That Night, I Fell for His Father

Chapter 1

That night, I deliberately changed into the sheer lace nightgown I had just bought. I wore nothing underneath.

The thought of what might happen sent a rush of warmth through my body.

When my husband saw me, however, his eyes filled with disgust.

"What is with you lately? The second I get home, you're all over me. Why are you so damn horny?"

His words stung.

"I don't know," I said softly, trying to sound seductive. "I really can't control it. You haven't touched me in six months, Bastian. I'm a normal woman. I have needs too."

With an impatient look, he tossed a s*x toy at me.

"You haven't been attractive since you had the baby. Do it yourself."

Then he added with a sneer, "If that's not enough, go seduce your stepfather. He has the stamina of a bull. You two would be perfect for each other."

With that, he rolled over and went to sleep.

As I stared at his back, tears slipped down my cheeks.

We had once been so intimate. He used to keep me pinned beneath him all night, satisfying me again and again.

But after I gave birth, Bastian began to hate every kind of physical contact with me.

It didn't matter how sexy the lingerie was or how hard I tried to seduce him.

He would always lose patience, throw me a toy, and tell me to handle it myself.

For months, those toys had been my only way of relieving my desire.

But how could a cold, lifeless object compare to a real man?

I hated how shameless I had become, but what else was I supposed to do?

After being denied for so long, my body had grown unnaturally sensitive. My craving for a man had only intensified.

Tonight, I had failed to seduce my husband yet again. He had even told me to go after my stepfather.

For the first time, I began to wonder if I truly had no appeal left.

Was there really no man who would be interested in me?

I bit down hard on my lip.

Was I actually considering seducing my stepfather just to prove that I was still desirable?

The moment Felix crossed my mind, heat stirred inside me.

He was nearing fifty, but he was remarkably handsome. Short, dark stubble covered his jaw.

He worked as a plumber and had spent years doing physically demanding jobs, leaving him deeply tanned and powerfully built. Thin calluses covered the hands that gripped his tools.

Everything about him radiated strength.

More than once, I had accidentally seen Felix and my mother having s*x. The sight had always filled me with envy.

Since my husband stopped touching me, I had thought about Felix more than once while using my toys.

But he was still my stepfather, at least in name. If anything ever happened between us, I would never be able to face my mother again.

Looking at my sleeping husband, I sighed and quietly left the bedroom, hoping I could clear my head in the living room.

I had only just sat down on the couch when intimate sounds drifted from my mother and stepfather's bedroom.

My mother was loud. Anyone listening could tell how vigorous Felix was.

I could hardly imagine how satisfied she must have felt.

As I listened to her breathless cries and Felix's heavy panting, my body responded against my will.

I wanted to sleep with him so badly.

Just once.

I wanted to know what it felt like to have him satisfy me.

The instant the thought entered my mind, my body seemed to slip out of my control.

I couldn't stop myself from reaching beneath my nightgown. My fingers moved back and forth, trying to offer me a fraction of the pleasure I desperately needed.

Just as I was about to c****x, my mother's irritated voice drifted over.

"We've already done it three times. I can't take any more. You're going to break me!

"Use one of the toys and finish yourself. I'm exhausted."

I froze.

My God. Felix still wasn't satisfied after three times?

How many times could he go in one night?

I wanted to experience it for myself more than ever.

My mother had no idea how lucky she was. If Felix so much as caressed me once, I knew the pleasure would be incredible.

Moving as quietly as possible, I crept toward their partially open door and peered through the gap.

What I saw stunned me.

Felix stood fully aroused, his size almost unbelievable.

The sight alone made my breathing grow heavier.

He was large enough to drive any woman out of her mind. At that moment, I actually found myself jealous of my own mother.