Chapter 237 A Feeble Oral Refusal
In the kitchen, Lillian, blushing with embarrassment, leaned slightly over the sink, absentmindedly washing the dishes while sneaking glances at her son-in-law, Kevin.
Seeing her son-in-law's erect crotch, Lillian trembled all over, her face turning red with shyness and her eyes filled with desire and confusion.
Lillian felt both ashamed and guilty, yet also hungry and expectant.
Her shame and guilt towards her husband and daughter, and the moral and ethical constraints, made Lillian repeatedly tell herself not to continue this shameful relationship with her son-in-law.
But her body's hunger and desire for sex made Lillian unable to stop craving this incestuous relationship.
The constant clash between emotions, ethics, physiology, and morality made Lillian bite her lip in pain, her eyes filled with struggle.
She wished the man beside her wasn't her son-in-law.
That way, she could indulge in the pleasure he brought her, completely losing herself in the ecstasy. But why did this man have to be her daughter's husband, her son-in-law?
"Mom, let me help you." Kevin smiled as he walked up, placing the plates in the sink and boldly hugging his mother-in-law, Lillian, from behind. He grabbed her hands, pretending to help her wash dishes while rubbing his hot, strong body against her plump buttocks.
His hard penis rubbed against Lillian's butt through their clothes, and he whispered seductively in her ear, "Mom, did you enjoy last night? Do you want more?" His wet hands slid up Lillian's arm, grabbing her full breast and gently kneading it.
"Kevin! Don't! What we're doing is wrong! Kevin, Mom thought about it a lot last night. Even though mom likes you and wants to be with you, you're still my son-in-law. What we're doing is incest; it's sinful! We really can't continue this!" Lillian shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes.
Her rationality and morals made Lillian maintain her last bit of dignity, putting up a final resistance.
"Scarlett is pregnant now. If she finds out about us, I fear she won't be able to bear the shock, and our family will be ruined."
Reason prevailed as Lillian restrained her physical desires, prioritizing her shame over her longing for her son-in-law's manhood. Lillian reached out and grasped Kevin's hand, and said in rejection, "Kevin! Let's put an end to this sinful relationship! Let's pretend nothing happened last night! Alright?"
A woman's heart was hard to fathom and easily swayed.
Kevin smirked inwardly.
His mother-in-law was too timid.
Kevin thought, ‘How can we pretend that nothing happened? Since it had occurred once, how could I resist it from happening again? Even if I don’t actively seduce her, given her lascivious needs, could she resist her lust?’
To Kevin, Lillian’s current refusal seemed like a desperate struggle and a search for self-comfort.
If Lillian truly didn't want to continue their affair, why did she comply with him earlier, not wearing underwear and enticing him? Despite her verbal rejection now, subconsciously, she seemed incredibly eager to have it again.
Perhaps his mother-in-law desired him even more than he did, but she couldn't yet step over the moral and ethical boundary in her heart.
"Mom, how can we pretend that what happened didn't happen? You were so comfortable and willing last night. Why do you suddenly seem like a different person now? Don't you want this anymore?" Kevin spoke as his palm gently caressed Lillian's plump buttocks. As he lightly kneaded them, a soft and firm sensation greeted him, prompting Kevin to pat his mother-in-law's perky bottom lightly.
Immediately, Lillian let out a sensitive moan. She then breathlessly pleaded, "Be gentle! Don't let Scarlett and Natalie hear us!"
"Alright, I'll be gentle."
With a lecherous gleam in his eyes, Kevin leaned in once more, slipping his head past Lillian's shoulder, and softly kissed her ear with his fiery lips.
An immediate wave of tingling pleasure made Lillian involuntarily moan, her alluring and supple body trembling weakly, leaning uncontrollably into Kevin's embrace.