CHAPTER 140: CHAPTER 139

"Why the hell is jack the one staying at Emily’s place? I’m her top guy, her most capable right-hand man. If anyone should be crashing there, it’s me!" Luke fumed internally, his pride taking a serious hit.

Meanwhile, Jack, having sent Luke on his way, casually strolled back to the bedroom and sprawled out on the bed.

"Who’s there? What’s the deal?" Emily mumbled, half-asleep, as she felt Jack settle back in.

"I don’t know him, so I drove him away." He was going to say it was Luke, but decided to keep that to himself.

"Alright, then go to sleep." Seeing Jack staring at her chest without moving his eyes, Emily coquettishly said, "Haven’t you seen enough already? How long are you gonna stare? I want to sleep, hurry up and rest!"

"Emily, your big breasts are so beautiful, I can’t get enough of appreciating them!" Jack said with a grin, grabbing Emily’s arm lightly and leaning down to deeply inhale the scent of her full and soft chest. "So fragrant. I really want to be with you like this every night."

"Don’t talk nonsense. When your mother comes back, go back to your home." Emily didn’t want to be alone with Jack, not sure if she could resist being intimate with him, so she came up with an idea.

"By the way, that colleague you often hang out with, what’s his name?" Emily asked.

Jack wasn’t sure where this was going, but he answered truthfully. "Nick, he’s my good friend."

"Then invite him over for dinner this weekend. Since he’s your good friend, I’ll entertain him for you." Emily said.

"Is that appropriate?" Jack actually didn’t want Nick to come and disturb him.

"What’s inappropriate about it? If you don’t invite him, then I’ll invite Luke instead," Emily shot back, her brow furrowing.

"Then it’s Nick, I’ll tell him tomorrow." Jack had to agree. If he had to choose between Nick and Luke, he would definitely choose his good friend.

But he would have to warn him not to have any bad intentions towards Emily.

Jack could share Mary with Nick because in his mind, Mary was a slut.

But Emily was different; she belonged to him alone, and no one else could touch her.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere at Nick’s home was very heavy.

Nick stood in his room, visibly on edge, while his mom, Kay, stood nearby, giving him that stern, no-nonsense look.

Although her face was very serious, Kay was actually extremely embarrassed.

She never expected that her son Nick would see her masturbating in the living room. The look of pure shock on his face had left her scrambling for words.

It wasn’t until Nick bolted back to his room, clearly freaked out, that Kay pulled herself together. She checked on her husband, who was still dead asleep, wrestled with her thoughts for what felt like forever, and finally decided to talk to Nick.

She didn’t want Nick to have any bad impressions of her.

But when she actually came to Nick’s room and caught his awkward, avoiding eyes, Kay froze. She had no clue how to even start that conversation.

Should she tell Nick that his father couldn’t satisfy her at all, that she had already had a relationship with his classmate Jack, and that she was still eager for Jack’s big cock to enter her?

Her mind flashed back to when Nick was in middle school, how he’d once been obsessed with her, even going as far as using her underwear to get off. It had taken her a lot of effort to break him of that habit. If she didn’t handle tonight’s situation carefully, she worried Nick might slip back into those old, unhealthy thoughts about her.

Thinking of this, Kay said to Nick, "Nick, you’re not a kid anymore, so I’m not going to sugarcoat it. What you saw? It’s no big deal. Adults do stuff like that all the time. Just like how you often secretly masturbate in your room."

Nick’s face turned beet red. "Mom, what are you even saying? I don’t know what you’re talking about," he stammered, completely caught off guard that she’d called him out like that.

"Nick, don’t sweat it. There’s no shame in it. Every guy goes through that phase," Kay said gently, patting the spot next to her. "Come on, sit down for a sec."

Nick obediently sat beside her.

"You are my son, you don’t need to hide anything from me. I love you more than anyone else in the world, so I’ll accept you no matter what, secrets and all. And I’d never spill the beans. If you have any confusion, you can talk to me," Kay cooed.

"Really?" Nick gathered his courage and asked, "Mom, were you masturbating in the living room just now?"

He asked too directly, making Kay blush.

But she knew she had to answer Nick’s question directly, otherwise Nick wouldn’t talk to her about anything in the future.

"Yeah, just like how you usually do it yourself," Kay admitted with a nod.

"What does it feel like, is it as pleasurable as having sex?" Nick asked immediately.

Upon hearing this explicit question, Kay trembled, and her large breasts trembled slightly.

Young people nowadays were really precocious.

Not to mention her son Nick, even that Jack, in his twenties, was so good at playing with women, and he even had a 10-inch long big cock.

Just the memory of their time together sent a rush of heat through Kay. Her body remembered every inch of him, and the thought alone was enough to make her wet.

But she definitely couldn’t let Nick find out her situation. Kay tried to maintain a natural demeanor and said, "Masturbation and sex are definitely not the same feeling. Sex requires cooperation between two people, not only for physical satisfaction but also for emotional communication. Masturbation couldn’t offer you that experience."

"I see." Nick seemed to understand, then hesitated for a moment and said, "Mom, I actually have another question, but I’m afraid you’ll get angry if I ask."

"Relax, Nick. Like I’ve told you before, you’re my son. Nothing you say is gonna make me mad." Kay said with a reassuring smile.

Nick took a deep breath, gathered his courage, and said, "Mom, I’ve had this confusion for a long time, that is, I get excited when I see your body, and I have wet dreams at night. Is it wrong for me to do this?" Kay felt a bit helpless, not expecting Nick’s attachment to her to still be so deep.

"Nick, it’s not shameful for you to be infatuated with my body. It’s normal for someone with your age to be curious about the opposite sex, and since I’m the closest woman in your life, it makes sense you’d think this way. Just like how you might be attracted to other women, it’s not a big deal," Kay explained. She paused, then added, "Nick, today I can let you see my body, but you can only look, not touch, understand?"

With that, she stood up, took off her nightgown in front of Nick, revealing her soft and full body.

Looking at Kay’s large breasts, her rosy nipples exposed in front of him, Nick felt his mouth dry.

His cock suddenly hardened, pressing against his shorts, forming a tent.

Looking further down, he saw the dense pubic hair between her long legs, as well as the plump labia below.

Nick felt a rush of heat and really wanted to pounce on her and insert his cock into Kay’s vagina.

But he didn’t dare. He could only stare at her body firmly, wanting to keep this scene in his heart forever.

Although Kay’s body was covered in goosebumps from Nick’s gaze, she persisted, even posing in different positions for Nick to see. After watching carefully for half an hour, Kay finally put her clothes back on.

"Mom, thank you," Nick said, his voice full of gratitude.

"No need to thank me, I’m your mother, and you’re my son," Kay cooed and turned around to leave.

After Kay left, Nick lay on the bed thinking about the scene he had just seen, and started masturbating.

"Mom. I... I love you so much, I want... want to fuck you. I want to fuck you to death!" Nick murmured.

The next day, Eva was taking a nap in the rest area after a busy morning.

In a daze, she heard the door creak, and then felt a pair of large hands embracing her.

Eva suddenly opened her eyes and saw Jack looking at her with a lecherous smile.

"What the hell are you doing? Hands off! I’m tired, let me rest!" Eva struggled under Jack.

Jack’s lust was aroused even more by her struggles. He grabbed Eva’s large and swollen breast through her clothes with one hand, and slid his hand into her lower body, reaching into her skirt along her thigh.

"Come on, baby. Let’s have some passion, I can’t hold on!" Jack snickered.