Chapter 7: REVENGE (R18)

Mom looked exhausted, yet her complexion was rosy and glowing—fair skin tinged with a healthy flush, utterly captivating.

Her long hair was loosely tied back, with a few stray strands gently drifting across her fair forehead in the breeze from the air conditioner, brushing past her high-bridged nose.

"Mom, do you need any help?"

I walked to the kitchen doorway in my slippers. Mom was cutting vegetables in her clean apron. She was dancing slowly as she was listening to music. She didn’t hear my question, so I moved behind her and removed her buds from her ears.

Just as I was about speak to her, the lights and TV in the living room suddenly went out, along with the kitchen lights.

Damn! Dinner isn’t even ready yet, and there’s a power outage?!

But this can work in my favor.

"Son... did the power go out?" I heard Mom’s voice.

"Yeah mom, but don’t worry I am behind you." I whispered in her ear from behind.

"Ok, stay with me I fear darkness too much."

And this was the point I was waiting for, a perfect opportunity to add suggestion.

"Mom, I know a trick which will remove your fear. You know the device we used to train your lower body."

"Yes, son I remember it but wasn’t it for training lower body."

"Yes, you are right mom but that’s not the only function. Did you forget that it also gives pleasure. If you get pleasure in dark, wouldn’t your fear vanish?"

Mother seems to hesitate, Adrain was about to add more suggestion, but What his mother asked him stunned Adrain.

"But son, wasn’t it a secret, if we use it here, your father will find out about it."

"OH, mother you are so caring, but you just have to keep your voice down and everything else will be hidden by darkness."

Adrain added as a grin spread on his face.

Sound of chair moving came from the lobby. But Adrain has already inserted his dick in his mother pussy by the time his father started heading toward the kitchen.

"Rina, Son, what do we do? The power’s out. Damn it, did some construction work cut the cables somewhere?"

His father grumbled in frustration.

In the darkness, only his father phone screen was glowing. The kitchen was pitch black, and Roan could only make out the vague silhouettes of Rina and his son. But from their outlines, something about Rina and Son seemed strange.

Because of the power outage, Roan walked to the kitchen entrance in his slippers. Rina appeared to be facing him, but Adrain was standing behind her. In the darkness, their silhouettes seemed to overlap.

"Father, it should be fine. The power will probably come back soon. Mom didn’t receive any outage notice," Adrain’s voice came from behind Mom.

"Rina, is that true? You didn’t get any notice from the power company?"

Roan looked at Rina, who wasn’t far across from him.

The layout of our kitchen is such that after entering lobby, in the kitchen, there’s a row of ceramic counters for storing food and ingredients. In other words, between Adrain, Mom, and Father, there was a row of ceramic counters blocking the lower halves of Adrain and Mom’s bodies. His Father could only see the outlines of their upper bodies.

"Yeah... no notice..." Mom said.

"Ugh... this is so annoying! I’m so frustrated!" Roan yelled.

"Adrain! Is dinner ready yet?" Thinking about his bastard and loser Son and how he insisted on becoming coach, his anger rose to another level.

"...Uh, sorry, Father. I’m a bit flustered, even with Mom’s help, but it’s almost done. Right, Mom?"

Adrain and Mom’s silhouettes kept overlapping in the darkness. Why does he have to ask Mom about everything?

"Yeah... it is... Roan, go find... the flashlight at home. It’s in... the storage room..." Why did Rina’s voice sound a bit off?

"Okay," His father replied, turning to go get the flashlight.

"Oh, and Father, come here for a second. Mom already made this cold dish. Take it to the living room first. Once the power comes back, I’ll finish up, and we can have dinner!"

Adrain called out for his father, telling him to take the dish Mom had prepared.

The thrill he felt asking his father to carry food while he was fucking his wife just a step away from him.

"...Mm." Though somewhat reluctant to be ordered around by his son, with Rina present, he had no choice but to listen to him and go fetch the plate from the stove.

"Is this the one?"

As he approached Rina, Roan finally saw that his son was standing beside her. He thought maybe he hadn’t seen clearly earlier, and since there was darkness everywhere, Roan had mistakenly thought he and Rina were overlapping. For some reason, that realization put him at ease.

"Mm."

Rina acknowledged, and Roan reached out with both hands to take the plate. In that moment of looking down, He noticed Rina’s slender hands clenched into claws, tightly gripping the edge of the stove. But he didn’t think much of it, just took the plate and walked out.

"Thanks, Father! I’ll reward you later with my most delicious Indian dish!" Adrain’s cheerful voice followed me from behind.

Roan placed the plate on the dining table in the living room and headed toward the storage room. Using his phone’s flashlight, he searched inside for a while before finally finding a flashlight. Carrying it back to the kitchen, this time with his phone light on, he saw Rina and his son still busy cooking. He handed the flashlight to Rina, only to notice she seemed unusually warm—her slender neck flushed with a rosy hue, and her face carried an indescribable, captivating charm.

"Oh, Father, shine the light here for me. Once we’re done, we can have our candlelit dinner." Adrain grinned at me, one hand holding the plate, the other stirring its contents.

"Mom, you’re my favorite person. Try a bite first and see if it’s good." Right before my eyes, Adrain picked up a piece of what looked like curry chicken and moved it toward his mom’s mouth.

I expected Rina to slap Adrain, but to my surprise, she didn’t react as I imagined—no slap, not even a scolding. Instead, she parted her vibrant lips and let Sam’s gloved hand place the curry-like beef into her mouth.

"Is it good, Mom?" Adrain widened his eyes, staring intently at her.

"Mm..." Mom simply murmured, quickly picking up a bowl of soup from the table and heading toward the living room.

"..." Roan stared speechlessly at Sam, figuring Rina was just saving face for him. After all, it wouldn’t look good to scold her son repeatedly in front of me.

"Hehe, Father, come on, try some." Sam grinned widely, his black hand grabbing another piece of meat—pork or beef—and extending it toward my mouth.

"Uh... Adrain... wait... I’ll eat it myself..." I forced a smile, trying to decline.

"Come on... no need to be polite...Father" While I was speaking, Adrain shoved that yellowish-brown piece of meat, dripping with various white sauces, right into my mouth. I was about to spit it out, but then a strange yet oddly familiar flavor hit me—something I couldn’t quite place but didn’t taste bad. So, I swallowed it.

"Hehe, tasty, right? Here, take this to the living room. I’ll get our dinner ready." Adrain finished, pulling off his gloves and tossing them into the trash.

The thrill Adrain felt while fucking his mom in front of her husband and then Cumming on food and making her husband and her eat it. This is revenge I always wanted.