryan's help, and I'm very grateful to you both."

Peter stood an impressive six-foot-three, towering over me by at least two heads. His muscles were well-defined, giving him a rugged appearance.

But what truly caught my eye was… something down there. The outline was unmistakable even in his sweatpants. My knees nearly gave out when faced with such an overwhelming sight.

I lost my balance, and I suddenly stumbled in my heels.

Peter quickly stepped forward to steady me, his strong hand catching me firmly. The strength in his grip sent warmth coursing through my body.

However, his hand had landed somewhere awkward. I felt a rush of embarrassment as he helped lift me back to my feet. The sudden imbalance left me feeling flustered, and my thoughts wandered briefly to places they shouldn't.

Kate noticed the moment and smiled. "Annie, physical contact like this is pretty normal here in Aurelia. Don't be too reserved."

I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, trying to hide my unease. I then managed a shy smile.

"Ryan, go entertain our guests in the living room," I said, quickly changing the subject. "I'll head to the kitchen to prepare dinner."

Once they settled in the living room, I turned my focus to cooking. My back was facing the wall that separated the kitchen from the rest of the house.

As I worked, I heard footsteps behind me and assumed it was Ryan coming to help. I said without turning, "Ryan, why aren't you in the living room with your friend? What are you doing here?"

There was no response, only a sudden pair of hands wrapping around my waist. His hands were large and firm, nearly encompassing my midsection. I was so startled that I almost let out a scream.

A low voice whispered, "Ms. Jaeger, don't be scared. It's me."

I turned, shocked to see Peter standing there.

What on earth was he thinking? My son and his mother were right in the next room, and he had the audacity to come into the kitchen and do this!

Peter's grip on my waist tightened as he stepped closer, and his body pressed against my lower back. A wave of heat spread through me as I became aware of the solid presence against me. It was uncomfortably close and becoming even more obvious.

I swallowed hard, confused and unsettled by the unexpected intensity of the moment.

Just then, Peter leaned in closer and whispered, "Ms. Jaeger, can I tell you a secret?"

"What is it?" I asked hesitantly as my curiosity overcame my unease.

He spoke slowly, "Ryan and my mom… They've already slept together."

So, Peter knew about it, too. If I hadn't accidentally discovered the truth through Ryan's video recordings, I wouldn't have believed it.

Feigning surprise, I replied, "What? That's impossible."

Peter smirked. "It's true, Ms. Jaeger. And since your son has been with my mom, doesn't that mean you and I should… even things out?"

His hand moved across me, leaving a strange, almost unbearable tingling sensation that spread through my entire body. What stood out even more was the way he pressed against me as he rubbed slightly from side to side.

The friction created a spark-like jolt that seemed to ignite at the base of my spine, traveling upward along my back and bursting into my mind like a flash of electricity.

He murmured, "Ms. Jaeger, I've always admired women from Darlene. You're so soft and warm, and there's something about you that I can't resist. Would you let me give you a try?"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I stared at him, utterly speechless.

When I didn't respond, Peter became bolder. His hand slipped along the slit of my dress, venturing where it shouldn't. I tried to shift my legs, attempting to stop him, but his hand moved with a persistence that felt almost serpentine.

A wave of sensation overwhelmed me from underneath, sapping my strength. I found myself leaning slightly against him for support, my mind racing as I tried to process what was happening.

I felt my throat tighten as I fought to maintain control, knowing full well that Ryan and Kate were just in the next room. The thought of them overhearing anything sent a chill through me, urging me to stay silent.

Then again, I started wondering what the two of them were doing while they were alone.

Before I could fully collect myself, Peter leaned closer, his mouth now brushing against my ear. His proximity was overwhelming, clouding my ability to think clearly.

"Peter, stop this," I managed to whisper. "I can't hold it anymore."

Peter kept one hand down there and kept teasing me with the other hand on other parts of me. At the same time, he stuck out his tongue and licked my ear—my most sensitive part.

Peter said, "Ms. Jaeger, I just really want to know what it's like to be with someone from Darlene. Please just say yes."

Before I could respond, Ryan suddenly called out, "Mom! Is dinner ready yet?"

His voice immediately snapped me out of the charged moment, and Peter quickly stepped back. I took a deep breath and replied, "It's almost ready! Just stay in the living room. I'll bring it out soon."

Peter lingered for a moment, his hand brushing against my bottom briefly before reluctantly leaving the kitchen.

Even as he walked away, I found myself unsettled as my thoughts trailed back to the tension from earlier. It had been so long since I felt such attention from a man, and I couldn't help but chuckle at how easily I'd been flustered.

I quickly finished preparing the dishes and brought them out to the living room, where we all gathered around the table to eat. Peter sat across from me at dinner, his foot kept brushing against my leg beneath the table as we ate.

He kept his expression casual, shielding his lustful gaze behind his plate as he finished his food. A small, knowing smile was playing on his lips.

I couldn't deny the effect it had on me. For a fleeting moment, I wished Ryan and Kate would leave so I wouldn't have to endure the growing tension.

After dinner, Kate suggested taking Ryan to another room to work on his Aurelish. The two then went away, heading to the bedroom with an ease and leaving Peter and me alone in the living room.

The quiet—coupled with the sudden absence of others—made the air feel heavy for us. It was laced with a sense of unspoken possibility. Peter got up, and I could almost make out his size through his sweatpants.

As he took a step closer to me, I felt my heart race in response. My toes curled as I somewhat looked forward to what he would do to me.

Peter picked me up in one hand and placed me on the couch, holding me firmly in place. When I was suddenly attacked by his beastly assault, I lost all my defenses. His rough hand went under my dress, yanking hard as he removed my undergarments.

"Ms. Jaeger, you Darlenian women are so tender. It's like I could squeeze you whole."

Somehow, my lustful thought came pouring out, "I want you so much, too. You Aurelian men are so big and rough."

Peter looked happy upon hearing this, and he suddenly took off his sweatpants. The thing I had been imagining for days was now right in front of me.

I opened my mouth in surprise. I had never seen such length in my entire life. Peter's was bigger than average Darlenian men's, and I couldn't help shrinking and clenching my legs.

At my age, I simply longed to be loved, and I almost lost any resistance when it was served in front of me.

Peter proceeded to press down on the back of my head and moved it on his own.

I was so stuffed that I could barely speak, and all the cells in my body began to get so excited that they almost exploded and burst through me. I kept clenching and twisting my legs, feeling completely overwhelmed.

"Just… Just do it," I said, struggling to get the words out between movements.

After hearing the signal, Peter leaned down, taking my legs over his shoulders as he did so.

As he stroked my legs, he said, "The texture of these stockings is really soft, and there's even an opening here."

I just looked at him and closed my eyes shyly. As Peter got into a good position and found the spot, he said to me, "Ms. Jaeger, just hold on for a second. I'm slightly bigger."

Was he about to do it? My insides were already tense to the point of being on edge.

Before the moment could progress further, the sudden sound of a door opening shattered the quiet as Ryan's voice called out from the hallway.