CHAPTER 109: CHAPTER 108: MADAM KAWASAKI

As soon as Roland entered the car, Yukio pulled him down to sit between her and her eldest daughter. After the car door closed, they eagerly tugged down their collars, revealing their snow-white cleavage to his eyes.

Before Roland could react, he was pinned down, and two soft mouths simultaneously covered his, silencing any protest.

Yes, Roland had initially intended to resist.

Not because he wanted to feign innocence—what was the point of pretending at this point? Wouldn’t it be better to fully immerse himself in love with Yukio and Haruno?

Roland hadn’t seen Yukio for two days, and his heart ached to mark her body with his scent.

He even wanted to go for some rounds directly in front of the school, but stopped himself!

After all, this is the entrance to the school, if it was filmed by others, and got leaked it would not be good for Yukio and Haruno reputation, but the person most affected will be Yuki who walked out of the car in front of everyone else.

Not to mention ...there is a fourth person in the car.

At this moment in the car in addition to Roland, Yukio and Haruno, there is a fourth person.

She was the Yukino Family’s newly hired chauffeur, a woman with long, ice-blue hair and surprisingly striking features.

Striking? Roland felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with her face, as if he’d seen her somewhere before.

Yet he was absolutely certain this was their first meeting.

It was a truly bizarre sensation.

Of course, now wasn’t the time to dwell on that. The real question was: was it appropriate for Yukio and Haruno to be so affectionate with him in front of a stranger?

As they kissed, Roland clearly saw the chauffeur observing them through the rearview mirror, her eyes wide with shock. She clearly hadn’t expected her high society rich employers to be... doing this with a high schooler!

It was obvious the driver hadn’t known about their relationship beforehand; otherwise, she wouldn’t have been so stunned.

So, they were brazenly engaging in something socially unacceptable right in front of an outsider?

Had Yukio and Haruno grown bored with ordinary play and started seeking thrills?

This...

It was utterly irresistible!

Ahem.

No matter what, Roland knew he couldn’t stop Yukio and Haruno in their frenzy. Left with no other choice, he also pulled them both to his arms and took turn kissing them one after another, his mouth getting filled with mother and daughter saliva.

He kissed for ten minutes more, until his determined resistance finally forced him to reluctantly break apart.

"Roland, why did you stop?I’m not nearly satisfied yet," Yukio purred, her eyes glowing with an even more intense, rosy affection.

"Aunt Yukio, I need to get to school soon, I have classes. Let’s save the fun for tonight," Roland replied. While he longed to bring her happiness, arriving late on the first day of school after a long vacation seemed unwise. If Teacher Jing got angry, he’d be on the receiving end of her iron fist.

"Then just drop out of school! Stay with your Aunt Yukio forever. I’ll take care of you for life," Yukio pleaded, her voice thick with longing, with her hands slithering under Roland school shirt.

"Yes, we’ll take care of everything for you Roland!" Haruno also chimed in, with her whole body leaning on him as she steal pecks.

If Roland went to school now, they wouldn’t see each other again until evening. That was an entire morning and afternoon wasted—such a pity! Yukio couldn’t imagine how blissful it would be if they could spend all that time merrily making love.

Why even bother with classes? Roland won’t need to find a job in the future anyway. Wouldn’t it be better to focus entirely on being her pampered darling?

"I want to stay with my beloved Yukio and Haruno forever too," Roland said soothingly, "but my mother would never let me drop out of school. So let’s both be patient for now, okay?"

He made it clear that if he had a choice, he wouldn’t bother with school either. His future lay either in the Yukino Family’s business empire or inheriting his family’s restaurant as a chef. There was no need to worry about college or finding a job like almost all the other students at the school.

So what’s the point of studying?

Tho some say it expands knowledge?

But Roland already learned all this highschool bullshit in his past life! Going through it again is pure torture!

But there was no arguing with his mother. She believed that wasting one’s youth outside of school—especially if it meant missing out on possible romantic encounters—was a crime. Dropping out was simply not an option.

To appease the restless Yukio and Haruno, Roland resorted to his "ultimate" method of comforting them: emotional sexual reassurance.

