Harem Mage Son-in-law

Chapter 5

Before long, Jayson who had been alerted was already on his way to Harold's Hotel in the hired helicopter he still got from the company's money. 

As Tristan later sat across Freya at the garden waiting for Jayson to arrive, his eyes rolled over her body, detecting sexy parts he had always wanted in his past life but he never gave her. 

“I'll take it now in the presence of Jayson.” He mumbled within him. 

Freya shared two striking properties with her mom, Kayla. A thick booty and big tits that aligned perfectly to her body line. He was imagining fucking her mom right after her. 

“Sir,” she lulled him out of his thoughts. “Jayson is ten minutes from arriving.” 

Tristan smiled and nodded. His erotic eyes continued to graze her body such that even when Jayson arrived and greeted him, he didn't reply. 

So he confronted Tristan. 

“Heyyyyy sir, you're looking at my fiancee…..that……wayyy?” 

“Yessss,” Tristan replied firmly. “Anything wrong with that? Your fiance is beautiful. I'd love to have her.” He swept his tongue over his lower lip, biting it. 

“Urgh?” 

He smiled to Jayson's gasp. The couple looked even more confused. 

“We came for an official deal……not this.” Jayson stammered, frustrated. 

“Official deal?” Tristan picked up. They nodded nervously. “Show us the complete documents, business strategy you'd employ to ensure this case of bankruptcy doesn't occur again.” 

Their blood froze under their muscles. Seeing their vulnerable moment, Tristan turned monsterly. “You guys flew here to scam us thinking we're fools? That we wouldn't know?” 

The air in the garden changed. A dreaded aura settled over.  Jayson and Freya knew at once they had gotten into trouble. They pulled out their phone to make a call suspiciously but Tristan who had already got everything ironed out snapped his fingers and right away, three hefty guards walked in.  

“Seize the phone from them.” He gave the order and they didn't waste any time. 

“Step out and make sure to shut all the doors, let's see how they will escape.”

“Yes sir,” the guards replied. 

Freya peed in her panties. Noticing, she jumped up right away, staring at the spot. Her back was turned. Tristan saw it. Both the wet spot on the couch and on her dress. 

“What's that?” He barked, eyes darkening. Freya had goosebumps. She trembled with an apology, Jayson too. 

He struck his fist out angrily. “First you came here to scam me, now you released your stinking pee on my couch. You know how much that furniture is?” 

It was indeed the most embarrassing thing to be disgraced by a teen whom they were older than with many years. But at the same time, they couldn't protest, they had committed wrong. The sole option was to beg, get his forgiveness and escape. That's what both of them thought but this wasn't gonna be easy.

Jayson was already on one knee but Tristan ignored him, calling on Freya. “Come here!” An order laced with sinister motives. 

Her knees shook as she strode towards him. Jayson quivered more than her. Tristan gave out a loud, sinister laughter. 

“I can't do anything to you without your acceptance.” He turned to Jayson. “Now I'm giving you two choices, I call the cops and sue you both to court to pay for attempted scamming and emotional distress or…….” 

“Orrr…..” The entrapped couple stammered. 

“.....you do whatever I ask you two and…….possibly get the financial aid you want.” He said matter-of-factly. 

It was two tempting for two hopeless, desperate people. Shame mixed with eagerness. Tristan relaxed while they made their decision. 

After what felt like eternity, they chorused. “You can do whatever you wish to do with us.”

“Really?” Tristan feigned shock. 

“Yes……yessss….. please…..” Freya moaned, hiding her face on her palms. 

He grabbed her ass, dragging her over to him, she almost tripped and fell but he grabbed her groin. 

“Shittt!” He heard Jayson bashed his forehead. Tristan smiled. 

“Bend over!” He ordered Freya who bent at the order of his deep, dreaded voice. 

Tristan brushed from down, pulling her gown up, exposing her naked round ass and pussy. 

A chilly, pulsing sensation cascaded over her. Jayson, an angry one. He was boldly fisting his palm now. 

Tristan dug his finger inside her, lifting his eyes to her fiance. Seeing the tight face, he grinned. 

His system said ‘each orgasm, Taboo Points allocated.’ He'd always wanted to know how much Taboo points are worth and this was going to be his first one. 

Surprisingly Freya felt no tingling sensation, she had conditioned her mind not to feel anything from any man other than Jayson, the one she really loved. This happening before him was almost killing her. Tears formed as Tristan continued working his fingers on her. 

Tristan needed her to orgasm. She was stiff but that wasn't gonna discourage him. He went harder. 

He smirked, mocking within him. “Let's see how long she can hold it.” 

“Seems fingering doesn't works,” Tristan who felt no wake-up ping in his system decided on something else. “Let's try something else.” 

Pressing his hand over her boobs, he raised her up, stocking her in between his legs, then he sat up to pull down his trousers, on his cock which was already standing. By force, she had to attain her first orgasm. 

Tristan placed her wet clit over his cock. Merely sitting halfway on it, she let out a chill, lyrical moan. 

“What?” Tristan spanked her ass. “No sound. You're not permitted to enjoy this. It's a punishment.” 

“Who wants to enjoy your cock?” She smirked. “You thought I'd do this if I had more choices?” Freya wailed. 

“Continue, I love to see your tears.” Jayson, who had always acted strong and manly couldn't hold his. Tristan lifting up his eyes to see it, nodded. 

“And yours too,” he said, chuckling. 

Freya tried denying the longest she could but eventually her body began to fail her. Slowly, the sensations were sipping in. Her cock pulsed harder with Tristan’s massive cock pulling up its balls at her entrance. 

The thought of a young boy as he viewed Tristan touching an older woman like her got her into a forced horny mode. Though in her twenties, she was still older than him. 

Their eyes met and she frowned, dropping her face low. Tristan revealed a cheeky smile.

Smooch!

Tristan grabbed her downside.