Super Rich: I Can Hear Women's Inner Voices
Chapter 76: Warmth Of Home

Chapter 76: Warmth Of Home

Jake opened his sleepy eyes, only to find that the aunt by his pillow was nowhere to be seen.

After a night of passionate lovemaking, Jake could feel the soreness in his legs, but having brought his aunt to climax repeatedly, his heart was filled with immense satisfaction.

His aunt’s initiative had taken him by surprise, but with his ability to read inner voices and his own observations, Jake was certain that his aunt now completely belonged to him and would no longer waver.

Stretching happily, Jake got out of bed.

The soft mattress still bore the imprint of his aunt’s sleeping form, and the plain gray pillow carried the faint scent of her mature feminine fragrance, like temple musk, permeating the bedroom and stirring Jake’s dormant desires.

Young and full of vigor, it was hard enough not being able to touch his girlfriend Mia, but being teased by Manager Mina had left him itching with frustration. Jake had it tough!

Last night in the bathroom, the image of his aunt being pressed against the wall by Jake, arching her back to raise her snow-white, lotus-like buttocks to meet his thrusts, kept replaying in his mind. Just the memory was enough to make his cock stiffen.

Since his aunt’s home had no men’s clothing, Jake was currently naked except for a pair of black briefs barely containing his hardening python.

Absentmindedly touching the thin blanket covering him, this wasn’t Jake’s first time lying on it, but it was the first time he felt as at ease as the master of the house.

After searching around, he found his clothes neatly folded and placed by his aunt, warming his heart as he happily dressed and stepped out of the bedroom, his back to the soft, warm morning sun.

"Rumble." The sound of the washing machine came from the bathroom.

Jake walked down the hallway to the living room. The jacket on the sofa had been taken off by his aunt, presumably tossed into the washing machine.

Not only did his aunt indulge Jake in bed, but she also promptly cleaned up after their lovemaking. Such a good woman was truly one in a million in today’s society.

Heading straight to the dining area, just as Jake expected, his aunt’s busy figure was moving about the kitchen, the faint aroma of food wafting out.

Tiptoeing, Jake quietly opened the kitchen door, and his aunt’s fiery figure immediately came into view.

A white round-neck shirt paired with blue jeans accentuated her perfect proportions—her delicate shoulders and peach-like buttocks forming a striking contrast, flawless and unmatched even by European and American celebrities.

Her upper body was alluring, her waist slender, and her round, perky buttocks looked juicy enough to squeeze water from, the jeans tightly outlining a seductive curve.

His aunt had work today, so she dressed modestly. But Jake, having tasted every inch of her body, knew just how exquisite her figure was.

Moreover, his aunt had an even more captivating charm when clothed. Her hurried movements paired with an apron gave off a strong housewife vibe, proof of the effort she had put into her family over the years.

Jake wrapped his arms around his aunt, causing her to tremble slightly. She turned her head and, seeing it was Jake, relaxed into a smile.

"Jake, stop fooling around. I’m making breakfast."

"After just one night, Auntie doesn’t recognize me as her husband anymore?" Jake teased, pressing her against the counter. The contents of the pot were clear—his aunt was cooking noodles.

"You bad boy, always bullying me." Taylor enjoyed Jake’s affectionate embrace as she used chopsticks to taste the broth. The flavor seemed just right.

Resting his chin on the back of her head, Jake inhaled the unique fragrance of a mature woman, his nose tickled by her tied-up black hair. He then moved to her ear, greedily breathing in her scent while his hands slid over her perky buttocks to her stomach, hugging her tightly.

"Who would dare bully such a beauty like you, Auntie?"

Seeing the noodles were done, Taylor turned off the stove and replied, "Stop fooling around. I have work soon. Let’s eat."

Jake wasn’t about to let this rare, leisurely moment slip away. He held his aunt firmly. "What are you doing? It’s morning!" Taylor struggled. Jake’s sexual prowess was undeniable—was he really going to go for it this early?

Unhurried, Jake moved his aunt to the dining chair, seating her on his lap facing him. "Wifey, this is called a morning kiss." With that, he kissed her deeply.

Taylor couldn’t refuse. Her body had grown sensitive from Jake’s lovemaking, so she closed her eyes in resignation. "Mmm~ Chuu~ Chuu~"

The two lost themselves in a wet, passionate kiss, Jake’s hands roaming freely over her body.

Taylor’s suppressed desires were quickly reignited, her delicate hands instinctively seeking out Jake’s cock. A minute passed before Jake pulled away, licking his lips. "Wifey, you used mint toothpaste today."

Taylor froze, then blushed in embarrassment, realizing she’d fallen for his trick. She lightly tapped Jake’s forehead. "You jerk, I thought—"

"Haha, I’m a gentleman, right, wifey?" Jake laughed heartily at his aunt’s reaction.

"Hurry up and eat. I need to leave for work soon." Blushing, Taylor went back to the kitchen to serve the noodles.

Once the food was on the table, the famished Jake quickly devoured his portion. While sex didn’t affect his stamina, the physical exertion left him ravenous. He finished one bowl and went back for another until all the noodles were gone.

Satisfied, Jake smacked his lips, praising his aunt’s unparalleled cooking skills. Taylor, of course, was delighted by his sweet talk.

After so many years, she finally felt the warmth of home with a man much younger than her, her heart sweeter than honey.

"Even if I can’t be Jake’s woman in the future, at least I can stay by his side as his aunt." This was the heartfelt thought of the kind and wise teacher Taylor.