Chapter 646: Dark Lust With The Caring Mother in The Shower

"You know I can’t," I replied, giving her thick ass another firm squeeze underwater. My fingers sank into the soft flesh, kneading it slowly while we both kept our upper bodies looking casual above the surface.

We stayed in the pool a while longer, continuing the back-and-forth of normal conversation and secret touching beneath the water. The sky gradually deepened from gold into soft dusk. The city lights below began to flicker on as the last of the daylight faded.

Eventually Heather decided it was enough.

"Let’s go now, Max. It’s enough fun for today," she said in that caring, motherly tone she always used with him.

Max immediately protested, floating near the center of the pool.

"But Mom..." he started, clearly not ready to leave yet.

Heather shook her head firmly.

"No, baby. Let’s go. Take a shower and then we’ll go eat dinner," she said, glancing sideways at me as she spoke.

I pushed wet hair back from my forehead and added casually,

"I’m sure Maya will make something for us."

Heather nodded at that. The three of us began moving toward the edge of the pool to get out. Water streamed off Heather’s thick body as she climbed the steps, her soaked white underwear clinging tightly to every soft curve.

Max followed after her, still a little reluctant, while I stayed close behind, my eyes fixed on the heavy sway of her wet ass as we prepared to leave the rooftop and head back down to the apartment.

We didn’t bother putting our clothes back on. The apartment was only one floor down, so there was no point. We simply picked up our things from the chairs and walked down the stairs still in our wet underwear, water dripping lightly behind us as we went.

Once we reached the apartment, we stepped inside and shut the door behind us. The cool air of the unit felt different against our damp skin after the open rooftop.

"It was really fun," Max said as he grabbed a towel and started drying his hair, rubbing it roughly.

"Yeah," I replied, though I wasn’t really focused on the conversation. I was still completely wet, and my mind was racing with possibilities.

Heather’s thick body stood right in front of me, her white bra and panties clinging tightly to every soft curve, water still running down her milky skin. Looking at her made it almost impossible to think about anything else.

Heather glanced toward the hallway that led to the bathroom.

"Let me take a shower first, then you both can take one," she said with a small smile. As she walked toward the bathroom, she looked back over her shoulder at me. The smile she gave made it clear she knew exactly where my eyes were fixed, locked on her wet, thick body the entire way.

Max finished drying himself off with the towel and waved a hand dismissively.

"I’m gonna skip the shower. I’m already dry enough," he said. He didn’t seem to care about anything beyond relaxing. He dropped onto the sofa, picked up the remote, and turned on the large television. The apartment was fully furnished, so everything was already set up and ready to use.

"Come on, Alex. Let’s watch some anime," Max said, patting the empty seat beside him.

I stayed standing for a moment, still dripping slightly onto the floor.

"I’ll join you, bro. I just have to dry myself first," I replied.

In reality, my mind was already locked on one thing, how to get into that shower with Heather. I couldn’t wait any longer to see her thick, juicy body completely naked. My cock was throbbing painfully inside my wet underwear, the ache only getting worse the longer I stood there.

Max was already fully absorbed in the anime playing on the screen. The sofa faced the television, and the bathroom door was behind it, completely out of his line of sight

I didn’t wait any longer.

Leaving Max focused on the show, I turned and walked straight toward the bathroom door, my hard cock straining heavily against the wet fabric with every step.

I slowly opened the bathroom door. To my surprise, Heather hadn’t locked it.

I quickly stepped inside and shut the door behind me, sealing us off from the rest of the apartment.

"Alex...?" Heather’s soft voice came from behind the glass wall of the shower.

She was already fully naked under the running water. Her mature, motherly body was on complete display behind the steamed glass, thick, soft, and glistening. Her heavy breasts were wet and delicious-looking, water trailing down the full curves and dripping from her stiff nipples.

Her soft pussy was mostly hidden between her thick, juicy thighs, but the overall sight of her naked body was enough to erase every remaining trace of restraint I had left.

I didn’t say a single word.

The moment I saw her like that, I went completely feral. All the pent-up hunger from the rooftop, the elevator, and every memory of the train came rushing back at once. I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my wet underwear, shoved them down without care, and kicked them aside.

I didn’t even look where they landed. My cock sprang free, thick and painfully hard, standing proud and twitching with every heartbeat. Just the thought of what I was about to do made it throb harder.

I walked straight toward Heather, my eyes locked on her naked body the entire way. Dark, filthy thoughts filled my head. I could feel the shift in my own presence, the heavy, lust-driven aura rolling off me as I approached the glass.

Without hesitation I slid the shower door open and stepped into the warm, steamy space with her.

The heat of our bodies mixed instantly under the spray of water. I stood close enough that only a few inches separated us. Water ran down both of our skin as we faced each other in the narrow shower.

Heather’s eyes flicked down to my hard cock for a second, then back up to my face. Her voice dropped to a nervous whisper.

"Alex... why did you come in? Max will see you..."

I didn’t say anything. I simply moved closer and let my hard cock press firmly against her soft belly. At the same time I placed my right hand on her thick hip, gripping the warm, wet flesh under the shower spray.

"Ahhh, Alex... your cock... it looks like it’s hurting you," Heather whispered as she looked down. The thick shaft was throbbing hard against her skin, dark veins standing out as if they might burst from how swollen it had become.

"That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you, Heather," I said in a low, dark voice while slowly caressing her hip. The thought of completely ruining this caring mother sent another wave of filthy lust through me. I was fully gone now, past restraint, past patience.

Heather’s breathing grew heavier as she felt the shift in my presence. She could sense I wasn’t my usual self anymore.

"But my son is just outside, Alex..." she said softly, her voice caught between fear and reluctant arousal.

I kept my eyes locked on her wet, naked body like I was about to devour her whole.

"I don’t care, Heather. You need to take care of it," I said firmly, pressing my throbbing cock harder against her soft belly while the water continued to run over both of us.