"The food you make is delicious, Ma'am," Kaede said, picking up a piece of beef and placing it in Alex's bowl. She acted as if she hadn't noticed the commotion under the table, looking at Alex with a normal, cheerful expression. "Alex, try this~"
On the other side, Rin's expression flickered visibly, but being the perceptive and understanding girl she was, she wasn't about to obstruct Alex. She followed suit, giving him a piece of fried shrimp.
"It's good," Rin nodded. "Even tastier than what my sister makes."
"Hey! Rin, my cooking is great too!" Kaede pouted. "I do all the cooking at home, and all you do is complain."
"Kaede's cooking is excellent as well," Alex added, which immediately brought a bright smile back to the tsundere student council president's face. The intimate interaction between her and Alex made Kasumi look on with a conflicted heart.
As an observer, it was easy to see they were a couple. The beautiful MILF felt a pang of guilt—Alex already had a girlfriend, so why was he doing this to her?
Nngh—!
The foot pressing against her private parts made Kasumi's breathing ragged. If she hadn't been desperately biting her lip, she might have let out a loud moan. An indescribable sensation, like an electric current, gathered in her lower abdomen.
It was tingly and numbing.
She felt an itchy, restless emptiness—a sudden, inexplicable thirst.
"Kaede and Kasumi-san are different types, but both are equally delicious," Alex said meaningfully. Kasumi's mind raced as she heard those words. The foot playing with her secret garden sent a shiver through her heavy breasts and plump hips.
She looked up, meeting the boy's perfect gaze. The shapely woman's eyes were glassy, filled with a silent plea for him to let her go. If this continued, she wouldn't be able to stop herself from making a fool of herself...
If she were caught like this at the dinner table, the consequences were unthinkable.
Hah... hah...
The wet patch was spreading. The triangular area of her panties, pinned by his toes, was relentlessly weeping nectar. Her narrow slit pulsed and twitched; Alex could feel it—she was begging for entry.
Her mouth said "no," but her body was honest. It was only natural; no woman could resist Alex's temptation.
Satisfied, Alex withdrew his foot.
For a moment, Kasumi looked startled. She had expected him to keep going regardless of the risk, but he had actually let her off.
"Mom? What's wrong?" Hazuki was sharp enough to notice her mother's odd behavior. Kasumi's face was flushed, her expression hazy with lust.
Something's wrong!
Could Alex be doing something to her? Hazuki's eyes darted around, and she casually glanced under the table. However, it was quiet; she saw nothing suspicious.
Kasumi's emotions were a mess. Doing such a thing at breakfast was dangerous, and she was relieved Alex stopped, yet the moment he did, a hollow sense of dissatisfaction washed over her.
That sudden void... she was holding it in so painfully. From the kitchen until now, his fingers had only provided a brief reprieve. Now, being teased and then abandoned midway left her feeling like a fish on a hook. Her primal cravings were slowly devouring her reason, but she couldn't possibly beg him to satisfy her here.
Amidst her inner turmoil, she suddenly felt her foot being grabbed. Kasumi gasped as Alex pulled her leg and rested it on his own lap.
Wait, what is he doing?
Kasumi froze, her leg forced straight. Her stocking-clad foot was held firmly in Alex's hand and pressed against something hard... The beautiful MILF suddenly realized what it was.
The sensation of her silk-covered foot pressing against his throbbing erection was intense. Even though Alex wasn't a foot or stocking fetishist, the sheer risk of the situation was an incredible stimulant. Kasumi's face burned as she tried to retract her leg, but Alex held her fast. She was forced to "massage" him with her foot right under the nose of her oblivious husband.
This boy... his tricks are endless...
Her soft foot felt his heat and his impressive shape. Even though she was servicing him, the pleasure she felt was no less than his; that searing temperature burned straight into her soul.
Clatter—
Suddenly, her husband dropped his chopsticks.
"Sorry, sorry," the man said sheepishly, bending down to pick them up.
!!!
Kasumi's heart nearly stopped. She tried to yank her foot back, but Alex clamped his legs shut, refusing to let go. What is he doing?! Her husband is going to see!
Kasumi nearly fainted as she watched her husband crouch down while her foot was still pinned against Alex's crotch, rubbing against his cock. She squeezed her eyes shut, waiting for the discovery and the inevitable fallout. She even began rehearsing an excuse in her head—after all, he was a creep too.
And yet... nothing happened.
The man sat back up as if everything were normal. He hadn't seen a thing. He hadn't seen his wife using her mature, sexy body to serve Alex. Kasumi glanced at her husband's calm face, utterly bewildered.
"Alex-kun..."
"Feeling relieved, Ma'am?" Alex's smile was mysterious. "He can't see anything unusual. Your husband won't notice his wife being toyed with by another man. Don't worry."
"Wait, you..."
How could he just say that out loud?! Kasumi looked at her husband and daughter in a panic, but they continued eating as if they hadn't heard a word.
"I told you, don't worry. Not only can he not see it, he can't hear us either. In their eyes, we are just having a normal meal," Alex grinned. "He won't find out, no matter what we do."
How is this possible? Is this a superpower?
"So, Kasumi-san..." Alex said with mock seriousness, "help me out. You started this fire; you have to see it through to the end."
"Alex-kun..."
Kasumi gave him a resentful, longing look. The kitchen was one thing, but doing this right in front of her husband was crossing a line. Yet, meeting the boy's undeniable gaze, she sighed. She set her chopsticks down, glanced nervously at her family, bit her lip, and slowly slid down under the table.
The people beside her noticed nothing.
In the darkness, the curvaceous, heavy-breasted MILF crawled toward Alex. She took his thick member and tucked it between her deep cleavage, using her voluptuous body to service him.
"Mmph..."
This time, Kasumi was more skilled. Under Alex's repeated teasing and training, she was almost completely tamed. A conditioned reflex had formed—the moment she was near him or touched him, her body would react violently.
Her body could no longer survive without him.