Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks - Chapter 240

Chapter 240: The Humiliated Wife
I stepped out of the restroom, my expression composed, my hands casually tucked into my pockets as if nothing had happened. The gathering was winding down, people milling about as they prepared to leave.

My eyes immediately locked onto Emily, who was standing near the entrance of the tent, her brow furrowed with concern. Beside her, Kate and Tom were engaged in quiet conversation, though Kate’s eyes flicked toward me with a knowing glint—one that suggested she’d pieced together more than I’d intended.

Emily’s eyes locked onto me the moment I stepped closer, her voice tinged with a mix of worry and curiosity. “Where have you been all this time?” she asked, her tone sharp but not quite accusatory—just concerned.

“I’ve been looking for you and Mom everywhere. You both just… vanished.” Her fingers tightened slightly around my arm, her gaze searching my face for any hint of what had kept us away for so long.

I kept my expression carefully neutral, though the memory of Jennifer’s flushed, desperate face in that cubicle still burned in my mind. The way her body had trembled, the way her moans had filled the small space—it was all I could do to keep my voice steady. “Nothing serious,” I said with a dismissive shrug, my tone light and unconcerned. “There was just a long line in the restroom. Took forever to get in and out.”

Emily nodded, her concern easing slightly, but I could feel the weight of Jennifer’s presence before I even turned to look at her. She emerged from behind me, her face a storm of conflicting emotions—anger, embarrassment, and something darker, something that made my pulse quicken. Her cheeks were still flushed, her lips pressed into a thin line as she shot me a glare that could have melted steel. If looks could kill, I’d have been a corpse on the spot.

The women Jennifer had been chatting with earlier—the ones who had been eyeing me with thinly veiled interest—gave us knowing smiles as they prepared to leave. Their smirks and whispered comments made it clear they suspected something had happened, though they didn’t dare say it outright.

One of them, a brunette with a smirk that screamed trouble, leaned in just a little too close to Jennifer as she said her goodbyes. “Take care, Jennifer,” she purred, her eyes flicking to me with a look that was anything but innocent.

Jennifer’s grip on my hand tightened painfully, her nails digging into my skin as she forced a tight-lipped smile. “Goodnight,” she managed, her voice strained.

As the women finally walked away, their laughter trailing behind them, we began the short walk back to our house. Kate and Tom fell into step beside us, their conversation light and easy.

Kate’s eyes, however, kept flicking between Jennifer and me, her smirk growing more pronounced with every glance. She knew. Or at least, she suspected. And that made her dangerous—or useful, depending on how I decided to play it.

Emily, thankfully, remained blissfully unaware of the tension crackling between Jennifer and me. She chatted lightly about the event, her voice bright and cheerful as she recounted the conversations she’d had and the people she’d met.

Jennifer, on the other hand, was a storm of silent fury beside me. Every so often, her fingers would pinch my hand hard enough to bruise, her way of punishing me for what had happened in that restroom. I didn’t react, didn’t even flinch. I just let her take her frustration out on me, knowing full well that her anger only made this more exciting.

When we finally reached our house, Kate and Tom stopped in front of theirs—our neighbors. “Goodnight, you two,” Kate said, her voice warm but her eyes gleaming with mischief as they flicked between Jennifer and me. “See you tomorrow.” There was a knowing edge to her tone, a hint that she was fully aware of the unspoken tension between us.

Tom waved, his expression friendly and oblivious, before the two of them disappeared inside their home. Emily led the way into ours, her steps light and unburdened as she settled onto the couch.

Jennifer followed, her movements stiff and controlled, as if she were barely holding herself together. She sat beside Emily, her body rigid, her eyes locked onto me with a fury that promised retribution.

I met Jennifer’s gaze, my smirk slow and deliberate, my eyes dark with the promise of what was to come. Oh, she was pissed—her cheeks still flushed, her fingers twitching like she was imagining wrapping them around my throat. And I couldn’t wait to see just how far she’d go to make me pay for it.

Emily stretched with a tired sigh, her voice soft and sleepy. “I’m going to take a nap. I’m so tired…” She didn’t wait for a response, just wandered into her room, leaving Jennifer and me alone in the heavy silence of the living room.

The second the door clicked shut, Jennifer’s glare sharpened, her voice a low, furious hiss. “You—slave.” The word was venomous, dripping with contempt. “Have you forgotten your place? How could you do that… in a place like that?” Her fingers curled into fists, her breath coming in sharp, uneven bursts. “And why did you—” She cut herself off abruptly, her lips pressing into a thin line as if she’d said too much already.

I knew exactly what she wanted to ask. Why did you leave me like that? Why didn’t you let me cum?

I sighed, letting my shoulders slump just enough to sell the act, my voice pretending to be sad, remorseful, even. “Mother-in-law…” I began, my tone heavy with fake regret. “You were looking so sexy in that outfit… I just couldn’t control myself.”

I let my gaze rake over her, lingering on the way her dress still clung to her curves, the way her chest rose and fell with every angry breath. “And I became angry when you said that about blackmailing me—saying you’d tell Emily I raped you.” My voice hardened, just slightly. “It’s obvious who’s been seducing whom, Mother-in-law.”

Jennifer’s face burned crimson, her voice trembling as she snapped back, “When did I—ever—stop you?!” Her fingers clenched at her sides, her breath hitching as she forced the words out. “It’s because—! It’s because you wanted to cum inside me! That’s why I stopped you!”