With that, I reached my left hand into her knee pit and my right hand to her back.
With a little force, I lifted her up and headed upstairs.
"Should we go to your and Samuel's room, or my room?" I asked. "Let's go to your room, you two just finished, there must still be some warmth there. Experiencing old things with a new person is definitely exciting."
As I spoke, I had already reached the door of the master bedroom.
Rachel panicked, quickly grabbing the door handle.
Looking at me with pleading eyes, she said, "Don't, Nathan. This is not right. If you keep this up, I will have to tell Samuel."
I chuckled lightly. "What if I say you seduced me? Do you think Samuel would believe you or me? Earlier, you mentioned sleeping with someone else and having a child with them."
Since I couldn't enter the master bedroom, I turned and headed towards my own room. I hadn't closed the door before going to eat, and Rachel couldn't stop me. I effortlessly carried her to the room.
She sat sideways on my lap, my hand firmly pressing her waist, bringing her closer to me.
We were super close at the moment, warm breath on her face. I could clearly see the fine hairs on her cheeks being blown.
Rachel never expected that her insulting words to Samuel would become my means of threatening her.
"Don't! Don't tell him what happened today."
"Then let me touch your breasts." I insisted.
What I had fantasized about the most was Rachel's big breasts, and now I had to seize the opportunity to fulfill that fantasy.
Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.
"I am a woman with moral boundaries, I can't betray my husband like that."
'She can't do it, but she can talk about having sex with someone else and having a child with them?' I thought.
"However, I can recommend someone to you, an absolute beauty."
Rachel continued.
Another beauty?
That piqued my interest.
I had just met Rachel, and considering I was her husband's brother, she wouldn't easily agree to have sex with me.
But if she could recommend a beauty to me, it meant that woman was probably more open-minded about sex.
Maybe I could easily get that beauty.
It just so happened that I had never had sex in twenty years, so why not practice with this beauty first.
Once I mastered the skills, I could always have sex with Rachel later, making her fall in love with me uncontrollably in one go.
"Alright. Do you have a photo? Let me see if she's my type."
"No photos, but she will come to our house soon, you can see her in person and decide if you like her."
"Okay, but I still want to touch your breasts."
"No way!" Rachel once again covered her breasts.
Her two white breasts were pushed together by her soft hands, the neckline squeezed between them.
The smooth fabric slid down her delicate skin, half of her large breasts exposed, the round nipples pressing against the fabric.
She looked even sexier than when she was at the dining table.
"Just a touch won't hurt," I said.
My right hand reached around Rachel's back to her abdomen, taking her hand off her chest and holding it tightly in my right hand. My left hand caressed her breast gently stroking through the fabric.
The large and round breasts changed shapes under my kneading, sometimes flattened by me, sometimes molded into a ball.
Rachel's struggling movements became smaller and smaller, eventually turning into soft moans.
"Be gentle, you'll hurt them!"
"How does it feel? Comfortable?"
Rachel didn't answer me, but her expression gave her away.
With her eyes closed, her long eyelashes trembling gently, her white upper teeth biting her lower lip, every time I squeezed harder, her breath would deepen, and her head would tilt back.
She looked like she was really enjoying it.
But now, just rubbing her breasts over the clothes wasn't enough for me.
I pulled down her neckline, and her two snowy white breasts jumped out, swaying in the air for a few moments.
I reached out with my big hand, touching them, and as soon as I felt the soft and smooth breasts, I was so excited that I dared not breathe, my hand trembling slightly as I touched her breasts.
So soft, so delicate to the touch, I liked it so much!
Especially her two full nipples. Under my kneading, they slowly hardened. Our breathing became increasingly heavy, and I could feel our blood pumping faster. I always knew Rachel's chest was soft, but I didn't expect it to smell so good too.