Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

Chapter 2193 - 514: The Filial Daughter 4

He doesnʼt need to hold back, Cancan thought to herself.

But aloud, she said, ”I hear you, Mom. But listen—youʼve been without it for so long, donʼt you ever get... restless down there?”

”Donʼt be crass!” Nuanyueʼs face burned even hotter, but her arousal had been fully stoked. She figured her daughter was a grown woman now; talking about these things wasnʼt the end of the world. ”Of course I do sometimes. Iʼm not dead, and Iʼm at that age.”

”I get it. They say a woman in her thirties is a wolf, and in her forties, sheʼs a tiger,” Cancan nodded, leading her deeper into the conversation. ”Have you thought about finding a man? I wouldnʼt mind if you did.”

”At my age? Whatʼs the point?” Nuanyue shook her head with a faint smile.

”What do you mean ʼat your ageʼ?” Cancan pressed. ”Youʼre barely forty. With your face and body, people would believe youʼre thirty in a heartbeat. If you wanted to, you could land an amazing man.”

”Forget it,” Nuanyue sighed. ”If I pick the wrong one, Iʼm the one who suffers. Or worse, he could end up hurting you.” Sheʼd read too many horror stories about stepfathers and daughters. It might be rare, but she wasnʼt willing to gamble.

”True,” Cancan agreed, then let out a theatrical sigh. ”Itʼs a shame Iʼm just a girl. If Iʼd been born a boy with a dick, Iʼd be the one taking care of you, making sure my mom felt good every night.”

Nuanyue burst out laughing. ”Silly girl! Even if you were a boy, youʼd be my son. A son canʼt do those things with his mother.”

”Why not? As long as it feels good,” Cancan said righteously. ”As long as no one finds out, who cares?”

”Well, youʼre not a boy, so itʼs a moot point,” Nuanyue chuckled.

”But if I were a boy, would you let me?” Cancan teased.

Nuanyue, thinking it was all a joke, played along. ”Fine. If you were my son and you had the equipment, Iʼd let you.” She wasnʼt usually one for crude talk, but in the spirit of the joke, she let the words slip out.

”Why didnʼt the universe make me your son?” Cancan sighed, then suddenly shifted gears. ”Well, if you donʼt have a son, a nephew should work just as well, right?”

”What do you mean by that?” Nuanyue froze.

”Think about it—Wang Yue,” Cancan smiled. ”Heʼs family, so you donʼt have to worry about his character. Heʼs young, gorgeous, and his martial arts are incredible. I bet his ʼdriveʼ is absolute lightning!”

”Stop that! Heʼs just a child!” Nuanyue scolded. Dirty jokes between mother and daughter were one thing, but dragging a relative into it was crossing a line.

”Heʼs sixteen! Thatʼs not a child,” Cancan laughed. ”He grew up rich, well-fed, and developed early. I bet heʼs already packing like a grown man. Besides, teenage boys are all raw energy. I bet heʼs rock-hard. Donʼt tell me you donʼt want a young, powerful stallion to chase away all those years of loneliness?”

As her daughterʼs devilish whispers filled her ears, Nuanyue felt a wave of desire crash over her.

Just as men love beautiful women, women love handsome men—and Wang Yue was in a league of his own. Combined with the fire already burning in her veins, she couldnʼt help but fantasize for a fleeting second.

But she wasnʼt a loose woman. She snapped out of it quickly. ”I told you to stop! Enough!”

”Just girl talk, Mom. Itʼs not like Iʼm shouting it in the streets,” Cancan said playfully. Seeing her motherʼs stern face, she knew not to push too hard yet.

”Fine, fine. Letʼs talk about your health instead. If there was a way to fix your foundation and even make you a high-level martial artist, would you do it?”

”Of course I would. But a broken foundation isnʼt reversible,” Nuanyue sighed. ”I donʼt care about being a martial artist anymore. I just want to live long enough to see you married with kids of your own.”

”Donʼt get all sappy on me,” Cancan said, feeling a momentary prick of guilt for plotting against her mother.

