My Alluring CEO

Replied, leading Jack and Emily into the house.

Jack, looking at Julie's swaying big butt, couldn't help but feel excited.

But as they stepped inside, he caught Emily shooting him a death glare. He quickly looked away.

After Julie led Emily and Jack into the house, they found that the interior was very ordinary rural decor, as if it hadn't been renovated for many years.

After Julie left, Jack whispered to Emily, "Emily, we just ran into her, did we?"

"Shut up! You're imagining things." Emily snapped back. "Keep your mouth shut about this, got it?"

"Okay. I got it." Jack was taken aback by how intense Emily was being and nodded quickly, not wanting to push it.

Even as he agreed, Jack couldn't help but think to himself—he wasn't imagining it. Sure, he hadn't gotten a clear look at her face, but that figure? Those curves? They were way too familiar.

But since Emily didn't want him to bring it up, he could only suppress his curiosity.

After a while, Emily's father-in-law Oliver Ramos came back, and Emily hurriedly went out to greet him. "Dad, Powell can't come back from out of town, so he asked me to come and check on your health."

"It's good to have you here." Oliver said with a sigh. "You've only been married a few years, and Powell's always away. I feel bad for you, honestly."

Emily also told Oliver about Jack's identity. Oliver was pleased to hear they were cousins. He nodded and said, "That's great. With Powell gone, I worry about you being alone at home. You two should hang out more. Jack, take care of Emily and help her out whenever you can."

"Don't worry. Emily and I have a great relationship. I will definitely take good care of her." Jack said with a grin, shooting Emily a quick wink. He was already thinking this was his golden ticket to swing by her place more often.

Having realized Jack's real thoughts, Emily blushed.

She had already felt guilty about her relationship with Jack, and now Oliver's words just made it worse. Guilt gnawing at her, she quickly said, "Dad, let's go to the kitchen and see if we can help with anything."

Saying that, she took Jack and left the main room, and after a few steps, she whispered to Jack, "I'm telling you, don't say anything during dinner, or you won't be welcome at my house in the future."

Jack was startled, realizing she was dead serious. He quickly grabbed her arm and pleaded, "Got it. I promise I won't say anything out of line."

Just then, Julie came out with a plate of cornbread. "Come on, it's time to eat. Seems you two siblings get along really well."

Emily pushed Jack away and said, "Why don't you go help?"

Jack quickly stepped forward to take the dishes.

But Julie thought he was a guest and shouldn't be doing that, so they ended up fighting over it.

Jack's hand accidentally pressed on Julie's breast, and he felt a jolt of warmth. He yanked back like he'd been burned.

Julie glanced at him, feeling that he didn't do it on purpose, so she carried the plate forward, only then did she feel a tingling sensation in her chest.

The rural food was plain but fresh. Jack enjoyed it a lot.

Julle was amazed at his impressive appetite.

Seeing Jack's strong and burly body, Julie couldn't help but remember the way his hand had brushed against her chest earlier. A shiver ran through her, and she felt a heat rise in her cheeks, her legs tingling with an unexpected warmth.

After eating for a while, Emily asked, "Julie, is Gabriel not at home?"

"He's working on the farm, he rarely comes back. I master all the family affairs." Julie replied.

After dinner, Emily was ready to take Jack home.

But Oliver shut it down. "You've finally come back for a visit, you can't leave so soon. Stay the night, head back tomorrow."

Julie also smiled and said, "That's right. Emily. You barely visit—can't just bounce right after getting here. Stay the night. It's not as fancy as the city, but the air's cleaner. Who knows, you might not wanna leave once you settle in."

After dinner, Jack and Emily helped with the cleanup. Jack whispered in her ear, "Emily, I want to stay with you."

"No way! If Oliver sees us, what will we do?" Emily glared at him, then said, "You'll have to make do for one night. We'll go back tomorrow, and then we can sleep together."

Jack had to agree. While Julie was washing dishes, someone called her outside, and Emily said, "Julie, leave it to us, go on your business first."

After Julie left, the two of them finished washing the dishes, and Emily felt sweaty and uncomfortable.

So she turned to Jack and said, "Jack, help me wipe the sweat."

