Chapter 663: MILF’s Husband Suspects Something

The phone continued to ring in Heather’s hand while Maya stayed seated on my lap, her warm, naked body pressed against mine.

I kept my hands resting on Maya’s thick hips, still feeling the soft heat of her body, and waited to see how Heather would handle the call.

"Ahhh..." Maya moaned softly as I bit down on her stiff nipple, rolling the sensitive peak between my teeth just hard enough to make her body twitch on my lap.

Heather shot us a sharp look from the edge of the bed, the phone still ringing in her hand.

"Maya, shhh. I have to take the call," she whispered urgently.

Maya only pouted, her soft lips pushing out as she looked at me with half-lidded eyes. Her heavy breasts rose and fell with every breath while I kept one of them cupped in my hand.

"But Heather... Alex sir gets so naughty. He even made me cum while I was on a call with my husband," Maya said, her voice a mix of complaint and heat as she stared at me.

I didn’t give her a chance to say more. I pulled her forward by the back of her neck and crushed my mouth against hers, devouring the soft lips of this thick Indian mother.

The kiss was deep and hungry, tongues sliding together, her soft body melting against my chest while she still sat naked on my lap. When I finally pulled back just enough to speak, my lips brushed against hers.

"Yeah... but didn’t that make you cum so hard, Maya?" I asked, voice low and teasing.

Maya’s eyes were glassy with lust. She held my face between both of her warm hands and nodded.

"Yeah... it did, sir. Please make me cum again now," she whispered against my mouth, already grinding her soft ass a little on my thighs.

Heather looked between the two of us with clear stress on her face. The phone was still buzzing insistently in her hand.

"Please... just let me take the call. Stay silent," she begged quietly. Then she finally swiped to answer and brought the phone to her ear.

"Hey, honey..." Heather said, forcing her voice into a calm, normal tone.

The phone wasn’t on speaker, so Maya and I couldn’t hear anything her husband was saying on the other end. We only caught Heather’s side of the conversation while I kept one hand on Maya’s thick breast, slowly teasing the nipple I had just bitten.

"Yeah, Max is asleep in the next room," Heather continued, her eyes flicking over to us while Maya and I stayed pressed close together on the edge of the bed. The two of us looked far too cozy.

Heather kept talking, carefully choosing her words.

"It was a friend of mine that invited us to this place. You don’t know her," she lied smoothly. In reality, I was the friend who had invited them into this apartment. The irony of listening to her cover for me while I had another man’s wife sitting naked on my lap only made the moment darker and hotter.

Suddenly the heat got the better of me. I leaned in and bit down on Maya’s soft lower lip, tugging it between my teeth from pure lust.

"Ahhh..." Maya moaned, and the sound came out far more sensual and loud than either of us expected.

Heather’s eyes widened in panic. Maya’s voice had clearly carried through the microphone.

"No, honey, it wasn’t anything," Heather said quickly, her free hand tightening around the phone. She listened for a second, then her expression tightened further.

"You don’t trust me, do you?" she asked, clearly reacting to whatever doubt her husband had just voiced.

She kept trying to convince him that everything was fine.

"It was my friend, I told you, the one who invited me. She’s with me right now," Heather insisted.

There was another pause as she listened. Then her eyes met mine across the short distance, a mix of warning and resignation in them.

"Okay... I’ll put you on speaker," Heather said. She tapped the screen and held the phone a little outward. "Maya, my husband is on the line. He wants to talk to you."

"Hello?" Maya said as Heather held the phone out toward her.

The man’s voice came through the speaker, polite and slightly apologetic.

"Hello. Sorry to disturb you so late at night, but I wanted to thank you for giving my wife and my son space at your apartment."

He already sounded like he believed the story. The earlier suspicion in his tone was gone.

Maya kept her voice soft and friendly.

"No, no, it’s okay. You all are welcome anytime," she replied smoothly.

While she spoke, I shifted on the bed. I guided Maya off my lap and moved closer to Heather instead. Without giving her a chance to protest, I took the phone from her hand and passed it fully over to Maya.

Then I pushed Heather down onto her back on the mattress.

My lust had grown heavier by the second. Somewhere on the other end of the line, Heather’s husband was speaking so innocently, thanking a stranger for hosting his wife and son, completely convinced that his woman was being faithful. The contrast only made the heat in my cock throb harder.

"Ahhh..." Heather gasped the moment her back hit the bed and I hovered over her mature, motherly body.

The man on the phone caught the sound immediately.

"What was that?" he asked.

Maya didn’t miss a beat. She stayed calm and covered for us without hesitation.

"Oh, it’s nothing. Heather just stub her pinky on the bed," she lied easily while I pinned Heather down beneath me.

I braced myself over her thick body, looking down at the soft rise of her breasts and the warm skin of her belly. My cock was painfully hard. Even in this position, the heavy length poked against her stomach, leaving a clear trail of heat wherever the swollen head touched.