"Hazuki..."
Kasumi couldn't face her daughter, especially now that the truth was out. She felt a deep sense of guilt. She wasn't afraid of her husband anymore—she didn't care about that man—but she felt she had failed her daughter.
Looking at Hazuki's devastated expression, Kasumi sighed and shook her head. "Hazuki... I'm sorry. I broke my promise."
She finally admitted to the affair. "But it has already happened. And now..."
"And now what?"
The MILF's gaze hardened with resolve. After everything she had been through, she had made up her mind. Having shared a physical bond with Alex, she wasn't going to back down, even against her daughter.
"And now, I won't give him up." Kasumi spoke with a solemn expression. It was shameless and perhaps a bit "un-motherly," but she didn't care. From the moment she fully accepted him, she had reached this realization.
Hazuki felt like she was seeing a stranger. Seeing her mother so persistent, the girl pulled at her hair. "Mom, are you serious? What about Dad?"
"That man doesn't deserve to be your father. He has disgusting thoughts about you."
Oh... so Mom knows? Wait, did Alex tell her? Hazuki's eyes darted away. She knew about her father's intentions—after all, she had been the one to start the "temptation" in the first place. "Even so... aren't you afraid I'll tell him? Then you guys—"
"Then we'll just divorce. I'd prefer that," Kasumi said calmly. "From my current position, I have no right to judge him anyway. We'll just part ways."
Kasumi paused. She realized she couldn't stand her husband's lust for their daughter, yet if Alex were to make a move on Hazuki, she didn't feel repulsed. In fact, she felt it might be okay.
Why? It was a massive double standard. Was it because Hazuki liked him too? Or...
Anyway, Alex doesn't seem interested in Hazuki, the sexy MILF thought, feeling a strange sense of relief. That's the difference between him and that other man. I'm so glad I met him.
Hazuki was devastated. Not only had her mother stolen the man she wanted, but she was also being incredibly stubborn about it.
Why is this happening?! I was supposed to be the one stealing my best friend's boyfriend! Why did my MOM intercept him?!
While Hazuki's world was crumbling, Alex returned home. Kaede and Rin had gone to their own house, but the maid, Tsubaki, had stayed with Alex.
Chihiro and Makoto were washing the car in the yard. North-Ai was playing with a stray white cat. Meanwhile, Tsubaki was in the kitchen helping Natsumi Obata with the cooking.
And Alex was there to "interfere."
By "interfere," I mean he was groping the beautiful MILF from behind.
"Alex~" Natsumi's body went soft at his touch. Her mature body was incredibly sensitive; a few light strokes from Alex were enough to ignite her fire, but she was in the middle of cooking.
"I'm making dinner, don't move around like that," the red-haired woman said. She was wearing an apron over her clothes, looking like the perfect housewife. Her heavy breasts were being squeezed and toyed with, making her hold on the spatula unsteady.
"You do your job, I'll do mine. We won't get in each other's way," Alex whispered, feeling her curves. "Your skin is so soft, Natsumi. Better than a teenage girl's."
"Master," Tsubaki added from the side, "you're wrong. Natsumi's skin is better than any young girl's."
She wasn't just flattering her. Tsubaki looked at the blushing Natsumi. "Most girls need makeup, but Natsumi-san is more beautiful bare-faced than they are with it. She's getting younger by the day."
"Oh, don't exaggerate..."
"Tsubaki is right. You're getting younger, Natsumi. Your skin is as smooth as a baby's, not a single wrinkle in sight. Even your breasts... they haven't sagged at all."
As he spoke, he squeezed her harder.
"It's all thanks to Alex... nngh~"
Her sentence was cut off by a sudden intrusion. The red-haired beauty gasped, her hands gripping the kitchen counter for support. Her eyes were hazy with lust. "So sudden... I told you I'm cooking... you idiot~"
Squish, squish.
The hot, powerful impacts made her voice break. Her body trembled as she was forced to endure his thrusts. Despite her verbal complaints, her body was honestly responding to the boy's rhythm, producing wet, lewd sounds.
"Your inside too... not loose at all. It's as tight as a virgin's," Alex said, reaching around to grab her breasts while he rode her from behind. "Natsumi, you're squeezing me so good."
"I told you... it's because Alex... helped me... regain my youth," Natsumi moaned, arching her back to give him better access. "So, it's all your credit~"
It wasn't just Natsumi. All the women around Alex—Yori, Mira, and the others—were glowing with a renewed vitality and beauty. It wasn't just his time powers; his "essence" was making them stronger, evolving them toward perfection.
The gap between Alex's women and the "common" girls outside was widening. As Tsubaki put it, even without makeup, these MILFs were more beautiful than made-up teenagers.
This was all thanks to Alex's hard work, "plowing the fields" every day. Natsumi could no longer cook, so Tsubaki, the perfect maid, took over the spatula.
Natsumi leaned against the wall, fully immersing herself in the pleasure of Alex's cock. Even though she was being pounded into a daze, she didn't forget to reciprocate his love, squeezing him with her internal muscles to make him feel just as good.
"Nngh—!"
Alex vented himself deep inside Natsumi. He took a long breath and watched as Natsumi obediently cleaned him up with her tongue. Alex patted her head. "Natsumi, we're going to Osaka and Kyoto tomorrow. Since there's nothing much going on, why don't you come with us?"
"Kyoto? Can I really come?" She looked up, still cleaning him.
"Of course. You're my woman too. Naturally, you're coming."
"Alex~" Natsumi's eyes sparkled. Midway through cleaning him, she simply took him back into her mouth and started a fresh blowjob.
Tsubaki looked at the two of them starting another round and shook her head at her delicious cooking. It seemed tonight's dinner would have a "special" flavor added to it.