But she reminded herself this was for her motherʼs own good. She wanted her to feel the power of Wang Yueʼs ”gift” as soon as possible.

After a while, Cancanʼs breathing leveled out into a steady rhythm. She had seemingly fallen asleep.

Nuanyue, however, couldnʼt close her eyes. Her daughterʼs words looped in her mind. She found herself thinking of Wang Yue—that young man with the lean build and the strikingly handsome face. Her own nephew.

A sixteen-year-old boy at the peak of his hormones... he must be fully developed by now. Could he really be as big as an adult? Probably not, but heʼd definitely be hard, and his thrusts would be powerful...

She knew she shouldnʼt be thinking this, but her mind refused to obey. The fire inside her was roasting her from the inside out, turning her suppressed longing into a volcanic eruption.

She was just about to reach down between her legs when Cancan suddenly shifted and sat up. Nuanyue nearly jumped out of her skin. If her daughter caught her like this, sheʼd die of shame. She squeezed her eyes shut, holding her breath and listening intently.

Cancan didnʼt notice a thing. She slipped out of bed and crept out of the room. Nuanyue breathed a sigh of relief, assuming she was just going to the bathroom.

But less than a minute later, voices drifted in from the courtyard.

”My beautiful sister, you finally came out! I missed you so much!”

”Weʼve only been apart for two hours. Whatʼs to miss?”

”Everything. I miss you every second.”

”Little brat, do you miss me, or do you just miss my body?”

”Hehe, both. But mostly, I want to be holding you while Iʼm inside you.”

”Didnʼt you get enough this afternoon? You want more tonight?”

”That was just the warm-up. Tonight, Iʼm going to take you all night long!”

”No way. My mom said young men need to practice moderation, or youʼll lose your edge.”

”Thatʼs just because Auntie doesnʼt know what Iʼm capable of.”

”Oh? You want my mom to find out what youʼre capable of?”

”Of course... not! I wouldnʼt dare. Sister, stop talking. I canʼt hold back anymore.”

”Heehee, wow. You really are rock-hard.”

”Of course. Just looking at you gets me going.”

”Is it because of me, or because we were talking about my mom? Donʼt think I donʼt know—for a kid like you, a mature, beautiful woman like her is the ultimate prize.”

”Stop it! I... I wouldnʼt!”

”Still lying? If you keep playing coy, I wonʼt let you have me!”

”Fine! I admit it. I want both of you. Especially Auntie—sheʼs so mature and sexy, and that fragile vibe she has? Just seeing her makes me instantly hard.”

”Hehe, at least youʼre honest. Come here.”

Slap—Squelch—

”Ah! Easy! Youʼre so big—if you just shove it in like that, youʼll break me!”

”I wonʼt. I didnʼt break you this afternoon, did I?”

Pound—Pound—Pound—

”Ah... Oh god...”

Nuanyue listened, and the more she heard, the more horrified she became. Her instinct was to jump up and stop them.

But she couldnʼt move. Her body felt like lead—completely soft and drained of strength. She couldnʼt even wiggle a finger.

This was Wang Yueʼs doing. He had used his Qi to create a sound barrier around the courtyard; inside, every sound was crystal clear, but from the street, it was silent. He had also subtly blocked Nuanyueʼs meridians, keeping her paralyzed.

If she got up to stop them, or even if she tried to ”relieve” herself while her desire was this high, the plan wouldnʼt work. He had to keep her simmering.

Nuanyue, unaware of the magic involved, assumed it was her own failing health and the shock of the moment that kept her pinned. Since she couldnʼt move and couldnʼt block out the sounds, she was forced to be an audience of one.

The talk in the courtyard grew increasingly explicit. When she heard Wang Yue admit he fantasized about her—that he couldnʼt even look at her without getting an erection—her heart did a frantic dance. Part of her was appalled that her nephew would think of his aunt that way.

But another part of her—the woman who hadnʼt been desired in years—felt a surge of primal pride. Even at forty, she could still bring a young stallion to his knees.