Dylan becomes "handy"

Judy cooked fried chicken with spaghetti. While your 8 year old daughter, Chloe, talks about her day at school, you feel Dylan's hands on your thigh.

And everytime it reaches to your crotch, you remove it and give him a **** stare.

"Is something wrong? Is the food bad?" Your wife asks as she look at you and Dylan.

You clear your throat. "No, the food was great. The best." You compliment her as you take her hand and kiss it.

Dylan, on the other hand, gags at your gesture thought you don't know but your wife does. "Stop that Dylan. You wouldn't know anything about love."

He scoffs at her remark. "And you do? Please. I don't need your opinion about my love life."

"I'm just concerned for you as your sister. You have been with different relationsh-"

"Can't we just eat in silence? I would love that." He sarcastically tells her.

She takes a deep breath and smiles. "I'm fine with that." She look at your daughter, trying to uplift the mood.

Suddenly, you feel Dylan's arm unzipping your pants. You grab his arms, trying to stop him but he doesn't budge. He takes your cock out and jerks it off. You inhale.

Fuck. You want to stop him for continuing this but somehow, you can't. You look at him but he is eating a spaghetti. Bastard! You say in your mind

"Daddy, are you okay? You don't look good." Your daughter snaps you back at the reality. You come up with an excuse.

"No, I'm good. I'm good. Just thinking about work. You know, stuff on what to... contribute." You look at your wife who is concerned and you try to reassure her. But your focus is on his hands, playing with your cock. You try your best not to let them know.

"Are you sure that you are fine? Because I can give you-" You stop her.

"I'm fine. I'm good." You smile at her. "Now, how was, uhh, your day, hun?" You ask, trying to get interested.

But the moment she tells you about her day, you don't listen. You focus on the sensation on his hand. You try your best to keep up with the facade that you are interested with discussion.

"... found out that her sister is pregnant with her ex. I mean, can you imagine?" You shake your head. As he continues to play with your cock, you suddenly feel like your about to cum. You grab his arm, hoping he would know.

Your wife prattles on but you are about to lose it. And lose you did.

You close your eyes as you cum and let go a deep breath. But he's still gripping on your dick.

"Are you really okay, Dave? I don't think yo-" You snap your eyes open and stops her. "Like I said, I'm fine. I was just... loving your food. I mean, delicious."

You hear him chuckle but you kick him.

"So what's for dessert?"