Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties-Chapter 351: Sneaky Kate

From the corner of my eye, I could see Kate's drink hitting the table with a sharp clink as she stood abruptly. Her movements were deliberate yet hurried, her heels clicking against the floor like gunshots as she followed us with predatory focus. The way her eyes locked onto where Jennifer's body had just been pressed against mine sent a shiver down my spine.

I guided Jennifer toward one of the master bedrooms, my hand resting possessively on her back. The door swung open with a soft creak, revealing the opulent space within.

I left the door slightly ajar - just enough for someone to peek through if they were so inclined. The anticipation of Kate potentially watching only heightened my arousal, making each touch more electric.

The moment we entered the bedroom, Jennifer's eyes sparkled with mischief as she took in our surroundings. "Oh my," she purred, her voice dripping with honeyed seduction. "Jack, taking me to a bedroom already? Aren't we moving a little fast?" Her fingers trailed along my chest, each touch sending electric sparks through my nervous system.

I smirked, my hands finding her waist. "You're the one who asked me to show you the way," I reminded her, my voice low and rough. "I'm just being a good host."

She laughed, the sound rich and sultry. "A good host indeed," she murmured, her body pressing closer to mine. The way her breasts smashed against my chest was driving me wild, the soft flesh yielding against my muscles. "But I thought we were going to the washroom, Jack. Did you have other plans in mind?"

I leaned down, my lips brushing against the shell of her ear. "Maybe I did," I admitted, my voice rough with desire. "Maybe I've been thinking about this all night."

As we entered the bedroom, Jennifer turned to me with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Jack," she said, her voice dripping with honeyed seduction, "are you sure you're not just trying to get me alone?"

I smirked, pulling Jennifer closer until her breasts pressed deliciously against my chest, the soft flesh molding perfectly to my muscles. "Would that be such a bad thing?" I murmured, my hands sliding down to grip her waist possessively. The heat of her body against mine was intoxicating, her perfume wrapping around me like invisible fingers.

She laughed, the sound rich and sultry, her fingers tracing teasing patterns on my chest that sent sparks through my nervous system. "Oh, I didn't say it was bad," she purred, her voice dripping with honeyed seduction. "But we were supposed to be going to the washroom, remember?" Her hips swayed deliberately against mine, the movement making my cock throb painfully in my pants.

I leaned down, my lips brushing against the shell of her ear, my breath hot against her skin. "Maybe I wanted some privacy," I whispered, my voice rough with desire. The way her body responded to my touch was driving me wild, her breath hitching slightly as my lips trailed down her neck.

She pulled back slightly, her eyes locked onto mine with a mix of challenge and desire. "Jack," she murmured, her voice thick with need. "I need to use the washroom." Her fingers traced patterns on my chest, each touch sending waves of pleasure through me. "And I mean it when I say don't peek." The way her lips curved told me she hoped I would do exactly that.

I raised an eyebrow, my hands still gripping her ass possessively. "And what if I do?" I challenged, my voice rough with desire. The way her body responded to my touch was intoxicating, her hips grinding against me with deliberate sensuality.

She smiled, her eyes dark with promise. "Then I might have to punish you," she threatened, her voice breathless. The way her lips curved was almost predatory, promising delights yet to come. "Now be a good boy and wait here." Her hands slid down to grip my ass, pulling me closer until her breasts smashed against my chest.

I growled, my hands sliding up to cup her breasts, the soft flesh filling my palms perfectly. "I'm not sure I can be good," I admitted, my thumbs brushing against her nipples, the hard peaks pressing into my skin. The way her body responded to my touch was driving me wild, her breath hitching as my thumbs circled her nipples.

She gasped, her body arching into my touch, her breasts pressing more firmly against my chest. "Jack," she whispered, her voice thick with need. "Please. I'll be quick." Her hands slid down to grip my ass, pulling me closer until her body was flush against mine.

As Jennifer disappeared into the washroom, her hips swayed with deliberate seduction, the movement making my cock throb painfully against my zipper.

The way her dress clung to her curves was mesmerizing - the fabric stretched taut over her perfect hourglass figure, the swell of her ass tempting me to reach out and grab it. I could practically taste her skin, smell her perfume lingering in the air between us.

My eyes flicked to the doorway where Kate's shadow loomed, her presence a palpable force of jealousy and desire. The knowledge that she was watching, that she was witnessing our intimacy, sent a jolt of electricity through my veins. I could feel her eyes burning into my back, her frustration and arousal mixing in the air like a potent aphrodisiac.

I activated my AI Lens, and the world snapped into crystal clarity as I focused on the door. With enhanced vision, I could see through it as if it were made of glass, revealing Kate standing on the other side. I then activated Telepathy, tuning into her true thoughts, unfiltered and raw.

[That bitch Jennifer is trying to seduce Jack...] Kate's mental voice was sharp with jealousy, her thoughts tinged with frustration. [But why did Jack bring her here to this room? When I asked him to take me to the washroom earlier, he took me to the public one... ]

Her mental voice grew more agitated, her thoughts swirling with insecurity. [Does he not have any thoughts about me? Or am I worse than Jennifer?] The bitterness in her mental voice was palpable, her thoughts growing darker. [Or is it because I'm a married woman?] Her mental voice was thick with frustration. [But Jack didn't know whether Jennifer was married or not...]

Her mind raced, thoughts growing increasingly agitated. [But I think she came here alone, so Jack is hitting on her... It's not Jack's fault... It's Jennifer who's making moves on him. Why does she always have to flirt with Jack?] frёewebnoѵēl.com

Kate's thoughts spiraled out of control, a whirlwind of jealousy and confusion. [But what does any of this have to do with me? I just wanted to use Jack to make my husband jealous, to cure his erectile dysfunction... Or maybe my husband needs more stimulation. But now, seeing Jack with Jennifer, I feel like I'm losing control. What if Jack prefers her over me? What if my plan backfires and I end up alone?]

She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms. [Why am I even thinking about this? It's not like Jack is mine to lose. But still, the thought of him with Jennifer makes my blood boil. And my husband... what if he finds out about this? What if he thinks I'm just as bad as Jennifer?]