Perverted Step-Dad System

Chapter 15: Dinner With Family...

Jane moved around the kitchen with quick, practiced motions, setting the dining table with plates and utensils that clinked softly against the wood.

She had thrown together a simple dinner: steaming white rice, a rich tomato stew thick with spices and chunks of tender beef, some fried plantains golden and crisp at the edges, and a side of fresh salad to balance it all.

The aroma of cooked onions, peppers, and simmering meat filled the house, warm and inviting.

The family gathered at the table soon after.

Hidden beneath the easy surface of the meal sat an awkward tension between Lucien and Jane.

Every time their eyes met across the dishes, the memory of his fingers buried deep in her slick heat flashed between them, and it only made Jane’s movements hasty and panicked.

Evelyn, sensing the slight stiffness, purposefully coughed, not sure what exactly was going on.

She glanced at her two daughters, before her eyes rested on her husband.

"Lucien, why dont you say a quick prayer for us before we have dinner?"

I smiled and clasped my hands in a praying gesture.

With that I said the prayers and we began our meal.

"So, how was school today, girls?" Evelyn asked first, passing the bowl of plantains around.

Sophie chattered happily about a funny story from class, her words tumbling out between bites.

Jane smiled and nodded along, though her fork moved a little too carefully on her plate.

As I watched the scene play out, the interaction between the three girls, I felt faintly... bored...

I rolled my eyes a little and placed a piece of plantain in my mouth.

Just as I was about to chew through it, my movements stalled and I thought of something.

I chuckled internally, then my voice echoed.

"Hey, Jane? Please pass me the rice."

Jane’s fingers on her fork trembled.

It wasnt because of what I’d asked, rather...

’Th... what’s this feeling?’

The moment I finished speaking, a warm feeling surged through Jane’s body.

My deep and resonant voice continuously echoing in her mind.

It felt similar to when I’d fingered her. In fact the feelings werent too far apart.

It was as though a light thumb had brushed against her pussy lips causing her body to tingle and shiver with pleasure.

"Jane?" I called out once more, and the shiver ran through her whole body once more.

Jane clasped her thighs together and heat was already beginning to creep up her cheeks.

’Wha—what’s happening to me?’ she muttered to herself, still in a daze.

I stared at her micro expression with a look of interest.

Of course I knew exactly what was happening.

This was the activation of the voice trigger mark.

Previously I’d placed three words with the mark.

Two of them were ’Jane’ and ’please’

Now those marks were coming in handy.

I wanted to let out a loud chuckle but knew I had to control myself and feign ignorance.

"Jane?" I called the third time and my wife and Sophie who were lost in their conversation were attracted to the both of us.

"Jane? Are you alright?" Sophie nudged her from the side.

"Uh... yeah... yes." Jane recovered pretty quickly and glanced at her sister with a forced smile.

"Lucien was asking for the rice?" Evelyn narrowed her eyes suspiciously at her daughter, thinking her daughter was purposefully ignoring him.

Although she could tell they’d have a hard time getting used to him, they still had to pay respect to him.

Evelyn was already starting to be pissed by her daughters’ behaviour towards him.

Thankfully, just then, Jane finally recovered and with a flustered expression and a shaky hand she passed the bowl of rice.

"Thank you, Jane." I replied as I collected the bowl of rice from her.

Jane’s hand trembled and the bowl almost fell off her hand the moment I called her name.

Another tingle erupted in her pussy, jolting her.

"I... uh... can I use the restroom? I’ll finish my meal later?!" Jane quickly said and without waiting for either I or Evelyn to reply she stood up and rushed towards her room.

As she dashed for her room, through her shorts I could see a faint glimpse of a damp patch in her secret spot.

’So this is how effective a tier 1 item is?’ I mused internally, admiring the sight.

"What’s wrong with your sister?" Evelyn asked Sophie.

Sophie shook her head slightly, a sign that she didnt know as well.

"I’m sure she’d come around." I gently rubbed my wife’s fingers and said with a smile.

Sophie glanced down at where our hands were rubbing against each other and rolled her eyes, feeling exasperated.

She stamped her fork onto her plate.

"Can we please eat?" she feigned anger and said in a cold tone.

Evelyn let out a light laugh and returned back to her meal as did I.

"What about Avery? I chatted her up earlier on but she hadnt replied me yet."

After eating for a few minutes of silence, Sophie couldn’t help but ask curiously.

"She called earlier that they were having an after work party so she wont be home early today." Evelyn replied before taking a glass of water.

"Oh..." Sophie mumbled and stuffed a piece of meat in her mouth.

The meal returned to its previous silence and continued as usual as the family of three rounded off their dishes.

...

While the calm meal was ongoing however, someone else was in a complicated state of mind.

Jane stared at her reflection in the mirror, a wry smile appearing at the corner of her lips.

She raised a shaky hand.

Her fingers were drenched in her fluids, slick and glistening under the harsh bathroom light, the thick scent of her arousal heavy in the small space.

’I did it again...’ Jane stared at her reflection with a defeated look.

To think she’d skip dinner just to come and masturbate.

Wasnt that something only a slut would do?

Her pussy still throbbed with aftershocks, swollen and sensitive, the slick warmth leaking slowly down her inner thighs as she stood there trembling.

’What’s wrong with me? Why do I get so horny around him?’ many questions sprang into Jane’s mind.

She was slowly approaching the realisation that she could hardly control herself around Lucien!

The memory of his voice alone had pushed her over the edge so easily, her clit pulsing hard as she rubbed frantic circles through her soaked shorts before shoving her hand inside to chase the desperate release.

’How do I fix myself???’ she pulled her hair messily.

After some time she returned to stare at her reflection.

’This all started with Lucien... should I just fuck him and get over it?’

Although the thought made Jane feel like even more of a slut, she knew she had to fix herself.

If she continued in this state, it was only a matter of time before she became an addict.

Each and every masturbation session had been intense and unique in their own way, her body shaking with raw, overwhelming pleasure that left her gasping and clenching around nothing.

Even now, despite skipping dinner to come relieve herself, she felt relieved.

Her whole body was flushed and relaxed, skin still tingling with lingering heat, nipples tight against her shirt, and a heavy, sated warmth spreading through her core as she felt like having a blissful sleep.

’Lucien!!!’ Jane screamed once more... ’what the fuck did you do to me???’