My interracial harem of beautiful queens-Chapter 180 Playing with the Mother-in-law [extra]

Extra Chapter. Playing with the Mother-in-law, Part 1.

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On one sunny day, as Adam begrudgingly picked up yet another document in need of review, his mother-in-law burst into his office unexpectedly.

Sierra Silvana – a recognizable figure in exclusive circles. She was the Queen of Nymphs and one of the most powerful beings in this world. She belonged to an enigmatic group known as the Pillars of the World or something else, but unquestionably, she stood out for her childlike behavior and carefree nature. Compared to other queens Adam had ever encountered, she...

Was incredibly whimsical. It seemed that her attention could be easily diverted by anything intriguing. She also occasionally flirted with him, though she did it in such a peculiar manner that it resembled more of a joke than flirting. Despite her carefree behavior, she could be serious at times. The keyword here is "sometimes."

Raising her right hand, she waved to Adam, who looked at her with a tired expression. Her face radiated when she brought two dice with a mischievous smile. Her eyes turned into crescents as she smiled broadly, and her attire, as usual, was unconventional.

lightsΝοvεl ?οm "Hello! I got bored, and I thought, why not bother... I mean, chat with my son-in-law!" she said in a light tone without a hint of embarrassment and plopped down in the chair in front of him, which was a typical office chair.

But for some reason, he liked it, and every time they met, Sierra happily jumped on the chair and spun around as if she were a child. Although it was very cute when she did it for the first time, after the twentieth time, Adam couldn't help but react without tears.

"Please, mother-in-law, I'm working..." Adam said with a sigh, helplessly setting the documents aside.

"Oh, come on, you~! Listen, my boy, as long as you're alive, you should have fun! Why all this stressful work, huh?" she said with a grin, spinning in her chair. "Wheee! It never gets old."

"You know, advice should be given with a serious face. And you, as I see it, are having a blast," Adam remarked, shrugging and loosening his tie, feeling a sense of fatigue. There were too many business meetings today that demanded his attention, and he incredibly wanted to teach those four merchants everything so they could do the work for him. Oh, wait, that's already in progress...

"..."

Anyway, out of the corner of his eye, Adam glanced at his mother-in-law and sighed, noticing her posture. Sitting on her haunches, she spun in the office chair with a carefree smile. The issue was that due to her position, Adam had a full view of her panties. As always, she wore the shortest skirt, and her sudden stay at his house had only made it shorter. Soon, the skirt had become so short that it had turned into a mini-skirt.

Her schoolgirl uniform and her twintails evoked strange thoughts, and her overall behavior gave no hint that this woman was as old as the world. Certainly, her lovely face had an impact, but her two ample assets, which involuntarily captured your attention, clearly showed she wasn't a high school student.

Such visits continued for several weeks until Adam decided to set aside some time for her. Now, they sat in a private room in a cat cafe. Adam smiled as he watched Sierra being surrounded by five cats, all vying for her affection.

"Wow... I didn't know this was possible! I wonder who the genius was that came up with this?" she asked, stroking a British Shorthair cat with a bright smile.

"Who knows, but the concept is interesting," Adam replied.

"Gee, are you even popular with cats?!"

Adam gave a wry smile and petted several cats at once. There were probably around twenty of them gathered around him, all females demanding his attention. There were cats of various breeds. Adam removed a Snowshoe cat from his face and sighed.

"For some reason, they've grown quite fond of me. It's touching," Adam said, smiling gently. "It's like a paradise. I enjoy relaxing in the company of cats, although my raven, Rav, isn't bad either."

"Come on. Why do only seemingly silly cats come to me? It's strange," Sierra pondered out loud.

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Returning to the mansion, Sierra suddenly dragged him into her room and placed two dice in front of him. He looked puzzled because he didn't quite understand why she had initiated this, but then...

"In short, let's repeat what we did yesterday!" Sierra said with a smile, her eyes bright.

"Hmm? Oh, you mean the strip game?" Adam recalled and raised an eyebrow in puzzlement but didn't refuse. "Alright. So, who's going first?"

"Let's decide with Rock-Paper Scissors!"

Nodding, Adam counted to three, and they both simultaneously said, "Rock." They repeated it, and this time Sierra chose scissors, while Adam chose rock. He grinned triumphantly.

