เข้าสู่ระบบI took a deep breath, trying to steady the storm still raging inside me. Business or not, I needed to let Michelle know I wouldn’t be around tonight. I stood up from my chair and headed upstairs to her room.I knocked twice. No answer.What’s she doing? I thought.I knocked again. Still nothing. I tested the handle, and to my surprise, the double doors opened easily. Without thinking twice, I stepped inside.“Michelle? Where are you?”Her voice floated out from the bathroom, soft and slightly surprised. “Uncle Pedro?”“Michelle, are you busy?”“No, I’m almost done. Is there any problem?”“Not really. I just wanted to talk to you…”The bathroom door opened, and she stepped out.Time stopped.She had only a single pink towel wrapped around her body, barely covering the tops of her thighs. Water droplets still glistened on her pale, flawless skin, sliding slowly down her neck, over her collarbones, and disappearing between the swell of her breasts. Her hair was damp, and she was gently d
Pedro’s POVI paced my home office like a caged animal, jaw tight with frustration. She was finally here. Michelle — that sweet, forbidden temptation — was right under my roof, just a few doors away. No more distance. No more pretending.She’d better behave herself, I thought, a dark edge sharpening my thoughts. Because if she pushes me… God help us both.I stopped at my desk and gripped the edge, trying to steady myself. But it was useless. My mind was flooded with her. That perfect, tight little body. Her pale, flawless skin that flushed so easily under my touch. Those full, cock-sucking lips and her perky breasts with those sensitive pink nipples that hardened instantly the moment I looked at them.I sank into my leather chair, legs spread wide as my cock throbbed angrily against my zipper. The memory from the other night refused to leave me alone. Her naked body pressed against mine, soft and warm. Those beautiful tits rubbing over my chest as I devoured her mouth in a deep, filth
I suddenly have the urge to show them my room.“The house is massive, you guys. You won’t believe it.” I stood up and slowly turned the phone around, giving them a full view of the room. “Look at my room!”“Oh wow,” Mom breathed, her eyes widening. “Pedro’s house is even bigger than I imagined. And your room is so beautiful, Michelle! Those colors… he really remembered your favorites.”“Yes, Mom,” I said softly, feeling a fresh wave of gratitude. “It’s all pink and purple. There are even huge teddy bears on the bed.” I panned the camera to show them.Dad’s expression turned serious but loving. “That’s nice, but I want you to behave yourself over there, okay? No staying out late, no unnecessary parties, and please always listen to your uncle.”I laughed lightly. “Dad, I promise I’ll be good. I’m always good, remember?”“Only when Lisa isn’t around,” he teased, raising an eyebrow.I burst out laughing. “Well, she’s not here, so you can chill, Dad. I’ll be on my best behavior.”“I trust
The flight attendant greeted us warmly at the top of the stairs. As soon as we stepped inside the luxurious cabin, the door was sealed shut behind us with a solid, final click.I looked around in quiet awe at the cream leather seats, polished wood finishes, and large windows that flooded the space with light. Uncle Pedro turned to me, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.“I guess this is it,” he said, his voice carrying a hint of excitement.I let out a small breath and returned his smile. “I guess so.”Soon the plane finally landed. As we taxied to a stop, I peered out the window at the massive open space surrounding us. Before the cabin door even fully opened, two sleek black SUVs were already waiting on the tarmac, their polished bodies gleaming under the sun.A tall, well-built man in a sharp black suit stepped forward and handed Uncle Pedro one of the car keys with a respectful nod.“Welcome back, sir. Happy to have you home,” he said warmly.“Thank you, Eric,” Uncle Pedro re
Michelle POVAs I walked down from the woods, tears filled my eyes. “You’re such a monster, Uncle Pedro,” I murmured bitterly. Then I suddenly remembered my phone. I hoped it wasn’t completely broken.I hurried to his car, praying it wasn’t locked. When I pulled the handle, the door opened immediately. I searched frantically for my phone and finally found it on the back seat. Pressing the power button, I waited patiently for it to come on.Relief washed over me when I realized it wasn’t broken after all. The phone was perfectly fine. I opened my messages, wanting to text Uncle Pedro and tell him how hurt I was, but then I realized there was no point.With a heavy sigh, I slipped the phone into my pocket and went back inside the house.I slipped into my room, shut the door behind me, and collapsed onto my bed after keeping my phone on the night stand. I pulled the sheets up over my shoulders, curling into a tight ball as the weight of everything crashed down on me. The humiliation sti
“Michelle,” I whispered, my voice hoarse with warning.She let out a playful laugh and jumped into the pool with a splash, the cool water spraying across my legs. “Come on, Uncle Pedro! Get in. The water is so nice,” she called, her voice echoing softly in the quiet night.I swallowed hard, my throat tight. Michelle was getting bolder and bolder with each passing day, and I didn’t know how much more of this I could take. She was frustrating the hell out of me—pushing every boundary, testing every ounce of my self-control. I couldn’t even tell if she was still drunk or if this was the real her finally breaking free.With a heavy sigh, I stripped off my shirt and pants, leaving only my black boxers on. I dove in cleanly, the cool water shocking my heated skin. The moment I surfaced, she swam straight to me like a magnet, her wet hair slicked back, water droplets glistening on her bare breasts.“Isn’t the water nice?” she asked sweetly, circling me slowly like a siren. I stared at her, u







