Diana’s hesitation lted into a sly, seductive smile. She reached out and gently tucked a strand of hair behind Victoria’s ear, her fingers deliberately lingering on her neck, tracing the sensitive skin there.
"You’ve beco quite bold, Vicky," Diana replied, her voice low and dripping with seduction. "Inviting your own son and into your marital bed while your husband is away... How wonderfully naughty of you. I wonder how wet that thought is making you right now."
I was caught off guard by Diana’s shaless teasing and felt my face heat up, a rare blush creeping across my cheeks.
Victoria gasped, her eyes widening in playful shock. She quickly slapped Diana’s hand away from her face, though her cheeks were burning bright red.
"What... what nonsense are you talking about?!" Victoria exclaid, trying to sound stern but failing as a giggle escaped her. "Do you want to rebel against your mother-in-law already? So disrespectful!"
Diana imdiately pretended to beg for rcy. She clasped her hands together dramatically and pouted, "Oh no~ Please forgive , Mother-in-law! I’ll be a good girl, I promise. Don’t punish too hard tonight..."
Victoria rolled her eyes, but the smile on her face and the way her thighs pressed together showed she was enjoying every second of the banter.
After that, we moved to the dining room for dinner. The new maids had set the table elegantly, but the atmosphere between the three of us was anything but formal.
Diana kept serving food personally — placing choice pieces of at, vegetables, and freshly baked bread onto my plate with a loving, almost possessive smile. "Eat well, baby. You’re going to need your strength later," she whispered teasingly when the maids weren’t looking.
Victoria wasn’t about to be outdone. She kept piling more food onto my plate from the other side, her foot rubbing slowly against my calf under the table. "Eat more, sweetheart. You’ve been working so hard lately... Mommy wants you big and strong."
Both won were competing to dote on , their eyes frequently eting with playful challenge while brushing against at every opportunity. The tension was thick, electric, and deliciously taboo.
Once dinner was over and the table was cleared, Victoria stood up and took Diana’s hand.
"Co on, Diana. Let’s go to my room," she said warmly. "We have so much catching up to do. Just like old tis."
Diana glanced at one last ti, giving a knowing wink before letting Victoria lead her away. The two won disappeared down the hallway toward the master bedroom, their soft laughter and whispers fading behind the closing door.
I headed to my own room, closing the door behind .
The mont I was alone, the playful, horny atmosphere vanished. My expression turned serious as I walked over to the window, keeping the lights off so I could observe the outside without being seen.
The n were still there. Hidden in the shadows, watching the house. At least four positions I could spot from here, and probably more I couldn’t.
I also couldn’t shake the suspicion about the new maids my mother had suddenly hired. They were too polished, too quiet, and their timing was far too convenient. If Vincent — Selena’s father-in-law and the FBI director — was behind this, then these maids could easily be plants. Their goal was probably to get close to Diana... or use as leverage to reach Linda and Selena.
I sat on the edge of my bed, mind racing.
Part of wanted to go straight to the master bedroom and lose myself between my mother and Diana. But another part — the colder, more cautious part — stayed alert. I kept my phone close, checking for any ssages from Grace, while my ears strained for any unusual sounds in the house.
The night felt deceptively calm on the surface. But danger was closing in from outside... while forbidden pleasure waited just down the hall with my mother and Diana.
Suddenly, there was a soft knock on my bedroom door.
"Young Master... Dexter..." a sweet, feminine voice called from the other side.
I kept my voice calm. "Co in."
The door opened slowly, and in stepped one of the new maids. The mont she entered, the air in the room seed to grow thicker.
She was stunningly erotic. The classic black-and-white maid uniform she wore was clearly tailored to accentuate every dangerous curve of her body.
The top was extrely tight, struggling to contain a massive pair of heavy, round tits that threatened to spill out with every breath. The deep cleavage was pushed up obscenely high by the corset-style bodice, creating a soft, jiggling valley that drew the eyes instantly.
Her waist was slim, flaring out dramatically into wide, child-bearing hips and a massive, plump ass that stretched the short skirt dangerously tight.
The hem of the skirt barely covered the lower half of her ass cheeks, and the sheer black stockings on her long legs only made her thighs look thicker and more inviting.
She closed the door behind her with a soft click and bowed deeply, which only pushed her enormous breasts forward even more.
Her body language was perfectly submissive — head slightly lowered, hands clasped in front of her, back arched to present her chest and ass — but when her eyes flicked up to et mine, I caught the arrogant, calculating glint hidden behind her innocent expression.
"Young Master... I am sorry to disturb you so late," she said softly, her voice sweet and slightly breathy. She took a few steps closer, her wide hips swaying seductively with each movent. "I am new here... My na is Lila. Please take care of from now on."
She bit her lower lip gently and continued, "If Master needs anything at all... anything... I can help. I can serve you drinks, massage your shoulders after a long day... or..."
Lila stepped even closer until she was standing right beside my bed, looking down at with those deceptive eyes.
"...I can help Master warm the bed. It is part of my duty as a maid, after all. A proper maid should ensure her Master is comfortable in every possible way."
She leaned forward, deliberately giving a perfect view down her massive cleavage. Her voice dropped into a husky whisper.
"If Master feels lonely at night... I can sleep with Master. I will keep your bed warm with my body. You can use however you like."
Lila slowly sat on the edge of the bed, her thick ass sinking into the mattress as she placed one hand teasingly on my thigh.
"Master must be so tired after such a long day..." she cooed, gently squeezing my leg.
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