"Great. Just to confirm, the rules are the same as yesterday, right?" he asked, holding a die in his hand.

"That's right! The one who rolls the smallest number loses!" Sierra confirmed.

Adam nodded and tossed the die into the air. After a few spins in the air, it landed in Adam's open palm. Looking at the number that came up, he announced the result, "Five."

Sierra frowned and rolled the die because it was her turn. After a few seconds...

"Oh, six! Haha! This is my victory!" she proudly exclaimed with obvious satisfaction on her face.

"You're celebrating too soon. It's just the first round," Adam replied, wrinkling his nose.

He reached for his tie and began to slowly and seductively undo it, knowing that Sierra enjoyed it as indicated by her sparkling eyes.

With a sigh, Adam placed his tie on the table, and they once again started to decide who would roll the die first. This time, Sierra won.

"I hope it's something normal this time," she said, squinting her eyes and tossing the die upwards. "At least a six, please, at least a six!"

Adam watched the die, and when it landed in Sierra's palm, he saw the number "one." An almost mocking smile appeared on his face.

"Well, dear mother-in-law, I believe it's your turn now," he said, not trying to hide his joy. He leaned back in the chair, crossing his arms over his chest. "Please, begin when you're ready."

"Grr..."

Despite Sierra growling somewhat "threateningly," she still untied her ribbon and placed it on the table with a bang. She looked determined.

"Alright, damn it. Next time, victory will be mine!" she said through gritted teeth.

"Yeah, yeah, of course," Adam rolled his eyes at her behavior. It seemed Sierra was one of those people who couldn't stand losing. So he could only shrug and taunt her in good humor.

"Rock," Adam said.

"Paper! Haha!"

Sierra won again and grabbed the die with determination. She tossed it into the air and watched as it slowly descended into her open palm.

Thud! She closed her hand, gripping the die, and then opened it to reveal the number "four."

"Well, it could have been worse. Anyway, it's your turn now," she told Adam, handing over the die.

"Yeah... hey, could you not grip the die so tightly next time? It has some tiny cracks now," Adam complained, noticing the cracks on the die's surface.

"Oh, oops... sorry, I got carried away."

He shook his head, indicating that it was fine, and tossed the die into the air again. When it landed in his palm, he saw the number "three."

"Darn it."

"Another victory for the great Sierra! Piece of cake!" she laughed cheerfully, giggling.

Adam looked at her smile and couldn't help but smile as well. His mother-in-law was unusual, but she had endearing qualities that he liked.

However, they hadn't forgotten about the game. Adam took off his jacket, leaving him in just a shirt, pants, shoes, and boxers.

Sierra was still wearing her jacket, shirt, skirt, panties, and stockings. There was plenty of room to have fun.

After another round of rock-paper-scissors, this time Adam won. Tossing the die into the air, he skillfully caught it and saw the number "six."

"Well, this is my victory. My favorite mother-in-law, it's your turn to take something off," Adam said, smirking.

"Darn it!"

She clenched her teeth and removed her jacket. Adam only now noticed how heated the atmosphere had become. Her two ample assets were now fully exposed, and he had to muster all his willpower not to appear impolite.

They started a new round. This time, Adam won again, and he watched with curiosity as his mother-in-law slowly removed one of her stockings. She did it surprisingly slowly. When she had completely taken off the stocking from her right leg, her slender foot was revealed.

"Darn, it feels uncomfortable without my stocking!" she complained.

"If I'm not mistaken, you don't even take them off when you sleep. Is there a special reason?" Adam asked while tossing the die into the air. "Three."

"No special reason? No, there are no reasons. I just like them!" Sierra replied, tilting her head to the side and tossing the die into the air. "It makes me feel sexy. Oh, five. Undress!"

"Sometimes I can't understand your logic," Adam said, smiling, and removed his right shoe. Although, if he took off his shirt, the atmosphere would heat up too quickly, and it wouldn't be as interesting.

Sierra watched his every move attentively, and an amused smile mixed with a hint of madness appeared on her face. Such a smile was usually seen on Veronica's face, but the moment Adam raised his head...

"What's the matter?" she asked, tilting her head to the side with an adorable smile.

"Oh, nothing..."

However, Adam could swear that for a split second, it felt like a hungry tigress was staring at him.

To be continued...