MILF Paradise System-Chapter 296: MILF’s Husband Tried To Lecture Me

Autumn’s hand tightened on the edge of the door, her body tense against mine. Tiffany and Lily stayed quiet on the bed behind us, holding their breath.

The situation had just become a lot more complicated.

"What’s the matter, babe?" I asked casually, stepping right up behind Autumn and placing my hand on her wide hip like it was the most normal thing in the world.

Autumn tried to answer, her voice shaky. "Oh, nothing, Alex, it’s just—"

But David cut her off immediately.

"Who the hell are you?" he demanded, staring at me with wide, shocked eyes.

David was a man in his mid-40s, with blonde hair and a large build. He was wearing a suit, like he had just returned from a trip.

I kept my tone relaxed and confident. "I don’t know what you mean by that, buddy."

David ignored me and turned back to Autumn, his voice rising. "Autumn, who the hell is this guy? And when did you move on?"

Autumn shifted uncomfortably, still trying to cover her breasts with one arm and her pussy with the other. "David, you know my husband left me..."

"I know that," David snapped, "but you two aren’t divorced yet. So who is this guy?" He paused, squinting at me as recognition slowly dawned on his face. "Wait... I think I remember you."

He pointed at me, his expression shifting from confusion to disbelief.

"You’re the guy I got stuck in the elevator with that day... yeah, and Lily was there too."

"Yeah, David, he moved into this apartment," Autumn said quickly, trying to sound casual. "He’s new in the building."

David’s eyes narrowed. "Okay... but that doesn’t explain why you’re here with him."

I didn’t let her answer. I stepped closer, sliding my hand up Autumn’s wide hip and possessively squeezing her soft flesh, pulling her thick, naked body back against mine. My still-hard cock pressed against the curve of her ass as I held her there.

"Why?" I asked, my voice calm but firm. "Can’t she be here with me?"

David’s face twisted in disbelief. He looked me up and down, a naked young guy standing right behind his wife’s mature friend, cock still wet and heavy, one hand openly claiming her body.

"Are you really fucking a teenager?" he asked Autumn, his voice cracking with shock.

"Yeah, David, I’m dating him," Autumn replied, her tone steady and serious. "And about the divorce... your friend is the one who left me. I don’t think I need any reason to move on from him."

David shook his head, still trying to process everything. "Yeah, but Autumn... you know how close your husband and I are. We still talk. He told me he regrets his decision. He might come back to you sooner rather than later."

Autumn’s voice turned firm, almost cold. "It’s all great, but I have moved on. And I won’t be accepting him back into my life."

The hallway fell silent for a moment. David stood there stunned, eyes flicking between Autumn’s naked body pressed against mine, my hand still possessively on her hip, and the obvious signs of what had been happening inside the apartment.

Behind us, Tiffany and Lily stayed completely quiet on the bed, listening to every word. The tension in the air was thick enough to cut with a knife.

David’s gaze finally dropped to my cock again, then back up to Autumn’s face. He looked like he didn’t know what to say next.

I kept my hand on Autumn’s hip, holding her close, my body language making it very clear that she was mine, and she wasn’t going anywhere.

"Okay, it’s not my place to comment on your life decisions," David said, finally regaining his composure. "I was just surprised to see you here. By the way, where’s Tiffany? Brittany told me to come over."

"She’s in here," I answered calmly, looking straight at him. "On my bed."

David stared at me for a long second, completely speechless. Then he let out a short, disbelieving laugh, shaking his head like I had just told the funniest joke he’d ever heard.

"Okay, kid... my bad for even asking that," he said, still chuckling. He clearly thought I was messing with him. There was no way he could believe his own wife was actually inside this apartment, naked and freshly fucked, while he stood right outside the door.

Or maybe he was just too naive to believe it.

As we were talking, a familiar voice called out from down the hallway.

"Dad"

Brittany stepped out of her apartment and started walking toward us.

"What, baby?" David asked, turning to look at her.

"Wait, don’t come here, baby," he said quickly, stepping sideways to block her path. "The scene is not appropriate here."

He put his hand out to stop her from getting any closer, making sure she couldn’t see past the half-open door where Autumn stood completely naked, my hand still possessively on her hip, and my cum still visible on her thighs. Brittany tried to peek around him anyway, but David gently turned her back toward their apartment.

He had no idea how horny his own daughter was for my cock.

"Dad, Mom just called from her friend’s phone," Brittany said smoothly. "Her friend is sick, so she said she would be staying with her at the hospital tonight."

"Oh, then you should have told me sooner, baby," David replied, sounding a little embarrassed. "I disturbed our neighbours." He looked at us apologetically.

"Okay, you go inside now," he told Brittany, switching back to strict dad mode. "And I want you and Gloria to stop watching TV and go to sleep. You have school tomorrow."

Brittany nodded obediently and turned back toward their apartment without another word.

David watched her go for a moment, then turned back to us at the doorway. He still looked slightly awkward, but the initial shock had mostly worn off.

David cleared his throat. "Sorry for the disturbance. I didn’t mean to interrupt... whatever this is." He gestured vaguely toward us, still trying to process the sight of a young guy standing naked with his friend’s wife.

Autumn forced a small smile. "It’s okay, David. Really."

Autumn and I started heading back inside.

But David suddenly called out, "Hey kid, come here for a second."

Autumn froze for a split second, then continued walking into the apartment ahead of me, leaving me standing at the doorway.