Lust Meter System: Conquering Beauties-Chapter 139: Why Is Your Mom Here?

Elsa’s eyes went wide. "Mom?"

The woman in the doorway smiled warmly, her eyes closing for just a moment. When she opened them again, she waved one hand dismissively.

"Don’t let me interrupt," she said smoothly. "You two can continue."

Elsa immediately stepped back from Liam, her face going bright red. She smoothed down the front of her skirt quickly, her hands moving to straighten her hair.

"No, Mom—" Her voice cracked slightly. "We weren’t— I mean—"

Liam stayed completely still. He didn’t say anything. Just slipped his hands into his pockets and looked at Diana calmly, his expression neutral.

Diana smiled gently, the kind of smile that said she knew exactly what she’d walked in on and found it amusing. "Elsa, sweetheart. It’s alright. Really."

She stepped further into the office, the door closing softly behind her.

Diana was wearing a short dress that hit just above her knees.

The fabric was a soft cream color with a faint sheen to it, something expensive that draped elegantly over her figure.

It was sleeveless, with a modest neckline that didn’t show much but somehow still drew attention.

The fit was tailored, hugging her waist before flaring slightly at the hips. Simple gold earrings. A thin bracelet on her left wrist.

Her silver-white hair, the same color as Elsa’s, fell in loose waves past her shoulders.

She looked calm. Settled. The kind of woman who moved through the world with quiet confidence.

Liam leaned slightly toward Elsa, his voice low enough that he hoped Diana wouldn’t hear. "Why is your mom here?"

Elsa glanced at him, still flustered. "She just wanted to thank you. For everything."

"What do you mean?"

Before Elsa could answer, Diana’s voice cut in smoothly.

"I just wanted to say thank you," Diana said, looking directly at Liam now. Her smile was warm, genuine. "And I was hoping I could take you for coffee. Or breakfast. As a thank you."

’I’ve already eaten, so I could just say no — but she came all the way here, and turning her down right in front of Elsa would be a bad look. Besides, she looks really good.’

Liam looked at her for a moment, then nodded slowly. "Alright."

Diana’s smile widened slightly. "Wonderful."

She turned to her daughter and walked over, leaning down to kiss Elsa gently on the forehead. "I love you, sweetheart."

Elsa’s expression softened immediately. "I love you too, Mom."

Diana straightened and gestured toward the door. "Shall we?"

Liam followed her outside.

The car was parked directly in front of the office. It was a Mercedes-Benz, sleek and black with a polished finish that caught the afternoon light.

The body was smooth, aerodynamic, with the signature chrome grille and the three-pointed star emblem gleaming at the front.

The windows were tinted dark. The wheels were large, fitted with low-profile tires that gave it a grounded, powerful stance.

Diana unlocked it with a soft beep. Liam walked to the passenger side and opened the door, sliding into the seat.

The interior was pristine. Cream leather seats, soft and smooth under his hands. A digital dashboard that lit up when Diana started the engine. The faint smell of leather and something clean, maybe cedar. Everything was immaculate.

Diana climbed into the driver’s seat and closed her door. She adjusted the rearview mirror, then looked over at him.

"So," she said, her hands resting lightly on the steering wheel. "Where’s the best place around here to get something nice?"

Time stopped.

Diana froze mid-sentence, her lips still parted. The hum of the car’s engine cut off. The world outside the windows went completely still.

The system appeared.

*[Option 1: "I know saying thank you isn’t why you’re here." | +20 Lust Points]*

*[Option 2: "Check for a nice restaurant on your phone." | +3 Lust Points]*

Liam didn’t hesitate.

"I know saying thank you isn’t why you’re here," he said.

Time resumed.

Diana blinked. Her smile didn’t fade, but something shifted in her expression. A flicker of surprise, maybe. Or amusement.

"Oh?" she said softly.

Liam didn’t answer with words. Instead, he reached over and placed his hand on her thigh.

Her breath caught.

He moved his hand slowly, deliberately, his palm sliding up the smooth fabric of her dress. His fingers spread slightly, feeling the warmth of her skin through the thin material.

Diana didn’t pull away. Didn’t stop him. She just sat there, her hands still on the steering wheel, her chest rising and falling a little faster now.

Then she smiled. Wide and genuine.

"I was scared for a moment that coming here was a bad choice," Diana said, still maintaining that expression.

"Why’s that?" Liam asked, pausing and raising an eyebrow.

"I thought you wouldn’t have that bravado you showed at our place anymore," she said, her voice calm despite the flush creeping into her cheeks. "I would’ve been disappointed."

Liam’s lips curved slightly. "It was brave of you to come here and test me like that."

"I didn’t want to." Her smile turned slightly playful. "But the space between my legs was the only thing speaking to me. I had to listen." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Liam’s hand moved higher. His fingers reached the hem of her dress and slipped underneath, finding the edge of her panties.

"That’s not going to stop you from getting punished," he said.

He pushed the fabric aside and slid one finger inside.

Diana gasped, her hands tightening on the steering wheel. Her thighs tensed, then relaxed slightly, parting just enough to give him more room.

Liam moved slowly. One finger, then two, sliding in and out at a steady pace. Her body responded immediately, her hips shifting slightly forward, her breathing turning shallow.

"Liam," she breathed.

He didn’t stop. Just kept the same rhythm, his thumb brushing lightly against her clit with each movement.

