Conquering System: Harem With Infinite Rebirths

Harry didn’t get to have his way with his mother-in-law Hazel during that perfect opportunity earlier. Now, he was worried that after Hazel calmed down, she might not continue the affair with him...

If Hazel regained her composure now, wouldn’t the chance slip through his fingers again?

On the other end of the phone, Hazel, who had just washed up and changed into her pajamas, was tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

When Hazel thought about the crazy things she and her son-in-law had just done, her chest tightened with nervousness, and she was filled with fear.

Seeing the phone screen light up, Hazel picked it up nervously and took a look.

Seeing that the message was from her son-in-law Harry, Hazel immediately took a deep breath, her face flushing, and her delicate hand holding the phone trembling unconsciously.

Looking at the screen of the phone, Hazel frowned in confusion, gently stroked her chest, and after hesitating for a moment, finally opened the message.

Reading the message sent by her son-in-law Harry, Hazel pursed her red lips tightly, her restless body trembling uncontrollably.

Finally, Hazel chose to reply, though shamefully.

Her desire for her son-in-law made it impossible for her to resist the temptation.

Even though she knew there was a cliff ahead that she couldn’t escape, Hazel couldn’t control her restlessness and couldn’t help but take that sinful step...

Hazel: I just took a shower and am ready to go to bed...

Harry looked at Hazel’s reply and immediately responded excitedly,

Harry: Mom, Clara should be asleep by now, right?

Harry’s mind was now filled with thoughts of sneaking into his parents-in-law’s room, but he didn’t know how to broach the topic with his mother-in-law.

He could only test the waters first and see how Hazel would respond.

Hazel: It’s time to sleep… Wanda should be asleep too…

Seeing his mother-in-law’s reply, Harry trembled with excitement, knowing that he still had a chance!

Harry: Mom... I can’t sleep, I feel so bad... I want to come and talk to you...

After sending the message, Harry stared at the screen nervously, waiting for Hazel to agree so he could immediately go downstairs and have a secret affair with his mother-in-law.

After waiting for a while, Hazel still hadn’t replied, which made Harry nervous again. His heart was pounding, and those few minutes felt like hours.

Finally, Hazel replied.

Hazel: I can’t sleep either… but… it’s so late… let’s… let’s talk about it tomorrow…

She had actually refused...

Harry let out a sigh of disappointment, but looking at the message, it didn’t seem like Hazel was entirely firm.

Harry: Mom, I really have something to tell you. I’m coming down now. Don’t lock the door. I’ll come to find you secretly. Don’t let Clara hear me!

Harry was bold enough to send the message directly to Hazel, even including a subtle threat in his words.

He implied that if Hazel didn’t comply, it would only alert Clara.

After all, the two of them had already crossed that line, and Harry didn’t believe his mother-in-law could still refuse him!

Men, sometimes, need to be a little stronger and more domineering! Only then can they conquer women!

Hazel: No! Don’t do that! Harry! Don’t do that! It’s too dangerous! I can’t stand it! I’m so scared! I was really scared just now! Please don’t do that, okay?

This time, Hazel replied immediately. It was clear she was very nervous and scared.

Hazel: Harry, calm down... What happened just now was just a momentary impulse. I regret it very much now. We can’t go on like this. It would be too unfair to Wanda and your dad... Now, let’s just pretend that nothing happened between us before, okay?

Hazel sent WhatsApp messages one after another.

Harry glanced at them, gritted his teeth, turned off his phone screen, and walked out of the locker room. After confirming that Wanda was asleep, he held his breath, stealthily opened the door, and sneaked downstairs.

The moonlight was beautiful tonight. After adapting to the darkness for a while, Harry was soon able to navigate the stairs in the dark.

As he walked down the stairs step by step, Harry grew more nervous and excited.

In the quiet night, he could even hear his own rapid heartbeat.

Finally, he groped his way to the second floor in the dark. Harry touched the door handle with trembling hands, slowly and carefully pressing it.

He held his breath and very gently pushed the door of the corridor open just enough for one person to slip through. Then, he very gently closed the door behind him.

This action took Harry five or six minutes.

He was so nervous that he was sweating profusely, his heart racing.

Harry glanced at his sister-in-law Clara’s bedroom door. It was pitch black between the cracks, indicating Clara was likely asleep.

After eavesdropping at Clara’s door for a while and confirming there was no movement inside, Harry stealthily walked to the door of his mother-in-law’s bedroom. He reached out and gently pressed the bedroom door handle. With a little force, a slight "click" sound came from the door.

The door opened.

