All Chapters of Lust for My Father-in-Law: The Plus-Size Secretary: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

That night I spent in Nathaniel's embrace. We didn't talk much, just lay together, feeling each other's warmth, letting the silence speak.I rested my head on his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat."Do you regret it?" Nathaniel asked, his fingers tracing through my hair.I shook my head. "No. I never regret being with you."He kissed my forehead. "Good. Because I don't either."***In the morning, I woke before Nathaniel. I carefully walked to my room, changed clothes, and went down to the dining room. At the long table, breakfast was already laid out, warm croissants, strawberry jam, fresh fruits, and black coffee.But I wasn't alone.Derek was already seated at the end of the table, his face haggard, his eyes red from lack of sleep. His gray suit was wrinkled, as if he hadn't changed clothes all night.He stared at me with an expression I couldn't quite read, somewhere between anger, confusion, and something else."You didn't come last night," he said, his voice hoarse.I sat

Nathaniel’s hands began exploring my body. His rough, warm fingers traced upward from my waist along my sides, pressing into the soft flesh at my hips before climbing higher to squeeze my full breasts through the thin fabric of my blouse.I flinched, breath catching. “Daddy… wait… the door… what if someone comes…?”Nathaniel gave a crooked smile, his eyes dark with lust. He locked the office door with one swift motion, then turned the key twice more for good measure.“This room is safe, baby,” he whispered hoarsely against my ear. “No one dares enter without my permission. No cameras. No intercom. Just you and me. Now… be quiet and let Daddy enjoy this soft, curvy body of yours.”He gave me no chance to protest further. His mouth crashed against mine in a fierce, hungry kiss full of teeth and tongue. I moaned into him, hands instinctively fisting the expensive fabric of his shirt. His tongue swept deep, demanding, sucking on my lower lip until I tasted a faint metallic edge.“Mmmhh… a

That day was the day of the big meeting. The annual joint meeting between Whitmore Group and several leading business partners. All the company leaders came with their respective secretaries, beautiful women, slim, neatly dressed, and smiling perfectly. They sat beside their bosses, taking notes, organizing documents, and occasionally whispering gracefully.And among them, I sat. Seraphina Whitmore. Derek's wife. Nathaniel's secretary. The only fat woman in that room.I felt their stares. Not just ordinary stares, but judging stares. Stares that asked, "What is this person doing here?" Stares that said, "A body like that belongs in a zoo, not in a meeting room."I heard soft whispers, stifled laughter, and sharp comments that weren't trying to be hidden."She's Derek Whitmore's wife? That one?""Yeah, the fat one. I can't believe she's a secretary.""Maybe because she's family. No way it's because of ability."I bit my lip, feeling their words stab like needles. But I didn't look down

Lunch ended with an awkward atmosphere. Anita didn't say a word throughout the journey back to the office. Derek looked confused, trying to understand what had happened in the restroom between me and Anita.Nathaniel just smiled faintly, occasionally glancing at me with eyes full of admiration.I returned to my office, sat in my chair, and tried to focus on work. But my mind was still spinning around the conversation with Anita.Not long after, the office door opened. I looked up and saw a figure I knew very well.My father, Harrison Voss, walked in wearing his neat gray suit, his graying hair slicked back, and his firm face. He smiled when he saw me, but that smile didn't reach his eyes."Seraphina," he greeted, walking closer and kissing my forehead. "You look well.""Father, what are you doing here?""I have a meeting with your father-in-law. He and I are working on a joint project. I thought I'd stop by to see you."I smiled, but deep in my heart, anxiety was beginning to grow. My

I froze beneath Nathaniel’s body. Derek’s voice on the other side of the door made my blood feel as if it had stopped flowing.“Sera, why is the door locked?”Nathaniel immediately pulled himself out of me. His cum was still dripping from my pulsing pussy. His eyes were sharp, but calm.“Balcony,” I whispered in panic. “Hurry, Daddy. Through the balcony.”Nathaniel didn’t say much. He pulled up his pants, quickly buttoned his shirt, then opened the glass door leading to the second-floor balcony. The night wind came in, carrying the thick scent of sweat and sex that still filled the room.“I’ll wait downstairs,” he said briefly before disappearing behind the curtains.I jumped off the bed. My heart was pounding hard. The sheets were messy, wet in several places. I pulled the blanket over them as best I could, then grabbed the towel that had been lying on the floor. I wrapped it around my body, still damp with sweat and covered in Nathaniel’s finger marks. My breathing was still short,