Her head tilted back slightly, her eyes closing. A quiet sound escaped her, soft and breathy.

After a moment, she opened her eyes and looked at him. Her face was flushed now, her lips parted.

"I can take you somewhere," she said, her voice unsteady. "Somewhere I can get a proper punishment."

Liam smiled. "Lead the way."

She nodded and started the car.

---

The hotel was twenty minutes away.

Diana drove in silence, her hands steady on the wheel despite the flush still visible on her face. Liam sat beside her, his hand resting on her thigh the entire drive, his fingers tracing lazy circles against her skin.

When they pulled into the parking lot, Diana chose a spot near the back, away from the main entrance. She turned off the engine and sat there for a moment, her hands still on the wheel.

Then she turned to look at him.

"We’re here," she said quietly.

Liam’s hand slid higher again, his fingers finding the damp fabric of her panties. He pressed down gently, and Diana’s breath hitched.

"I noticed," he said.

He moved his hand, his fingers slipping inside her again. This time he didn’t go slow. He moved deliberately, curling his fingers, finding the spot that made her body react.

Diana’s hands left the steering wheel and gripped the edge of her seat. Her thighs trembled, her breathing turning ragged.

"Liam," she gasped. "I’m—"

She came.

Her whole body tensed, her back arching slightly, a choked sound escaping her as she clenched around his fingers. She stayed like that for a long moment, shaking, her breathing uneven.

When it finally passed, she slumped back against the seat, her chest heaving.

Liam pulled his hand away slowly and looked at her.

"That was fast," Liam said, his tone teasing.

She let out a breathless laugh, her head still resting against the seat. "It’s your fault. Ever since that night, I’ve been lonely. Your touch is just... the best thing I’ve felt in a long time."

Liam smiled. "Then you’re in luck. You’re going to have a nice time with me."

She turned her head to look at him, her eyes still glassy but her smile genuine. She nodded.

"We should go inside," he said. "You’re going to do that again."

Diana looked at him, her face still flushed, her eyes soft. Then she smiled.

"Yes," she said quietly. "I am."

---

They walked toward the entrance together.

The building was tall, maybe fifteen or sixteen stories, a sleek tower of dark glass and polished stone that caught the afternoon light cleanly.

A sign near the road read The Meridian in understated silver letters.

The parking lot was well-maintained, only a handful of cars scattered across smooth, freshly sealed asphalt — the kind of lot where valets usually stood.

Diana had pulled past the valet lane and parked herself, choosing a spot near the side entrance. Less attention that way.

The entrance was sheltered by a wide canopy of brushed steel and frosted glass. Heavy doors that opened automatically, smooth and silent. Inside, the lobby was quiet and tasteful. Pale marble floors.

Warm lighting from recessed fixtures overhead. A long front desk of dark wood directly ahead, staffed by a woman in her mid-fifties, composed and professional behind her glasses.

Liam glanced at her [38/100] floated above her head.

To the left, a man in a gray uniform was mopping near the hallway entrance — younger, maybe mid-twenties, headphones in, moving the mop in slow, methodical strokes.

Liam and Diana approached the desk.

The woman looked up from her computer. "Hello ma"

"We need a room," Liam said.

"Early check-in?" the woman asked, glancing between them briefly.

"If you have something available," Liam said.

She nodded and started typing.

Time stopped.

The woman froze mid-keystroke. The faint hum of the air conditioning cut off. Diana went still beside him.

The system appeared.

*[Option 1: "Can you please hurry up?" | +6 Lust Points]*

*[Option 2: Grab a chunk of her ass. | +10 Lust Points]*

Liam didn’t hesitate.

He reached over and grabbed a handful of Diana’s ass, his fingers sinking into the soft curve through the fabric of her dress.

Time resumed.

Diana gasped, her whole body jolting slightly. Her hand shot out to grip the edge of the desk to steady herself.

The receptionist looked up immediately. "You alright?"

Diana’s face went red. "Yes. I’m fine. Just... really want you to hurry, please."

The receptionist raised an eyebrow but went back to typing.

Diana shifted her weight, her thighs pressing together. She leaned closer to Liam, her voice dropping to a whisper. "You can’t wait for us to get to the room."

Liam squeezed again, his hand still firmly on her ass. "Yes. Because I really want to punish you."

Diana’s breath hitched, her face going even redder. She didn’t say anything. Just bit her lip and looked down.

Liam glanced to the left.

The janitor had slowed without realizing it, his mop moving in halfhearted circles.

Then it stopped altogether. He was standing there, headphones still in but clearly not listening to anything anymore.

His eyes were locked on them. And lower, clearly visible through his uniform pants, was the outline of an erection.

Liam leaned closer to Diana. "You’re making the janitor hard."

Diana followed his gaze, saw the janitor, and her face went from red to practically glowing. She covered her mouth with one hand, her eyes wide, but she was smiling behind it.

"Room 1204," the receptionist said, sliding a key card across the desk. "Twelfth floor. Elevator’s to the right."

Liam picked up the key card and nodded. "Thanks."

He turned. The elevator was to the right, but the hallway where the janitor stood curved around to meet it — the man was still in full view.

Diana was already walking toward the elevator, her hips swaying slightly, her hand still covering her mouth.

Liam followed, his key card already in his hand.