Chapter 670: Island Full Of Mature Women

Tiffany turned her head toward her daughter but didn’t answer right away. Brittany didn’t wait for a reply. She left their apartment door open and walked out to stand beside her mother, her eyes already moving over the small group gathered in the hallway.

Great. Now there was a young, jealous girl added on top of Aria. The morning had started so well.

Brittany’s gaze settled on me and a soft smile curved her lips.

"Hey, Alex," she said, her tone warm and familiar.

"Hey," I replied, giving her the same smile back without thinking. Aria noticed it immediately, the easy way we greeted each other, the comfort that already existed between us.

Brittany then turned her attention to the girl standing close to my side.

"And you are?" she asked Aria directly.

Aria’s posture stiffened just a little. There was a clear edge of possessiveness in her voice when she answered.

"I’m Alex’s girlfriend. Aria," she said, the words carrying a faint trace of anger, as if she already sensed she was being challenged.

Brittany’s eyebrows lifted slightly.

"Really?" she asked.

The single word hung in the air. What Brittany and I had already done together went far beyond what a normal boyfriend and girlfriend usually shared, and the way she said "really" made that history feel suddenly very present.

Aria caught the implication at once.

"What do you mean, ’really’?" she asked, her tone sharpening.

The hallway was getting more crowded and more complicated by the second. I could feel the tension rising between the women, and I had only just woken up. The last thing I needed right now was a full confrontation before I even had coffee.

"Hey, Aria... let’s go talk inside," I said, trying to steer her away from the growing group. I didn’t want to strengthen the careful synergy I had been building with the women in my harem just yet, especially this early in the morning.

Tiffany, however, wasn’t ready to let the moment end.

"Alex, I made breakfast for you. Why don’t you come?" she said, her voice soft and inviting. Then she added, "Bring your girlfriend too."

As she spoke, Tiffany placed a hand on her belly and slowly caressed the soft curve there. The gesture was deliberate. She was showing me exactly how she was already playing the role of a caring mother for the child growing inside her.

Brittany’s eyes lit up at the invitation.

"Yeah, Alex, it will be fun. I want to show you something too," she said, her smile turning a little more pointed.

The words made Aria’s face tighten instantly. Whatever fragile control she had been trying to maintain over the situation was slipping further with every new comment.

She stood there between me and the two women from next door, her body still close to mine, but the tension in her shoulders made it clear she was no longer comfortable.

"Yeah, let’s go, Aria. Tiffany makes really good breakfast," I said, placing my hand gently on her arm. "Please."

The soft touch and the quiet plea seemed to ease some of the tension in her body. Aria’s shoulders loosened just a little, and after a short pause she gave a small nod.

"Okay," she said.

Tiffany turned toward Sandra, who was still lingering nearby in the hallway.

"Aunt Sandra, you can join us too," she offered warmly.

Sandra shook her head with a polite smile.

"No, no, Tiffany. I was just going to get something from the store," she replied. Then she walked past us toward the elevator, her tight white trousers hugging the thick curve of her ass with every step until she disappeared around the corner.

I closed my apartment door behind me. Tiffany, Aria, Brittany, and I then walked the short distance to their place. Once everyone was inside, Tiffany shut the door.

We moved toward the dining table near the kitchen. David was already sitting there, a newspaper open in front of him. He looked up as we entered, and a cheerful smile spread across his face.

"Well, well... if it isn’t our friendly neighbor Alex," David said, greeting me with easy warmth. The man was still completely delusional, smiling and relaxed, with no idea that the child growing inside his wife wasn’t his.

"Hey, David," I replied as Aria and I took seats at the table. Brittany settled on my left side while Aria sat on my right. The arrangement put me right between the two younger women, with Tiffany moving around the kitchen area nearby.

David’s eyes shifted to Aria. He studied her for a moment with mild curiosity.

"And who is this beauty?" he asked. "Another cousin, perhaps?"

The question hung in the air for a second. I could already feel Aria’s posture stiffen slightly beside me.

"No, no. She’s my girlfriend," I said simply.

David’s face fell open at my words. The cheerful expression he had been wearing faltered, replaced by clear surprise.

I had told him before that Autumn and I were dating. Hearing me introduce another girl as my girlfriend, right here at his dining table, clearly caught him off guard.

Before David could question me further, Aria spoke up, looking straight at me.

"Alex, I heard you have to go to the remote island tomorrow," she said.

"Yes, Aria," I replied, deliberately letting a touch of sadness color my voice.

Tiffany paused what she was doing in the kitchen. The idea of me leaving clearly didn’t sit well with her.

"Where is Alex going? On a trip from college?" she asked.

"No, no. There’s a remote island to the south. My principal is sending me there for some volunteer work. He said the island has a very small young population, almost everyone living there is old," I explained.

Even as I said it, my mind was already drifting ahead. An island full of older women... MILFs and GILFs with soft, mature bodies and very few younger men around. The thought alone made the upcoming trip sound far more interesting than any ordinary volunteer assignment.

David nodded from across the table, still holding his newspaper.

"Yeah, I’ve heard about that island. They have a really low fertility rate. I read about them in the newspaper," he said.

Brittany, sitting on my left, turned toward me with a small frown.

"Alex, do you really have to go?" she asked. As she spoke, she casually rested her hand on my thigh, right there in front of everyone.

The sudden touch made both Aria and David tense. Aria’s eyes flicked down to Brittany’s hand on my leg, while David’s cheerful expression stiffened slightly at the overly familiar gesture from his own daughter.

The atmosphere at the table shifted in an instant.