Chapter 29 Part 3 Kitchen Training Plan (18+)

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Chapter 29 Part 3 Kitchen Training Plan

She didn't ask anything else. 

She knew the choice had to be his. 

Her reason whispered that he should run, or refuse. 

Deep down, though, a quiet voice hoped for the opposite that he'd stay, take her and the child in his hands. 

Her nights had been so long and lonely; she wanted a harbor as badly as she wanted air. 

Off to the side, Liam was also thinking. 

He remembered his own careless boast to Serena about "Grandma Annie being pregnant." 

That had been pure bluff. 

This time, there was really a woman carrying his baby. 

All his fake maturity shattered in an instant. 

In front of women like this, his obsession wasn't love yet; it was youth and hormones. 

He didn't even know what love was. 

But he knew what responsibility was. 

Even if he was scared, he had to steady himself for her. 

He didn't want to be the kind who started something and walked away. 

Especially not with Wendy, who was his teacher, his guide in sex, and the only warmth he'd had at school. 

He felt himself changing from the nervous, evasive boy he'd been a moment ago into someone trying to carry a man's weight. 

He raised his head, set his jaw, and stared into her eyes like he wanted to carve her into his mind. 

"Teacher… 

"If you have the baby, I'll raise it. 

"And I'll take responsibility for you too. 

"My family's well‑off. 

"I'll make sure you both live safe and happy." 

Quiet as his voice was, the words hit like nails. 

Wendy's eyes narrowed slightly; the first crack showed in her calm expression. 

Like ripples on a lake. 

She leaned back a little and finally exhaled fully, chest rising under her shirt. 

The buttons strained over her curves. 

Inside, the tension eased, replaced by a warm relief. 

Her smile this time came from the bottom of her heart. 

He hadn't run. 

He'd chosen to stand. 

"You're 18." 

She reminded him slowly, like a mentor, gentle and just a little pitying. 

"Liam, do you know how heavy 'taking responsibility' really is?" 

"I know." 

He drew a deep breath, voice steadying and dropping a notch. 

Since she was joining his "family," he decided to lay his cards on the table. 

"My Grandma Serena, my Grandma Annie, Principal Jenna… 

"They're all my women now. 

"But that doesn't mean I'm fickle. 

"They all came willingly, and I've promised each one I'll be there for her. 

"Teacher… knowing that, do you still want in?" 

This time, Wendy fell silent. 

She hadn't imagined this boy would be so popular. 

After the surprise came jealousy and worry. 

Her fingertips tapped lightly on the desk as her eyes deepened again, weighing and judging him. 

Then she laughed softly, the sound spreading from her eyes. 

There was worldliness in it and something like relief. 

She gave in. 

She knew his character: when he said something, he meant it. 

At her age, finding such a "harbor" could be called luck. 

Liam stood, circled around the desk, and knelt on one knee before her, putting them eye to eye. 

He did his best impression of the leading men he'd seen on TV when they finally won the heroine over. 

"Teacher," he said, low and resolute, "from today on, you're my woman. 

"I swear I'll treat you well, never ignore you, never leave you alone at night, and always satisfy you…" 

She looked down at him for a long moment, then gave a tiny, amused snort. 

She lifted her hand and tapped his brow. 

"You talk big for a little guy." 

Her finger slid along his brow to his chin and tilted it up, making him look at her. 

"In that case, I'll entrust my remaining years to you, my little husband?" 

Her voice dropped, saturated with the lazy pressure only a mature woman could carry. 

He grabbed her wrist, palm burning, and laced his fingers with hers. 

"I'll do it," he said, like an oath. 

The long‑frozen layer in her eyes finally shattered, melting into a deep pool of softness. 

She leaned forward until their foreheads touched. 

"Then it's settled," she whispered, "little daddy." 

"So… Teacher, can we…" 

"Get out of here, you little brat. 

"I just got pregnant; I can't do that." 

… 

Unable to get at Wendy's big, ripe hole, Liam had to grit his teeth and sit through the whole tutoring session with a tent in his pants. 

In the end, she took pity and knelt down to relieve him once. 

Unfortunately, after that pill he'd taken, his cock had entered a second growth spurt thicker, longer, and far more productive. 

His balls now seemed bottomless. 

He could easily shoot dozens of times without going soft. 

For a starved milf, he was a human perpetual‑motion cannon. 

At the same time, his lust was burning brighter. 

One milf alone couldn't possibly drain him. 

As soon as tutoring ended, he went home with a belly full of fire. 

The moment he opened the door, Serena's voice called out. 

"Liam, come eat. 

"Grandma's made your favorites." 

She wore his favorite outfit: a snow‑white designer qipao, garter‑strapped white stockings, and ten‑centimeter heels. 

The pure white wrapped her obscene body in fake purity. 

She'd even put on a bra so her soft, sagging breasts wouldn't jiggle too wildly. 

"Smack!" 

His palm landed squarely on her ass. 

The firm, white cheeks rippled, almost swallowing his hand. 

He squeezed both sides through the silk, fingers digging toward her crack. 

"Splurt!" 

The flesh between her cheeks shivered, and the lips below, trapped by their squeeze, rubbed together and made a wet sound. 

"Ah… sweetie… don't be rude to Grandma. 

"Hands off!" 

Under the stares of Annie and Jenna, Serena flushed bright red. 

She slapped his hand away and turned, one hand rubbing her stinging ass. 

In the distance, Annie's gaze turned complicated. 

She could already see the day she'd end up just like Serena. 

Jenna, on the other hand, was both pleased and jealous. 

She'd missed her turn last night; tonight she meant to be first. 

Liam simply smirked. 

As Serena turned, he slipped two fingers up between her thighs. 

He parted her black, fat lips, hooked his nails over the slick flesh inside, found her swollen G‑spot, and shook. 

"Ah‑ahh… ohhh… no… don't… they're all… watching…" 

Serena trembled, hands clamping over her crotch, but couldn't stop thick squirts of juice from blasting out under the hem of her qipao, splattering the floor. 

Liam yanked his fingers back and innocently ran off, leaving her wishing she could sink into the floor. 

Jenna chuckled softly, swaying over to steady her, voice sweet. 

"Don't be mad, Sis Serena. 

"Liam's just naughty. 

"You saw how he treated me last night. 

"We're all our little master's women now; we should support each other, right?" 

Locking eyes with Jenna's foxlike gaze, Serena found her resentment dissolving, replaced by a strange sense of shared fate. 

They were in this together. 

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