Roland looked at the pair of mother and daughter, he knows they won’t let him leave without getting something so he slither his way between their legs. He skillfully pull up the Haruno office skirt up and Yukio kimono.

As his hands touched their wet damp panties Roland could feel how much they want him at the moment. So he rubbed his index finger on top of their wet panties, while he gently push their panties aside and thrust his both hands middle fingers inside their pussy.

"Ah~so good~my pussy missed you, darling/Roland!"

Hearing their moans Roland increased his fingering paced making a squelching sound whenever his fingers thrust in and out of those wet pussies.

Haruno and Yukio also took turn in kissing Roland as their hands restlessly move upon him.

Fortunately, his massage skills made the process relatively easy. Before long, the mother and daughter began to "climaxed" under his touch, right in front of the rearview mirror. Kawasaki Saki, the driver’s, was so mortified, that she wanted to disappear.

It wasn’t just the climaxing scene of mother and daughter pair that shocked her. She also saw the young man pull a small, vibrating toy from his backpack and personally insert it into Miss Haruno.

She knew exactly what that toy was. She couldn’t believe that the Yukino Family, members of the upper class society, would wear such a thing for a young man who barely look like an adult.

Right in front of her eyes, her employers both mother and daughter are serving the same man. They are doing incest in broad daylight without care of world.

And it wasn’t just Miss Haruno wearing it. Even Madam Yukio seemed to have one on.

This...

Is this what the world of the wealthy is like?

She truly couldn’t understand or accept it!

"Haruno, I bought this for you earlier. See if you like it~?" Roland said cheerfully as he pulled out his hand out of Haruno pussy and sucked his wet fingers.

"If you’re the one putting it on me, then I’ll love it~" Haruno gazed at him adoringly, looking like she might kiss him again at any moment.

"That’s wonderful! Now Haruno won’t have to fight with me for it every night," Yukio said, clearly pleased that her daughter had been fitted with a control device buzz buzz

by Roland.

Yes, in Yukio’s eyes, this was a control device. With it in place, they had completely become Roland’s playthings.

"So Aunt Yukio, Haruno still fights for this thing at night?" Roland asked, surprised.

"Exactly! If I don’t give it to her, she’ll stubbornly refuse to leave," Yukio sighed, shaking her head. "What kind of daughter steals her mother’s precious things?"

"I never knew Haruno had such a cute side~," Roland chuckled.

"Hmph! You’re in no position to mock me, you brat! Who do you think made me like this in the first place?" Haruno retorted, pinching the flesh of Roland’s waist in anger, making him yelp and beg for mercy.

"Stop, stop, stop! My fault, my fault! Great Haruno, please spare your humble lord! I need to stay alive to go to school!"

"Hmph! Good you know your place. Now go to school. Remember to come home right after class. Mother and I have moved into Yuki’s apartment for now. Just come straight there."

"Isn’t that apartment only two rooms? Will there be enough space to sleep?"

"What nonsense! We’ll just squeeze together in one bed, won’t we?"

"True enough~ Then let’s all squeeze in together~"

Roland nodded knowingly, quickly rubbed his hands on a napkin, and exchanged an awkward glance with Saki before scrambling out of the car.

By then, Yukio had tidied her appearance and, as if having made up her mind, turned to the driver.

"Saki," she asked calmly, "what do you make of what just happened?"

"I...I..I didn’t see anything,"Saki stammered, her face flushed crimson as she forced herself to look away from the review mirror.

"Good. I’ll give you a raise when we get back. Don’t breathe a word of this to anyone. And you’ll likely see more of this in the future, so you’d better prepare yourself mentally," Yukio said as she wiped her thighs.

"Understood..." Saki replied, lowering her head with mixed emotions.

To be honest, she couldn’t accept this at all.

She’s saying I’ll see more of this in the future? Does that mean they’ll keep doing... that?

I’m a driver, not a voyeur!

Under normal circumstances, Saki would have quit on the spot.

But the promise of a raise forced her to grit her teeth and stay.

The Yukino Family paid her exceptionally well, and her family desperately needed the money.

A recent car accident had killed her husband and son instantly, while her young daughter remained in critical condition at the hospital, fighting for her life.

She needed this job. She needed the money.