Harry was stunned. He had thought his mother-in-law would lock the door when she went to bed at night, but he did not expect the door to be wide open.

Harry pushed the door open gently, swallowed nervously, and tentatively walked into his parents-in-law’s bedroom with his head bowed and a guilty conscience.

The spacious bedroom was pitch black, and Harry could smell a faint scent of his mother-in-law’s body.

It was a subtle fragrance of orchids mixed with the body odor of a mature woman—a smell both unique and alluring.

Harry took a deep breath, suppressing the nervousness and restlessness in his heart, and listened attentively to the sounds in the bedroom.

"Huff~~~Huff~~~~Huff"

His mother-in-law’s heavy, rapid breathing—with slight panting—was extremely clear in the quiet, dark night.

Harry closed the door gently and locked it with a click.

Tentatively, he asked into the darkness, "Mom…are you…are you asleep?"

"No~~~No!~~Harry!~~~You~~~Why are you here!~~~~It’s so late~~~~I!~~~I’m going to sleep! Uh-huh!~~~ Huff Huff~~~~"

Hazel’s voice trembled and panted. Her rapid breathing and trembling made it difficult for her to speak.

In the darkness, Harry saw a graceful, voluptuous body sitting tensely on the bed, looking at him.

Through the faint moonlight streaming through the curtains, Harry could barely discern the outline of his mother-in-law Hazel’s delicate form.

Hazel shyly turned her body to the side, her big, beautiful breasts pressing against her silk nightgown as they trembled in the moonlight. Harry could see her protruding nipples.

The little lotus had just shown its pointed tip, and a dragonfly was landing on it!

"Mom~~~I can’t sleep!~~~I…I want to come see you!" Harry declared, and he bravely picked up his mobile phone and took a picture of Hazel.

Harry saw that his mother-in-law Hazel was wearing a black lace, translucent nightgown. Her long, black, curly hair was still wet with water stains.

The translucent black silk nightgown was propped up like two big tents by her plump, upright breasts. Her nipples were protruding, and he could vaguely see the pink and white breast flesh within.

The nightgown was not long—it just covered her thighs. Since Hazel was sitting at that moment, the nightgown was open, revealing two snow-white, plump legs. Her round thighs looked fleshy but not thick.

Between her legs, one could vaguely see that Hazel was wearing a pair of beige underwear.

What surprised Harry was that Hazel was actually wearing lipstick and a touch of light makeup on her face.

If his mother-in-law wasn’t looking forward to his coming, how could she have put on makeup before going to bed?

She had said no, and said it so righteously, yet in her heart she was extremely eager for Harry to steal her. Women really say one thing and mean another!

"I…I’m not sure what’s so good about me, an old woman!~~~~It’s so late!~~~Harry, can’t you come to see me tomorrow?"

Hazel said as she covered her chest with her hands. Her snow-white, plump breasts trembled violently. Her legs were shyly pressed together, and a faint blush immediately appeared on her snow-white face.

Her current appearance was truly like that of someone holding a lute and half covering her face—so shy and lovely.

It was the first time that Harry had seen his mother-in-law act in such a shy, girlish manner.

At that moment, Hazel did not appear as a mature woman but rather like a young girl just beginning to fall in love, an image that was intoxicating.

"Mom~~~You are not an old woman; you are more beautiful and charming than those young girls!"

Harry’s blood boiled with desire. In a hurry, he stepped forward and embraced his mother-in-law Hazel in his arms.

"Ah!~~~Harry!~~~No!~~~You…what are you going to do…No!"

Hazel struggled slightly in panic, yet her moan was as soft as a mosquito’s. Although she shouted no, her body betrayed her, and she collapsed directly into Harry’s arms.

"Huff~~~Huff~~~"

"Hmm~~~Hmm~~~Hmm~~~"

Time seemed to stand still. In the quiet air, only Harry’s heavy breathing and Hazel’s charming, rapid panting could be heard.

"Mom~~~It was too dangerous just now. Now, we can enjoy our time alone!~~~Wanda and the others are all asleep! Don’t worry—now no one can disturb us!" Harry set aside his fluorescent cell phone, held Hazel in his arms, and gazed down at her with tender affection.

"Hmm!~~~Harry!~~~This is crazy!~~~I’m so nervous!~~~I’m still so…scared…Will Wanda know about what we’re doing? What if Wanda and your dad find out?"

Hazel lowered her head in shame, biting her delicate red lips with her pearly teeth. The bright lipstick made her lips look even more alluring.

The trembling lips, emitting a crystalline luster and a charming bright red, made Harry salivate.