The master bedroom downstairs, probably because her daughter was home and she felt more at ease, Ruth changed into the usual spaghetti strap dress she wore at home, the lighter and more comfortable one. Of course, she was still wearing a bra, which felt a bit odd.
One could admire the incredibly deep cleavage, the snow-white flesh of her breasts, and the flushed, post-shower glow on Mother-in-law Ruth's face, making her exceptionally charming and exuding a strong hormonal allure.
As soon as Luis entered, he stared brazenly, and Ruth seemed accustomed to it, even feeling a faint pride in her own attractiveness.
Lily naturally sat on her mother's bed, and Luis unceremoniously followed, lying down casually like the man of the house, even resting his head directly on Father-in-law Arthur's pillow.
Lily didn't think much of it, but Ruth gave him a sidelong glance, feeling a bit strange, recalling her son-in-law's odd words.
"Mom, I'll take Dad's place and take good care of you..."
