My infinite lewd system: Seduce My wicked bosses wives

Chapter 21: late night

Her fingers trailed down my abdomen slowly.

For some reason I knew something wild was moving Kim to act in such a way.

’Her defiance couldn’t have broken that easily, is this a setup? if not... this is something she’s gonna regret but I guess I should use up my luck before it runs out.’

"I’m I disturbing you?" Kim asked.

Drawing more anxiety from me.

"Y-yeah y-your totally f-fine." Making me stutter with every word.

But I still remained anxious, unable to do what my dirty mind had always wanted.

The room became quiet, the kind of heavy silence that seemed to fall when it’s just the two of us.

I gulped hard.

I couldn’t just figure out why I was nervous all of sudden.

’Why isn’t he doing something? I’d look desperate if I do more than I’ve already done.’

"Don’t mind me, I came down to watch something since I couldn’t sleep. Can I change the channel?" Kim asked as she picked up the remote.

"Sure," I muttered.

[What are you doing Kenji? Grab the bull by its horn now]

’I can’t.’

[What!!!! Are you insane?]

Now it was past eleven. The sitting room was dark except for the faint glow of the hallway nightlight.

Kim lays on her side, head pressed against the armrest, one leg bent, the other dangling off the edge.

Her short silky robe hikes up slightly.

Kim laid seductively.

I could only steal a few hypnotic stares that punched air out of my lungs.

Forty three years old and she looked like sin carved with flesh.

My cock throbbed hard beneath my shorts but yet I couldn’t do anything to let myself fall for such temptation.

She shifted closer, letting her bare thighs brush against mine.

The gown moved higher, revealing her neat trimmed cunt — already swollen, lips visibly flushed even in the dim light.

A single bid of her glistening juices sticking out onto her thighs.

Her legs were endless. The faint of older stretch marks only made her skin look more glamorous.

The room became more awkward as my gaze met with Kim’s for the second time without saying a single word.

’Do something!’ Kim’s eyes squinted. ’Where did all that confidence he had earlier go to.’

[Kenji? I’m shocked at the way your reacting to this golden opportunity you have]

’I know... I really do want something to happen too but I can’t just get over the fact that this woman ruined my life. If anything I want to do the same too, and a silent fun time at night won’t do the damage I want.’

[Ahh...I see now. Alright then do as you wish]

’Sure.’ I grinned.

I had never been this hard before, my cock leaked steadily, a growing wet patch cooling against my skin.

Kim’s presence alone was a big turn on.

While we both focused on the tv my hand slowly slid up her thigh, grazing gently on her bare skin.

’What’s he doing now..? quite fed up that he waited this long.’

’God I hate this version of myself. The same urges that made me make that silly mistake of bringing another man’s child to my marital home.’

’I should do better, who I was in the past isn’t who I am now. Good thing we haven’t done anything, I need to go now.’

Just when Kim was about to get up from the couch.

I waited. Ready.

"Where do you think you’re going?" I pushed her down, raised her legs and pushed them apart.

Her face flushed red as the air hit her exposed pussy.

"I want to go and sleep.. I don’t even know what I was thinking coming down here, I feel so.. dirty."

I looked at her cunt — pink insides, with a white fluid leaking out. She’s indeed a slut.

"Kenji!" She stretches her hands to cover herself.

"Spot on.. You just said exactly what I want you to be. My dirty stepmom." I leaned in closer, while my hand went down and moved her hands out the way.

But now, as my hot breath scotched over her dripping folds.

Her face twisted — shock, regret, fury, and shame all at once.

"Kenji, what the fuck~" The word’s broke out of her mouth fiercely, the same tone that terrified my past.

But I ignored her, spreading her thighs widely until she was folded in a deep missionary press.

"Get the fuck off me! Please stop." She snarled, trying to jerk away but it was already too late.

The house was dead quiet — everyone else long asleep upstairs.

I knelt between her spread thighs on the wide leather couch, Kim’s silk nightie hiked up around her waist, glistening her pink folds on full display.

"Kenji this doesn’t feel right, please.." she said, cheeks flushed red.

"You’re saying that but here you are spreading your legs for me, how do you expect me to believe that you don’t want this, you said you did earlier.’

Realizing herself, she tried to close her legs but it was a weak effort. "That’s not true.. I don’t know what came over me, now let go of me."

I locked eyes with Kim and pressed my lips against her swollen clit and licked slowly.

Her eyes dilated sharply. She gasped, a sharp, shocked sound that turned into a moan before she could bite back.

"Jesus Christ. Kenji~~" her sweet voice trailed into a lustful moan.

Her fingers threaded through my hair, as her mind continued to become more chaotic. She bit her lip to stay quiet.

’Oh god, what am I doing? This is my stepson... I shouldn’t have started this. I’m married to his father. Why Kim? Why did I come down?’

My tongue dragged slowly up her slit, parting her slick lips, and a sharp gasp escaped her throat. Her hips twitched involuntarily.

"Fuck.. we shouldn’t be doing this here," she whispered, voice husky and trembling, but her hips rolled forward anyway, pressing her glistening pussy against my mouth.

’Fuck.. it feels so good. No, stop thinking like that. This is wrong. So fucking wrong.’ Kim’s mind raced, but her body was still at my mercy.

[She can’t escape you now Kenji, go all in...]