Chapter 5: Temptation
During dinner, Ethan hints at needing private tuition, adding further tension between him and his mother. His hand finds its way onto her thigh, recalling their earlier encounter back to the forefront of her mind. The shared secret looms over dinner, with Rachel and Lilly's return adding complexity to their forbidden relationship.
Mrs. Willow's body was a war zone of emotions: guilt, fear, yet a wild, uncontrollable desire. She knew she should push him, but she couldn't resist the temptation. While her husband discussed Rachel's latest art project, she felt Ethan's hand slide up beneath her skirt, his fingers stroking the soft, tender skin of her inner thigh.
His thumb brushing against her swollen clit.
Mrs. Willow gasped, her fork clatter against her plate. "What was that?" Mr. Willow asked, frowning.
"Nothing," she said quickly, "Just...choked on my food."
Ethan smirked, his hand retreating.
Mrs. Willow took a sip of water, trying to compose herself. "You do that," she murmured, her voice filled with desire. The dinner passed in a blur, the tension strain between them as they pretended everything was normal.
Finally, as the dishes were cleared and her husband went to the living room, she said, "I'm going to take a shower." She had to cleanse herself, both physically and mentally, from the torrent of emotions that overwhelmed her after their encounter.
Mr. Willow nodded absently, his eyes on the television. "Alright, dear. I'll be in shortly."
During dinner, Ethan subtly pleasures Mrs. Willow, increasing the tension. She excuses herself for a shower, attempting to relieve the suffocating sensations. Mr. Willow remains oblivious to their secret as he sits in front of the television.
Mrs. Willow almost ran to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her and locking it. She ripped her clothing off, her eyes lingering on her flushed skin and the slight prints of Ethan's juices. With trembling hands, she turned on the water, the noise from the shower filling the room. She stepped into the steam, the warm water cascading down her body, but it wasn't able to rinse the images of her son's dick from her mind.