Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

I also stood up, my voice warm and inviting. "Aunt, let me help you," I said, my eyes meeting Julie's briefly.

Elyas and Hannah both turned to me, their expressions surprised. "Jack, can you cook?" Elyas asked, his voice carrying a note of curiosity. "And you are our guest. How can you cook?"

Julie's smile was gentle as she looked at them. "Jack can cook better than even your mother," she said, her voice carrying that perfect maternal warmth. "And he may even be one of the best chefs in the world."

Elyas and Hannah both looked at me, their expressions surprised. "What?" they both exclaimed, their voices carrying a note of disbelief.

Hannah's eyes widened with excitement. "Really? That's amazing! What's your specialty?"

I smiled, thinking of my favorite dishes. "I'm particularly good with French cuisine - my beef bourguignon is legendary. But I also make a mean Italian risotto and can whip up a perfect Spanish paella."

Julie's smile was gentle as she looked at me, her golden eyes shining with warmth. "He's being modest," she said. "His dishes are truly exceptional."

I smiled, my voice warm and inviting. "It's my pleasure, Aunt," I said, my eyes meeting hers briefly. "I'm always happy to help."

Elyas looked thoughtful. "Well, if you're offering, we certainly wouldn't turn down expert help in the kitchen."

Hannah clapped her hands together. "Yes! Please, Jack! It'll be so much fun cooking together!"

I turned to Julie with a playful smile, my eyes darkening with unspoken promises as I took in her flushed cheeks and the way her blouse clung to her curves. "What do you say, Aunt Julie?" I asked, my voice low and intimate, like a caress against her skin. "Shall we give them a cooking demonstration they'll never forget?"

Julie's breath hitched as she caught the teasing glint in my eyes, her golden cheeks turning a delicious shade of pink that spread down her neck. [He's doing this on purpose], she thought, remembering how he had "helped" her in the kitchen when she first came to his house.

"Alright," she said, her voice slightly breathless as she tried to compose herself, her fingers twisting in the fabric of her blouse.

As we moved to the kitchen, I made sure to position myself close to Julie, my body brushing against hers as we moved. The kitchen was just in front of the living room, and from where Hannah and Elyas sat on the couch, they could only see our upper bodies. The high counter provided perfect cover for what I had planned.

Julie took out the items from the refrigerator, her movements graceful and efficient, her blouse riding up slightly to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of her lower back.

I watched her, remembering our first time together - how I had seduced her in my kitchen, how her breath had hitched when I'd pressed her against the counter, how her eyes had darkened with desire as I'd lifted her onto the cold granite and buried my face between her thighs. The memory made my cock throb painfully against my pants.

She was so responsive then, I thought, my cock hardening at the memory of how she had gasped and moaned as I'd licked her, how her sweet juices had coated my tongue. And she'll be even more so now.

I stepped closer to her, my body brushing against hers as I reached for the spices, my hardening cock pressing against her hip. "You take the steaks," I said, my voice low and intimate, my breath hot against her ear as my hand slid down to cup her ass through her jeans, squeezing the firm flesh. "I'll handle the soup."

Julie's breath hitched at my touch, her body trembling slightly as she leaned into me, her nipples hardening beneath her blouse. "Jack," she whispered, her voice slightly strained as she tried to maintain her composure, her fingers twisting in the fabric of her blouse. "Behave."

I gave her my most innocent look, though my fingers lingered on her ass, squeezing slightly. "When have I ever not behaved?" I asked, though my voice was thick with desire. I'll have her moaning my name before the steaks are done, her juices dripping down her thighs.

I leaned in close, my lips brushing against her ear. "You didn't really forget about your punishment, did you?" I murmured, my voice low and intimate, my hand sliding up to cup her breast through her blouse, my thumb brushing against her hardening nipple. "About cumming in front of your daughter and seducing me in front of your husband?"

She gave me her most innocent look, her wide eyes blinking up at me with feigned confusion. The contrast between her angelic expression and the way my fingers lingered possessively on her ass, squeezing slightly, made my blood run hotter. "I have no idea what you're talking about," she said, her voice carrying that perfect note of faux ignorance that always made my pulse quicken.

My eyes sparkled with mischief as I leaned in closer, my breath warm against her ear. "Is that so?" I murmured, my other hand sliding up to cup her breast through her blouse. The fabric was thin enough that I could feel the heat of her skin, the way her nipple hardened instantly beneath my thumb's teasing brush.

A soft gasp escaped her lips, her body arching slightly into my touch despite her attempts to maintain that innocent facade. "Mmm, no," she insisted weakly, though her fingers clenched at my shirt, betraying her true feelings.

I chuckled darkly, my lips grazing the shell of her ear. "Liar," I whispered, my fingers tightening slightly on her ass, pulling her more firmly against me. The way her breath hitched, the way her body melted into mine - it was intoxicating.

Her cheeks flushed a delicious pink as she tried and failed to maintain her composure. "I-I'm not," she stammered, though her voice carried that delightful tremor that always made me want to push her further.

Julie's breath hitched at my words, her body trembling slightly. "Jack," she whispered, her voice barely audible, her fingers twisting in the fabric of my shirt. "Please..."

I leaned in close, my lips capturing hers in a passionate kiss, my tongue sliding into her mouth, tangling with hers. Our breaths mingled as we lost ourselves in the kiss, her hands coming up to tangle in my hair.

I broke the kiss, my lips brushing against her ear, my hardening cock pressing against her hip. "I need you, Aunt Julie," I whispered, my voice a low growl, my hand sliding down to cup her ass through her jeans, squeezing slightly. "I need to feel you... I need to be inside you..."

Julie's breath came in shallow gasps as my hands explored her body, her golden eyes darkening with desire. "Jack," she whispered, her voice barely audible, her fingers twisting in the fabric of my shirt. "We can't... not here..."