Chapter 319 - Competition Between Father And Son

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The car shook due to their intense activities. And the cellar has dim light which made it easier for them. And given the fact that only they live in the house, making it easier for them again. No one would enter there. They were free to do whatever they wanted.

Esther was tired after a single round. "Hubby… I want more…" she whined holding onto him like a baby, even though she acted like a baby she still looked like a seductress in his eyes.

Shaking his head, he dressed her up, and then he got dressed up.

"Let's go inside," he said.

"I want you," she said again.

"Wifey… first let's go inside," Cyrus said.

"I want you again in the backseat," she said.

"Esther…." Cyrus felt a headache coming on his way.

"I will shout that you are gay!!" Esther said. Her eyes were drooping.

What!?!

Those countless nights they spent, those countless times she said hubby is amazing. What happened to this?

Can he have any other utter humiliation than this?

Dammit!

He pulled her into the back seat and removed her skirt. Removing his pants he dived into her, making her moan loudly.

As he throbbed inside her, he started removing her clothes. He fondled her breasts; skin and he kissed every inch of her skin.

"Am I gay?" he asked.

"No!" she said.

"then why did you say that you will call me gay?" he asked.

"I want you but you don't want me. I have to make my hubby want me whatever the way I can…" Esther said with a pout. Her words earned a deep thrust from Cyrus making her moan.

Cyrus smiled at her words. He became aggressive as he throbbed inside her. He wanted to ask many things. If she wants him this much then why did she leave him last night? Why did she run away from him?

He has many unasked questions. Many things he has no clarity about. But he said nothing. She would say everything now if he asked her now given that she was not sober anymore.

He doesn't want to trick her. If she was willing, she would say everything to him. And that was the very reason, he was willing not to listen to her thoughts. How was that any different from asking her things she wasn't willing to say or ask? He doesn't want to hurt her in any way. She was his love of life. How can he have the heart to do that for her?

Gulping All the thoughts down his throat to his stomach and then to his dick, he increased his pace, the car started shaking violently as he throbbed inside her.

Esther could feel her head hitting the car door. Seeing that Cyrus kept his palm between her head and the door. So that her head won't hit the door anymore. Esther felt that her head wasn't hitting the car door anymore and she smiled. There was no pain.

Closing her to sleep, but only to be interrupted by his deep thrust. His deep thrust just woke her up.

She could feel something building up down her body, her legs started quivering wildly more than before. She pulled Cyrus towards her with a chain in his neck. Getting her signal, Cyrus bent down. Esther just hugged him tightly as her breathing turned ragged.

Cyrus can feel her walls tightening around his dick, he increased his pace. With a loud groan, Esther came for the second time but Cyrus didn't stop, in the next few thrusts, he came too, filling her insides with his hot semen.

He fell on her as his breathing turned ragged. "I am sorry," he heard her saying.

"Esther…." He called out.

"I… am… sorry….," she mumbled again.

"Babe, what happened?" he asked.

But Esther just fell asleep under him. Dressing her up for the second time before he got dressed up, he carried her to their room. He should get his car cleaned up; it's filled with the smell of their sex. He doesn't want others to smell it. He needs to send the car to the washing.

Sighing… he reached their bedroom. He laid her on the bed and went inside the bathroom. Filling a tub full of hot water, he came out along with a towel. He removed her clothes and wiped her body clean. After that, he wore his T-shirt to her, which reached below her knees.

Cyrus went inside and took a bath before joining her in the bed with a head full of questions and doubts. But they were all rested when he drifted into his sleep.

Next day….

Esther got up early and got dressed up. She made breakfast for her family as compensation for her negligence in the past two days.

By the time Reggie and Cyrus came down, she was setting up the table. Her face was filled with sweat. But Esther didn't care. She went to her room and washed her face with cold water. She applied slight makeup and applied her favorite red lipstick before coming down. Reggie and Cyrus waited for her to come down without eating food.

"Sorry…" she said and settled beside Reggie. She pulled him into her lap and started feeding him, ignoring Cyrus. Her actions made Cyrus feel a bit sad and jealous.

Humph Ing… he changed his seat which was beside Esther and sat there. He would cough occasionally and do something to gain her attention but he only got her expression which said 'what's wrong with you?'.

"Feed me!" he asks like a whiny kid.

Esther shook her head and fed him a spoonful. Cyrus flashed a toothy and smug smile to Reggie for which he just rolled his eyes at him.

Reggie shook his head and gave a hateful look at him. A bolt of lightning passed between them. Dark clouds started looming in the room making the room tense. Esther does not know what exactly happened. Why does this pair of father and son behave so oddly?

Sighing… she scoops more food onto the plate.

"Mommy…" Reggie blinks his adorable golden eyes at her with a cute expression making her unable to say no to him. He opened his mouth asking her to feed him. Getting the hint Esther feeds him the food.

"Wifey…" Cyrus asks her, opening his mouth. Shaking her head, she feeds him too.

Reggie pokes her and shows her his open mouth. She feeds him again. This time Cyrus pokes and asks her to feed him. She feeds him. Both the father and son ask her to feed her the whole time as if they were in some competition making Esther hold her head in pain.

"The food is over. No more. See… the bowls are empty!" Esther says finally.

Both the father and son share a challenging look before giving a disdainful look to each other.

"Now… Reggie… get ready for school. I will drop you today," she said to Reggie.

Like a good boy, Reggie nods his food and leaves the dining hall.

Cyrus goes into the kitchen. He saw his wife eating nothing. From what he knew she didn't even have her dinner. She only drank. She must be hungry. Removing the coat he hung it on the chair, and he tied an apron around his waist. Pulling out instant noodles he started cooking for her. In the next ten minutes, he finished cooking. In the instant noodles, he added fried veggies and an egg and then the noodles.

Pouring the noodles in the bowl, he took it to the dining table. He kept the noodles in front of her.

Esther smiled at him. She never saw Cyrus in an apron. He looked extremely hot and sexy in it.

She wondered how it would be to have sex with him in an apron. Realizing her thoughts, she blushed hard at her perverted thoughts. Lowering her head, she started eating hurriedly as if someone was chasing her.

Cyrus saw her ogling at him with her dreamy look and suddenly he saw her blushing. Taking that as a chance he decided to tease her.

"I will like it if you wear an apron. And I would like it more when I bend you on the kitchen counter while throbbing inside you as you moan my name in the kitchen," Cyrus said, making her cough.

Cyrus filled the glass beside her with water with a smile when he saw her flustered expression.

Dammit!!

How could he say these shameless words like this? Esther glared at him. If looks could kill, he would have been under six feet of the earth.

"Shameless!" she whisper-yelled at him.

"But who was the one who asked me to do that thing with her in the middle of the road? Who was the one who asked me to do that in the car cellar? Who was the one who asked me to do it again in the back seat? Hmm?" he asked with a smirk, making her blush again.

"Mommy!! Reggie is ready!" Reggie's voice helped her pull out from the embarrassment.