"Mmm… cough, cough…" A soft moan slipped from Chloe's lips, quickly disguised as a cough to mask her own pleasure.

I stole a glance at her profile. Her cheeks burned bright red.

Then I felt a sudden dampness below. My eyes widened. Was she really that sensitive? Just from being pressed against me, she was already wet?

Thankfully, the ride wasn't long. Ten minutes and we arrived. She hurried off the bike. When I climbed off after her, I noticed the front of my pants was soaked through—like I'd peed myself.

I pretended not to notice. But then she flushed with embarrassment. "Mr. Edison, maybe I can get you something to change into."

She handed me a pair of my son's pants. I headed to the bathroom to shower and change.

Standing under the spray, I started washing myself, but my mind kept drifting back to everything that had happened that day. Her pale, slender legs. Her proud, full breasts.

Soon, I realized I was getting hard again.

Just as my thoughts began to run wild, the bathroom door swung open.

She had changed into a nearly transparent, three-point sexy lingerie set. The deep V-neckline showed off a generous cleavage. Leaning against the doorframe, she gazed at me with hungry eyes.

"Mr. Edison, I'm the one who got you all wet earlier. Let me help you wash."

"What? You… help me wash?"

I noticed her eyes fixed greedily on my thick shaft. Flustered, I tried to cover myself.

But she was already stepping inside.

"Mr. Edison… don't tell me you're shy?"

"Sweetheart, this isn't right."

She was acting so strange today. So bold. Truth be told, I'd wanted to tear her clothes off eight hundred times by now. But I just couldn't bring myself to take that step.

She came toward me with a seductive smile, though her eyes never left my hardness. She was literally drooling. Then her foot slipped on the wet floor. With a yelp, she fell straight into my arms.

Her full 36D chest pressed against mine—soft, smooth, exquisite. Blood rushed through my veins. I wanted nothing more than to bury my face in them…

Suddenly, a man's angry shout came from downstairs. "Damn it! Someone die up there? Anybody home?"

The moving van driver had arrived.

Panicked, I pushed her away. "I'll, uh… I'll go get the luggage."

Then I grabbed my clothes in a hurry, bolted out of the bathroom, threw them on, and ran downstairs.

By the time I finished unloading, she had changed back into regular clothes and come down.

She acted perfectly normal, as if nothing had happened at all.

Over the next few days, my son asked me to help with furniture shopping a few more times. But there was no more physical contact with his fiancée. And she no longer tempted me like before.

I let it go. Figured she was just testing my character after all. Made sense—why would a future daughter-in-law actually seduce her future father-in-law?

Just as I was starting to forget the whole thing, she called me one day. Her mother and older sister had come to visit. They wanted to play cards and needed a fourth player.

I didn't think twice. I agreed.

Since my son and his fiancée had rushed into their engagement, they'd skipped a lot of formalities. I'd only met her uncle. Never her mother or older sister.

I'll admit, I felt a little curious.

When I arrived, I realized every woman in this family was drop-dead gorgeous.

Chloe's mother's name was Susan Williams. She looked to be in her forties, but she'd kept herself in incredible shape—curves in all the right places. Her breasts were even bigger than Chloe's. The high-slit dress she wore today gave her an air of refined elegance.

Then there was Chloe's older sister, Ariana Cyrus. White blouse up top, pencil skirt below, glasses on her face. The kind of woman who looks prim and proper on the surface but screams "wild in the sheets" underneath.

Sitting down to play cards with three sex bombs dressed like this, I felt like I'd hit the jackpot.

"Carson," Susan said, her eyes gleaming as she looked me up and down, "you look so strong. I imagine you have quite an appetite down there. How do you usually take care of yourself?"

My face burned red. Susan had her legs crossed so high that the slit of her dress ran all the way up to her waist—her bare bottom cheeks were practically hanging out. Just looking at her made my whole body hot.

"Mr. Edison, if you really can't take it anymore, you can come to me. I haven't had sex in six months either." Ariana bit her red lip and deliberately leaned down, squeezing her chest together until it formed a jaw-dropping valley.

She really was a wolf in sheep's clothing. One sentence, and her true colors came right out.

Wasn't she supposed to be a high school teacher? And wasn't there a saying that those wearing glasses were the sluttiest of all?

I couldn't believe how bold and explicit Chloe's family talked. What exactly were they after?

"Alright, both of you. Even rabbits don't eat grass right outside their own burrows. You want to seduce my father-in-law?" Chloe shot them an exasperated look.

Susan raised an eyebrow. "Oh please, it's not like your father-in-law has a wife. We're just trying to help him out."

"Stop pretending, let me see," Ariana walked over to Chloe and slipped her hand right under her skirt. "You little slut. Look at how soaked you already are."

"Ah! You crazy woman, what are you doing? Mr. Edison is right here!" Chloe scrambled to block Ariana's wandering hand. As they wrestled, her skirt flipped up.

My eyes nearly popped out. She wasn't wearing anything underneath again.

Looking at Susan's big bare bottom cheeks, I bet she was going commando too. Were all three of these ripe, grown women walking around with absolutely nothing on underneath?

What were they trying to do? Did they want to run a train on me? My mind started spinning wild fantasies.

"Alright, alright, enough messing around. Sit down and let's play cards." Susan put a stop to their roughhousing.

"Let me make this clear ahead of time. We're all family, so no money. Tonight we're playing for something spicier. Whoever loses has to get serviced orally."

I didn't expect them to play so openly. But I figured they were probably just joking.

We started shuffling the tiles noisily. Whether on purpose or by accident, Susan kept brushing her hand against mine.

At the same time, Ariana, sitting right next to me, secretly stretched out her stocking-clad little foot and slid it from my ankle all the way up to my thigh, teasing me relentlessly.

That glasses-wearing teacher really was a slut.

Just as she kept advancing toward my danger zone, I caught her little foot. The stocking felt soft and smooth—damn comfortable.

"King of Diamonds!" Lost in the feeling, I tossed out a card.

"Hey, wait—I win!" Susan burst out laughing and immediately laid down her hand.

Ariana got wildly excited. "Oh my god, haha, me too! Mr. Edison, that means you have to accept your punishment!"

"What a coincidence. Triple win. I also win on King of Diamonds." Chloe shot me a glance, her pretty face flushed red.

Holy shit. Triple win on the same card? What were the odds?

While I sat there completely dumbfounded, all three of them got up and walked over in front of me.

"Looks like you lost, Carson. Hurry up and drop your pants."

Huh? They were serious?

"Maybe we should just forget it. It's only a card game. No need to take it that far." I tried to talk my way out.

Truth be told, having Susan and Ariana service me didn't sound half bad. But letting Chloe do it too—I just couldn't.

"No way. We already agreed. And since I called it a win first, I get my fill first!" Susan's eyes lit up as she squatted down impatiently.

"No way, Mom. I want some too!" Ariana grinned playfully and quickly squatted down as well, not forgetting to call out to Chloe, "Hey girl, what are you standing there for? Hurry up, or Mom's going to gobble it all down herself!"

I snuck a glance at Chloe. Her cheeks were flaming red. "This… this doesn't feel right… do I have to?"

Before she could finish, Ariana grabbed her arm and yanked her down. "Just get down here. A bet's a bet. Savor it while it's hot!"

Chloe lifted her head, her glossy eyes looking straight at me. "Mr. Edison… then… I guess I'll join in too."