Chapter 57: The true nature of a 'lonely wife”

Chapter 57: The true nature of a “lonely wife”

Chapter 57: The true nature of a “lonely wife”

What’s it like to watch live sex shows with a beautiful widow, especially when the star of the show is her own son?

Ethan noticed Mrs. Miller’s ears turning bright red. Even a mature woman finds it hard to keep her composure in such situations.

She kept her eyes glued to the screen, worried about her son and too embarrassed to make eye contact with Ethan.

Ethan leaned back on the pillow, catching a whiff of Mrs. Miller’s subtle fragrance.

Mrs. Miller’s long, curly hair was swept to one side, exposing her pale neck, all openly displayed in front of Ethan.

For a moment, Ethan didn’t know whether to look at the neck of the attractive widow or the compassionate female angels on the live stream.

No matter where he looked.

The live stream had already started.

On the screen, the compassionate female angel was dressed in a nurse’s outfit.

Yes, a nurse’s outfit—she knew what men liked.

But this nurse outfit was hardly professional, obviously a size too small, clinging to her body and accentuating her curves.

The compassionate female angel was actually quite average-looking, but she knew how to dress up. Her worldly allure had a special attraction for virgins.

Ryan, wearing a Pikachu mask, had never seen such a spectacle before. His eyes were wide open, and he was too stunned to speak.

“Hey, handsome,” the compassionate female angel said in a nasal voice, leaning in and caressing him. “You seem really nervous, huh?”

Mrs. Miller looked distressed. As a mother, seeing such a woman getting close to her son was hardly a joy.

She watched as the female host on the screen kept flirting, skillfully chatting with her son as if she wanted to know even the color of his underwear.

Mrs. Miller was very nervous, staring intently at the screen, terrified that her son might reveal some private information.

At this point, she couldn’t care less that Ethan was right beside her,her heart was in knots, her attention fixed on the screen.

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Their teasing, combined with their words, had Ryan completely led by the nose.

Fortunately, she was still professional, asking about personal preferences.

Like whether he liked fishnet stockings or who he fantasized about.

As she asked, she kept sending out perks, and Ryan was led to answer. His preferences were clear, truly maximizing the show’s effect.

Outside the screen.

Mrs. Miller, seeing his prolonged silence, twirled her hair around her finger, a gesture to mask her discomfort.

The beautiful widow looked so vulnerable and delicate.

The air between them was charged with a strange tension.

Ethan felt it was the right moment to say something like, “Aunt Sofia, you wouldn’t want your son’s secrets to get out, would you?”

Given the current situation, it seemed too twisted.

Mrs. Miller remained silent.

But her body shivered...

Her hand had slipped under the blanket... grasping his embarrassingly aroused self.

Her touch started gently but gradually quickened...

Ethan was baffled. Was this the true nature of a ‘lonely wife’? No need for words, even under threat, she was extremely good at masking her nervousness, but now he couldn’t just walk away.

All the while, her eyes stayed fixed on the screen, pretending as if nothing was happening.

“Is this for real?” Ethan was stunned by the unexpected turn of events.

Mrs. Miller was very nervous.

Ethan was equally tense, his eyes glued to Ryan on the screen, where the compassionate female angel was interacting intensely with the audience, nearing the end of the show.

The professionalism was evident. Indeed, those who could host such shows had unique skills that made them stand out.

Ethan observed Ryan, who seemed excited, which was good.

Silence, a long silence.

Ethan didn’t know what to say.

But watching the beautiful widow, her face a mix of humiliation and shyness, all emotions tangled together, and her body still carrying a faint scent...

The physical pleasure and the mental shock, when compared, made the physical sensations seem less significant.

Things had gone this far.

Ethan tentatively reached out and placed his hand on Mrs. Miller’s waist, just resting it there, not moving.

Mrs. Miller shivered.

“Don’t be nervous, Aunt Sofia. Ryan is like a brother to me,I wouldn’t do anything inappropriate.”