Three Way Trouble

Deep in the night, I saw my son, Carl Turner, drinking a bottle of milky white liquid.

I was shocked by the discovery. Our next door neighbor was a pregnant lady, and to top it off, she was the mother of Carl's collegemate.

Right after that, he whipped out his phone and played a questionable video, all the while working his other hand under the sheets.

In the video was none other than the intimate moments he shared with that pregnant lady!

I felt an itch in my heart as I thought of the pregnant lady's daughter, who had just reached legal age. The supple body of a young woman and those alluring curves in all the right places…

Since she took advantage of my son, then she had no one to blame for me taking her daughter.

I, Charles Turner, was a single father staying with my son as he studied in Noule, Muria.

Our neighbor was another woman and her daughter, who happened to be my son's collegemate.

The mother, Kerrigan O'Reiley, was heavily pregnant. Meanwhile, her husband was constantly away from home due to work. Unable to reign in her urges, she secretly slept with my son, Carl Turner.

Kerrigan's daughter, Shanine Baxton, was strikingly beautiful. With her amazing complexion and shapely legs, she could easily pass as a celebrity.

Her body was well-developed, blessed with a busty figure that stretched her uniform to the limits. Dressed in a plaid mini skirt and a pair of white stockings, it truly accentuated her alluring thighs as she walked.

Watching her, I could not help but feel my carnal urges taking over my mind. I wanted nothing more than to pin her down and have my way with her.

Yet, she was Carl's collegemate. Even if I had such thoughts, I wouldn't dare act on them.

So, I resorted to stealing the stockings and undergarments she put out to dry. After that, I would relieve myself with them at home before washing them thoroughly and returning them to the drying rack, worried that someone would notice.

However, Kerrigan did something bold that I never would've imagined.

Carl was quite a stud. He worked out regularly and developed a killer physique.

I noticed he was hiding in the corner of the room, watching some questionable videos while relieving himself.

I quietly left the room and went to the sofa in the living room. Thinking back to how I could only relieve myself with Shanine's clothing, I felt unsatisfied.

The next day, I told Carl to invite Kerrigan and Shanine over for a meal.

He gave me a side-eye laden with suspicion.

I explained, "They're been helping you with your Murese for some time. It's only right that we thank them."

Hearing that, Carl quickly went over to invite the mother and daughter duo.

Right as they came in through the front door, I noticed Shanine wearing an extra short mini skirt and black stockings, perfectly accentuating her legs, paired with a crisp shirt and tie.

The image struck my fancy for uniformed women.

With a teasing smile, she greeted, "Good evening, Mr. Turner."

There was a suggestive look in her eye.

I felt a sudden rush of tension and could feel a part of me rising to the occasion. As I was only wearing a pair of loose shorts, the shape of my bulge was rather obvious.

Seeing that, Shanine chuckled lightly. "Quite a big guy, aren't you, Mr. Turner?"

That little minx. It seemed she was quite a playful one, not at all embarrassed by the situation.

I was overjoyed. Wouldn't this make things easier if I were to approach her for some fun later?

Kerrigan gave Shanine's buttock a gentle slap. "Mind your behavior. We're invited as guests. Don't show your shamelessness at home here."

Looking at Kerrigan's loose maternity clothes, I could see some lactation stains on her chest.

For a woman her age, along with the elevated hormonal levels, she must be feeling quite needy as well.

Carl's eyes were glued to the stains on Kerrigan's clothes as he swallowed hard.

Growing up without a mother since a young age, it was understandable that he was drawn to someone like her.

I invited them inside.

As Shanine passed by me, she intentionally moved close to me and brushed against me. Her bubbly bottom rubbed against my lower body, causing me to stiffen up immediately.

If being in contact through layers of clothes felt this good, I bet it would be even better when I get a taste of this first-hand...

I couldn't resist tensing up, and my breathing slowly grew more labored as I greedily took in her scent.

Shanine turned around and winked at me before huffing softly.

Hearing that teasing huff almost drove me mad with desire.

Normally, I could only steal her undergarments to relieve my urges. Now that I finally got close to having physical contact with her, I could feel my legs starting to go weak.

Carl led Kerrigan to the sofa, all the while gawking at her large breasts.

To his surprise, she pulled him straight into her arms, pressing him tightly against her chest.

From how bold the two behaved, it was obvious there was something going on between them.

Seeing that, Shanine teased, "You two are behaving so intimately in front of Mr. Turner... What if he does the same to me?"

With that said, she stared at me with a suggestive look in her eyes, her intentions clear as day.

Kerrigan spoke up. "He wouldn't dare! Shanine, you're a very beautiful woman. You'll find better men."

Her words felt like a bucket of cold water over my head.

But at the same time, what Shanine just said made my heart race with anticipation.