Chapter 640: MILF in Bikini Wants Something

She glanced back over her shoulder once, fully aware that my eyes would be fixed on her thick ass in that tight red bikini.

A small, knowing smile curved her lips when she caught me staring.

My cock was already fully hard. The thick bulge in my pants was impossible to hide as I followed her, my gaze locked on the soft, heavy sway of her ass with every step she took. She knew exactly what she was doing, and exactly what I wanted.

Once we stepped inside the second bedroom, Lily quickly shut the door behind us. The moment the latch clicked, she turned and wrapped her arms tightly around me, pressing her soft, oiled body against mine without any hesitation.

I let out a quiet, amused breath.

"Hey... I thought we were going to fix some wardrobe," I said jokingly, even as my hands settled on her waist.

Lily looked up at me, her eyes dark with clear hunger.

"The only thing that needs fixing is me, Alex," she said.

Before I could reply, she leaned in and kissed me passionately on the lips. Her mouth was warm and eager, her soft body melting against mine as she poured all of her built-up desire into the kiss.

The red bikini left almost nothing between us, and the heat of her skin pressed fully against my chest while her lips moved hungrily over mine inside the closed bedroom.

I grabbed Lily’s juicy ass from behind while our bodies stayed pressed tightly together. My hands sank into the soft, heavy flesh as I began kneading her thick cheeks firmly, spreading and squeezing them without any restraint.

"Damn, Lily... you’ve gotten even thicker," I muttered as I felt the full weight of her soft ass fill my palms.

Lily let out a soft, needy moan against me.

"Ahhh, Alex... you don’t even love me like you used to," she said, her voice carrying a clear note of complaint.

I pulled back just enough to look at her face while keeping my hands locked on her wide hips.

"Why is that?" I asked.

Lily’s expression turned slightly sad as she met my eyes.

"I know you love Tiffany," she said quietly.

"Why would you say that, Lily?" I asked, my fingers still resting on the soft curve of her hips.

She didn’t look away.

"I know she’s pregnant, Alex," Lily said.

I studied her for a moment.

"So you know?" I asked.

Lily nodded slowly.

"Even Autumn knows, Alex... and I’m sure Lan does too," she continued. "You just care about her now, right?"

I shook my head.

"No, Lily. It’s not like that," I replied.

Lily’s lower lip pushed out slightly as she sulked.

"Then why am I not pregnant yet?" she asked, the frustration clear in her voice.

I understood immediately. Tiffany currently held the upper hand in my harem simply because she was pregnant. The other MILFs were starting to feel left out, and Lily was no exception. I wrapped both arms around her thick body and pulled her tightly against my chest, holding her close. ℯ

"Come here," I murmured against her hair.

Lily melted into the embrace for a moment... then her hands began to move. While still pressed against me, she started rubbing the hard bulge in my pants, already preparing my cock with slow, deliberate strokes of her palm.

"You know my husband is back?" she said casually, even as her fingers continued working over the thick outline of my shaft.

I glanced down, watching her play with my bulge while talking about her husband. The contrast only made me harder.

"I didn’t know," I admitted, my cock throbbing under her touch.

Lily looked up at me with open hunger in her eyes. Her breathing had already grown heavier.

"I want it right now, Alex," she said.

"Right now?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

I already knew how Lily got when she was this horny. She would end up screaming and moaning like a bitch in heat, and Heather and her son were still in the same apartment just down the hall. The risk of being heard was high.

Before things could go any further, a soft knock suddenly came from the other side of the bedroom door.

"Do you need my help, Lily?" Heather’s voice called from outside.

We both froze instantly, our bodies still pressed together, Lily’s hand still resting on my hard bulge.

After a short pause, Lily quickly composed herself. She stepped back just enough to look presentable, though her breathing remained uneven and her cheeks were flushed.

She opened the door with a forced calm expression, acting as if nothing had been happening inside the room.

"It’s okay, Heather. We just finished," Lily said smoothly, keeping her voice steady even though the heat in her body hadn’t faded at all.

Heather stood in the doorway, her soft peach dress still clinging to her thick curves, her eyes briefly flicking between Lily and me as if she sensed the lingering tension in the air. For a moment none of us spoke, the quiet interruption hanging heavily between the three of us.

"How are you liking the place?" Lily asked Heather as she casually adjusted her hair, still trying to keep her composure after the interrupted moment in the bedroom.

"It’s really great," Heather replied with a soft smile.

The three of us headed back toward the center of the apartment. From the open doorway of the master bedroom, we could hear Max moving around inside, arranging their belongings and settling in.

Lily clapped her hands together lightly, ready to wrap things up.

"Okay then. Alex and I will be going. You two sleep well," she said, already gesturing for me to follow her toward the door.

Before I could move, Heather spoke up.

"I want to talk to Alex about the colleges we saw today... would that be okay with you, Alex?" she asked. Her tone was polite, but the look in her eyes made it clear she didn’t want me to leave just yet.

Lily’s expression tightened for a brief second. A small frown crossed her face before she forced it away. She didn’t like the idea of leaving me alone with Heather, but she still had to maintain her professional side as the building manager.

"Oh..." Lily said quietly.

I gave her an easy smile.

"Yeah, let’s talk about that. Lily, I’ll meet you later," I said.

Lily held my gaze for a moment longer, clearly reluctant, but she nodded.

"Okay, Alex. Bye," she said. Then she turned, walked out of the apartment, and shut the door firmly behind her.

The moment the door closed, the atmosphere in the living room changed.

I looked at Heather and walked closer without hesitation. My hand rose to her neck, fingers resting lightly against her warm skin as I felt the heat of her body under my palm.

Heather’s eyes widened slightly.

"Alex... Max is here," she whispered, a hint of panic in her voice as she glanced toward the master bedroom.

"Didn’t you miss me, Heather?" I asked quietly, my voice low as I continued touching her.