Harlan ain’t giving you shit, but Marlene wants to give you a whole lot.

“Uh, oh hey Mrs. Fairchild! Harlan- er, Mr. Fairchild that is, was just telling me how busy you two are. I’ll just get out of your hair and...”

“Harlan! You really must work on your manners! Why don’t you go back in the bedroom and wait for me? I’ll figure out this whole turkey business and then we can get right back to it,” Marlene insisted, shooing her husband toward what must have been the bedroom.

“Don’t keep me waiting too long sugar, I ain’t done with ya yet,” he said, and gave her ass a rough swat. Even with the protection of the robe he imagined Mrs. Fairchild would have a pretty good sized mark on her (disappointingly flat) ass after that one.

“Behave yourself in front of our guest, Harlan!” Harlan guffawed and disappeared into the house.

Leon was left alone in the doorway with Mrs. Fairchild. She stepped out on the front porch and closed the door. The sudden closeness of her gave him a strong whiff of the overpowering scent of a woman in heat.

“Now Leon, I don’t know what you came over here for, but something tells me it isn’t turkey,” she breathed in his ear.

“N-no you’re right Mrs. Fairchild. Mr. Fairchild is just so intimidating that it just-“

“Slipped out?” She started very slowly lifting the furry black robe up to reveal her legs.

“Exactly! Exactly that, yes! I clearly didn’t know what I was saying and-“

“Leon?”

“Yes Mrs. Fairchild?”

“Oooo I get a real kick out of being called that.” The robe was sliding over her thighs now.

“Anyhow... I have a little secret to tell you, Leon.”

Leon gulped. It was easy to act charming and natural with Jessie, but this was the big leagues and he was a rookie at his very first game.

“Oh really, Mrs. Fairchild?” He asked, hoping she didn’t notice his voice crack like he was still going through puberty.

Marlene leaned in so that her tantalizing lips grazed his virgin ear and whispered, “I’d love for you to come inside.”

Without Harlan to intimidate it, his cock grew to full mast. This woman’s a grade A slut! It seemed like she was moving too fast for even the System to keep up with.

He looked down casually to see how noticeable his erection was, and was met with the sight of a dark tuft of hair poking out from Marlene’s crotch. The robe had traveled high enough to show at least half of the erotic forest between her legs. Please spread your legs, please spread your legs, please please-

“Marlene get in here already! That kid can go find his turkey somewhere else!”

Dissatisfaction washed over him when she dropped the robe and it fell to cover every sacred inch of her.

“Sorry Leon, I’ve got to go. I hope we’ll get to see more of each other the next time you visit.”

Mental Tendril - Offer to let Leon touch your pussy.

Unlike with Jessie, he felt no trace of remorse at trying to speed up this MILF’s seduction of him.

Marlene smiled naughtily as the thought clearly wormed its way inside of her head, but she ignored it and shut the door on him.

Off she goes to be fucked senseless by that lucky piece of shit, he thought bitterly.

Waltzing into their backyard in the hopes of finding Lily wasn’t going to cut it, so he decided to wander around the small town of Navarre for awhile.