Perverted Step-Dad System

Chapter 6: Seducing Jane

’Sighs... what should I do?’

I muttered as I casually strode inside.

A plan was already begining to form in my mind.

It was just I and my daughter at home.

If I was to begin my path of corruption, I had to set things in motion today.

There was no reason for further delay.

Then again, how do I go about it?

I couldn’t make her do anything against her will...

Just as I reached this point, I recalled the system had rewarded me previously.

I couldnt directly control her, but maybe I could influence her thoughts in the direction I wanted.

My eyes lit up at the idea.

In moments I’d arrived at my room.

Glancing at the wall clock I quickly analysed everything I had in mind.

My wife would be back in the evening by 6, so I didnt need to worry about her.

Knowing evelyn, and with how much she trusted me, I’m certain she wouldnt be suspiciuos of me wanting to do anything with jane, so she wouldnt be in a haste to come back.

Then there was sophie who came back from school around 3. Sometimes if they had extra lessons, she’d come later.

There wasnt much to worry about from her side as well.

As for my eldest daughter, she came back later than my wife, so she was similarly out of the question.

’In essence I practically have seven hours left...’

The time was 8 now, so after my rough analysis, everything came together in my mind.

I tried one of the skills I’d received, so the system was as real as it could be.

My plan was to use ’thought influence’ on jane.

I paced briefly... and in the background the clock continued ticking.

’Why was I hesitating?’

I ran a hand through my hair and let out a sight breath.

Before I knew it thirty minutes had gone by.

Wasting any more time would be detrimental to my plan.

With that in mind, I steeled my resolve and walked out of the room.

The house was a little silent.

The house was situated in an estate, so there was little to no noise attimes.

At an even pace I finally reached jane’s room.

Surprisingly, her door was opened slightly.

Just as I was about to knock, my eyes caught sight of her.

She was sitting by the window, and seemed to be putting on some make-up, trying new styles of make-up, while at the same time tying her hair into different styles, as though she was contemplating which one would suit her more.

I paused briefly before giving the door a light knock.

A startled expression appeard on jane’s face as she quickly turned to the door.

She was a little relieved when she saw it was me.

She’d almost forgotten there was someone else now living with her.

Normally it’d just be her at home, so she tried out different styles of make-up to pass time before her two sisters arrived and she could chat idly with them.

"Are you busy?" I asked, maintaining a steady, and deep, enticing voice.

"A little," jane said, then turned to face the mirror and loosed the band from her hair.

"Just trying out something new." She added.

"What are you doing here? Bored already?" jane asked curiously.

"Just checking up on my daughter..." I replied with a smile.

Jane paused her movement on her hair, her eyes meeting mine in the mirror.

The silence between us stretched briefly before she said in a cold tone, "dont call me that."

"Hmm..." I merely hummed as though I hadnt heard her.

"Do you need some help? I know a style that might fit you quite well." I changed the topic.

Jane raised her brows slightly in surprise. It was rare to meet a man that knew how to style hair.

"You know how to style hair?"

"Just a little bit..." I said simply as my hand reached towards her hair.

Jane wanted to protest, but there was a faint hint of curiousity in her heart.

Lightly, I gently tied her hair into a bun.

Glancing at the mirror, I noticed my daughter’s gaze fixed intently on me as though she was studying an interesting specimen.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of my lips, and the sight reflected back in the mirror.

Jane quickly caught it and stiffened.

The smile was enough to make her heart skip a beat.

Looking at the mirror, Jane’s heart began beating slightly faster than normal, a warm flush slowly spreading across her skin.

She hadn’t noticed it before, but her dad looked... handsome?

Their reflection stared back at them, a handsome young man and a matured, beautiful lady.

"Do you like it?" my voice whispered softly in Jane’s ears as I gently raised her hair.

It had been neatly styled to the side, outlining her flawless jawline and her perfectly round face that showed cute dimples whenever she smiled.

Her light green eyes seemed to contain a glimmer in the mirror that blended perfectly with her looks, making her charm even more prominent.

Her dad’s voice made Jane feel a tingle run down her spine, sharp and electric.

She shivered slightly, the sensation sliding lower as she nodded her head in a daze.

A moment later, Jane realised how she’d reacted and she was startled.

Her eyes quickly darted to the mirror before lowering downwards.

’What was that feeling just now?’

She thought to herself, feeling a wave of confusion settle into her chest.

Jane frowned to herself, then suddenly thought of something and her mouth curled up into a satisfactory smirk.

’Why don’t I try teasing him?’ The idea seemed pleasing.

Jane was the type of girl who loved doing daring things. She loved the thrill of teasing others, only to watch them crumble to her charms.

Rather than just shy away from it, why didn’t she go along with it and try to seduce her step-dad.

He looked quite young so Jane guessed that he was just after her mom’s body.

’Using this I can confirm my suspicion, and have mom dissolve her marriage with him.’

The more she thought about it, the more pleasing the idea seemed.

Finally, the shyness in her heart was gone.

She glanced up and stared at the mirror, at her father’s familiar, warm gaze, and a faint smile that could warm any man’s heart appeared at the corner of her lips.

"So, dad, do you truly love mom?"

Hearing Jane call me ’dad’ I was startled and surprised.

"Do I love your mother?"

Jane nodded and turned around to stare into my eyes.

I returned her smile.

"Of course I love your mother." I said with confidence in my voice.

Jane leaned closer, and we were now inches apart, her warm breath brushed against my face lightly, carrying the faint sweetness of her lips.

"So you mean..." she said lightly, her eyes flicking downwards before returning back to mine,

"You’d be able to resist any form of temptation for the sake of mom?"

I almost swallowed.

Why did the room suddenly feel hot?

What had suddenly gotten into Jane?

Forcing down the arousal I was starting to feel, the growing hardness straining against my pants, I nodded, my smile remaining ever present.

Although I wanted to corrupt them, I knew things couldn’t happen this easily.

She was either testing me, or she had a twisted mind.

I couldn’t say for certain but at the same time I couldn’t take my chances.

"Yeah, I’d be able to resist any temptation, I dont mind." I tried to play things out casually, however my daughter quickly tugged on my shirt.

My eyes widened as our mouths were barely an inch apart, her soft breasts lightly pressing against my chest.

She said in a sultry voice.

"What if its a temptation coming from your daughter?"

’god help me,’ I muttered to myself internally, almost losing control.

Presently, my daughter had me wrapped in her grasp.

It was just the two of us at home, and I knew if I wanted to survive this, I had to take things into my own hands.

"If it’s my daughter..." my low voice came again, deeper this time.

I leaned closer and closer towards Jane.

Her eyes widened as she instinctively brought her head backwards.

However it didn’t completely help her as my head was still lowering towards hers.

’Is he planning to kiss me?’ Jane was shocked and startled at the same time.

She only wanted to tease me, not expecting I would truly take things that far.

She continued retreating until she reached the mirror on the wall and realised she could no longer move back.

Her eyes stared intently at mine as her heart began pounding, heat pooling between her thighs.

"Perhaps..."

Jane noticed the faint smile on my lips as I spoke.

’Perhaps? Perhaps what? Would he really?’ Many thoughts immediately sprung into Jane’s mind.