Jack agreed and used a wet towel to wipe the sweat off Emily's forehead.

"And my back," Emily added, glancing at the door. Her back felt sticky, and she blushed as she murmured the request.

Originally, she was a bit embarrassed to ask Jack to help wipe her back, but she couldn't bear it anymore.

"Okay!" Jack nodded excitedly, lifted Emily's shirt, looked at her smooth back, his eyes almost blinded by the sight.

Emily felt a bit more comfortable, but there was sweat on her chest as well, and she wanted him to help wipe it off.

But being in Oliver's house, it wouldn't be appropriate if someone saw them like this.

As Jack helped Emily wipe her back, he felt his cock, which was pressing against Emily's buttocks, getting hard.

Emily blushed and said, "What are you doing? Didn't I tell you to wait until we get home tomorrow?"

Seeing Emily's shy expression and hearing her soft voice, Jack couldn't wait until tomorrow, he wanted to strip the beautiful and sexy Emily naked right now and have a passionate encounter with her.

He pressed his whole body against Emily's back, threw the towel aside, and wrapped his hands around Emily's smooth waist, sliding his palms gently on her flat and firm abdomen, leaning close to Emily's ear and whispering, "Sorry. Emily, I just can't resist your charm, how about I come over to see you tonight?"

"No, we might get caught!" Emily blurted out.

"No one else is in the house, come on, let's have some fun." Jack reached through the bra and grabbed Emily's breasts, squeezing them firmly.

"Emily, you're sweating here too, let me help you wipe it." Jack's hands found their way to her chest, wantonly cupping the weight of her full, firm breasts. He couldn't resist exploring further, his fingers sliding beneath her bra to feel the soft, smooth skin underneath.

"Not now, wait until tonight, okay?" Emily cooed lightly. She could feel herself getting turned on, her thighs tensing and relaxing as some liquid flowing out of her vagina.

"Then I'll come see you tonight!" Jack agreed, but he wanted to seize the opportunity to indulge himself now.

His hands reached into Emily's bra, grabbing the heavy breasts and kneading them.

As he kneaded, he pressed his cock against Emily's buttock, fantasizing about having real sex with her.

"Okay, stop it, you need to leave now!" Emily took a deep breath, pushed Jack away.

Seeing Emily was a bit angry, Jack let go of her and walked out of the kitchen.

But before he could get outside, he heard Julie talking to someone, and her tone seemed a bit off.

He couldn't help but tiptoe to the front door and peek outside, and he was instantly stunned.

He saw a pickup truck parked in the open space outside, with a lot of miscellaneous items in the back.

In the driver's seat, a man was kissing Julie.

Julie's clothes had been lifted, and the man was grabbing her full breasts, squeezing them forcefully.

Julie moaned as she was being kissed, seeming to resist, but her expression showed some enjoyment.

The man constantly grabbed Julie's big butt, and his cock was already inside her vagina.

Jack couldn't help but swallow hard.

Although Julie wasn't as beautiful as Emily, she had a wildness about her as a rural housewife.

After watching for a while, just as he was about to leave, he couldn't help but cough.

Julie heard the sound, turned her head to look towards the door, and their eyes met.

She was startled, quickly pushed away the man, and said, "Alright, cut it out. Go unload the car already. We don't need anyone catching us." Kirk didn't care. "Nobody's around, come on, let's go on it."

Kirk first noticed Julie when she moved here after marrying Powell. The moment he laid eyes on her curves, he was hooked—his mind racing with desire.

One day, Julie showed up asking for help, saying Oliver was sick. Kirk didn't hesitate; he loaded them into his truck and sped to the hospital.

Since then, whenever Julie came to ask for help, Kirk never refused.

Another day, she came asking to borrow some cash.

Without hesitation, Kirk gave her the money and asked, "Julie, how will you thank me?"

Having understood what he meant, she still pretended to be clueless and said, "What about treating you to a feast? I'll tell Powell after I come back."

"That's not what I want, but I do want to taste your milk," Kirk snickered.

Julie figured it wasn't a huge deal—Gabriel had been away for a long time, and she was feeling a bit horny. "Alright, I can let you have a taste, but just this once, and this settles the debt."