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Chapter 17 Part 2 Lunch and Leftovers
He saw two beautiful mature women in black and white qipaos bustling before the counter.
They moved in perfect sync among the pots and pans, their stocking‑clad legs dancing, black and white crisscrossing in a dizzying show.
With their backs to him, he couldn't see the waves on their chests, but the rippling motion of their rear ends was perfectly clear.
Each bounce of their buttocks sent a faint, lewd scent of mature sex drifting across the room, strong even from several meters away.
He couldn't help rubbing the ache in his crotch through his pants.
Even though his cock hadn't fully regained its strength after Jenna's long, draining attentions, the vigor of youth still kept his desire alive.
And with two such luscious women right before his eyes, he couldn't help having his mind fill with lust.
Remembering his grandmother's mouth wrapped around him in the bathroom the night before, he grinned.
She must have been holding back for quite some time too…
His mind filled with images of his grandmother and maternal grandmother kneeling in front of him, baring their most secret places for him to play with at will.
Usually dignified and elegant Serena, always projecting a noble air, and his doting, attentive Granny Annie the two closest and most loving relatives he had, more than thirty years older than him, writhing under him, taking his cock and moaning wantonly.
The thought alone thrilled him more than his time with Wendy or Jenna.
The taboo thrill of incest, the fusion of shared blood, dwarfed anything he'd felt with unrelated mature women.
He didn't watch long.
Instead, he strode forward and wrapped his arms around Annie's waist from behind, rubbing his cheek against her back and calling out happily.
"Grandma, when did you get here? You didn't tell me you were coming."
His joy carried a tinge of mock complaint.
He continued to wear the mask of a pure, ignorant boy.
Only by remaining this sweet, harmless child could he entice mature women into the traps he wove.
It was the principle he'd discovered after conquering two mature women his rule for "taming" them.
Annie, absorbed in stir‑frying, jumped at the sudden hug and almost flipped the pan.
Once she realized it was her beloved grandson, the curve at her lips softened.
She tilted her head slightly and caught him in the corner of her eye, her gaze full of spring warmth.
"You scared me half to death, you rascal.
"Grandma almost spilled the pan."
She turned off the burner and gently pried his arms loose, then spun around to hug him.
After so long apart, she poured all her pent‑up longing into that overdue embrace.
Since her husband's death, aside from her daughter, this dear grandson had become one of the only two lights left in her world, the belief that kept her moving forward.
Holding him now, she could only regret not being there for his childhood.
The remorse at the bottom of her heart lifted up a new resolve: he wouldn't have to be lonely like that again.
Their warm embrace should have been a simple, heartwarming scene between grandparent and child.
But in Serena's eyes, it stung a little.
Her heart tugged with a small pang of sourness.
Slightly vain and forceful as she was, Serena felt a flash of jealousy and even fear.
She worried Annie might steal her place in Liam's heart.
However, those thoughts were so absurd that she forced them down immediately.
Still, she couldn't stop herself from saying, a bit tartly,
"Naughty Liam, can't you see Grandma over here? You only have eyes for your other grandma?"
She folded her arms and cast a deep look at the two of them.
Annie, sensing Serena's gaze, understood at once: her in‑law was jealous.
In a playful mood, she lifted her fox‑like eyes and said with a smile,
"Liam, is your paternal grandma mean to you?
"Do you only miss your maternal grandma?
"Don't worry, now that I'm here I'll help you 'deal with' her, how about that?"
Liam, head buried in Annie's breasts, took it as a joke.
But wanting to care for Serena's feelings, he still defended her.
"That's not true.
"Grandma treats me very well.
"I just haven't seen you in a long time and missed you, that's all."
Serena had bristled at Annie's teasing, her brow creasing, but his words instantly smoothed it back out.
She beamed, full of relief.
"You see? Trying to sow discord between us.
"What wicked intentions, hmm?
"Liam, we'd better stay away from that 'bad' grandma."
Laughing, she stepped closer and wrapped her arms around him from behind.
He was now sandwiched between their extreme curves.
Front and back, the four soft, fragrant breasts cushioned his head, their heat on his cheeks making his thoughts spin.
Their plump bellies pressed close around his small body, their warmth and mature scent enveloping him.
They held him between them and wouldn't let go.
In the end, Annie relented first, yielding victory to Serena.
"Alright, alright, you win.
"He's not going anywhere.
"We'll have plenty of time with him later."
She released him and returned to the stove.
Serena, content with her "win," kept her expression neutral, though she couldn't quite keep her smile from curling.
Fake prude, Liam thought, watching her.
A single phrase popped into his mind.
At lunch, the table felt livelier with one more person there, though Jenna remained listless.
When Serena asked in concern, she only blamed exhaustion from overwork.
Serena accepted that explanation and thought nothing of it.
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