A Night of Reciprocation
Jenny mustered her courage and stepped inside the inn room, but the sight before her made her freeze in embarrassment. She quickly averted her gaze. 'H-he was in the middle of bathing...' Her face flushed crimson as she looked at Jenkinson, who wore nothing but a single towel wrapped around his waist. She had never imagined the priest would be bathing at this hour.
A quick, furtive glance at his body drew an involuntary sigh of admiration from her. His toned, firm muscles were a far cry from her ex-husband's protruding gut. There was simply no comparison.
"I-I'm sorry. I didn't realize you were bathing," she apologized.
Jenkinson waved it off. "It's quite all right, Sister Jenny. Though I must ask... what exactly are you wearing?"
His expression grew awkward as he took in her attire. Even a man of the cloth wasn't so naive as to miss the meaning of a woman arriving in the dead of night wearing a negligee that left her underwear clearly visible. He had once had a lover, after all, and plenty of experience. Suppressing the desire slowly rising within him was proving rather difficult, even for a steadfast and virtuous priest like himself.
She might not have taken the best care of herself, but she was still quite the beauty. 'They're enormous...' Most of all, the curves that had been hidden beneath her usual loose work clothes were now on full display, and Jenkinson was genuinely surprised by their size. He hadn't paid them much mind before, but seeing them like this... they were massive.
"W-well... I thought it might be a way to repay you, though I suppose that sounds rather shameless coming from me," she said, her face burning with shame as she bowed her head. The motion pressed her breasts together, and though it was rather irreverent, Jenkinson's eyes refused to leave those generous mounds.
"Y-you're a man too, Father, and I thought you might have built-up desires... so I..."
Watching her voice tremble, Jenkinson strode forward and closed the distance between them.
"...Are you truly all right with this, Sister Jenny?"
Whoa! She was startled by the strength with which he grabbed her arm and pulled her into his embrace. Were all men this strong? It surprised her, yet being held against his broad chest didn't feel unpleasant at all.
"If you provoke me like that, it's going to be very hard to hold back," he said honestly. He was reaching his limit.
Jenny looked flustered. "I-I wasn't exactly trying to provoke—"
Chuuup.
In that instant, Jenkinson cupped her face and kissed her fiercely, his tongue plunging inside. Startled at first, Jenny soon parted her lips and responded in kind.
Chulup. Chuuup.
Their tongues tangled roughly as Jenkinson's hand naturally moved to squeeze her voluptuous breast. His touch was far rougher than she'd expected, yet strangely, she didn't mind it at all. In fact... she found herself wishing he would touch her more, crave her more.
"Haa... haa..."
When the deep kiss finally broke, leaving a thin strand of saliva between them, Jenkinson scooped her up and laid her on the bed.
"...You can put it in whenever you like, Father."
Seeing her speak so shyly yet honestly, Jenkinson untied the towel around his waist.
'I-it's huge.'
Her eyes widened at the size, which dwarfed anything her husband had possessed. But more than the size itself...
'It's because he's looking at me that it's gotten this big.'
The fact that her body could elicit such a reaction filled her with joy. She rose up immediately and took the massive thing into her mouth.
Slurp.
Her tongue moved with practiced skill, stimulating him in a way that clearly showed the experience of a married woman. Jenkinson watched quietly as she serviced him, pondering for a moment.
Was this truly the right thing for a priest to do? His partner was now single, her husband having been excommunicated. And Goddess Yuno did not forbid relations between men and women. In other words...
'There's no problem, then.'
No issue at all. With that thought, Jenkinson looked down at her. As she worked diligently on his length, her lovely cleavage swayed enticingly. He couldn't deny how incredibly arousing the sight was. Her body, with its soft, alluring curves, held a magnetic charm that a young man would find nearly impossible to resist.
"U-um... would you like me to do it with these as well?"
Perhaps sensing his intense gaze, she shyly pressed her breasts together and made the offer. Jenkinson felt he might say something foolish if he opened his mouth, so he simply nodded. She promptly wrapped the object she'd been servicing with her tongue between her enormous breasts.
It was softer and more pleasurable than he could have imagined. She glanced up at his face, smiling faintly as she asked, "Do all men like breasts that much? Even a priest like you?"
"Before I am a servant of God, I am a man," he replied.
Jenkinson soon felt the urge to climax building. Sensing it, Jenny said, "You can finish just like this."
Spurt!
Jenkinson came immediately. Before it could splatter across her face, she quickly caught it in her mouth.
"Mmph."
Gulp!
The moment she swallowed, Jenkinson could hold back no longer. He pushed her down onto the bed.
"Ahhng!"
At his rough handling, she let out a moan that bordered on a scream, willingly submitting beneath him. Jenkinson pulled down her negligee and gently bit one of her full breasts. Her large, rosy nipples had already stiffened with arousal. Taking one into his mouth, he slid his fingers toward the secret place hidden beneath her bush.
"Haaah."
As her breathing grew ragged with excitement, Jenkinson plunged his fingers into her already flooded folds, stirring them vigorously. Each time her hips bucked, he kissed her tenderly. Their tongues intertwined once more as he naturally began rubbing his hardness against her most intimate spot. Every brush made her heart race. Just thinking about this handsome priest's enormous member entering her made her grow wet all over again.
In that moment, Jenkinson thrust his impressive shaft inside, conquering her fortress. The sanctuary that had known no man but her husband collapsed with surprising ease. He pinned her beneath him and began moving his hips slowly. Her negligee twisted around her waist with every thrust, but Jenkinson kept his rhythm steady.
Squelch. Squelch.
Her folds were soaked with her juices, drenching his length, but he paid it no mind. The way she clenched around him so tightly already brought him pleasure beyond imagination. Her body was feverishly hot, and her depths squeezed him with desperate hunger. Honestly, Jenkinson nearly came the instant he entered her—like some premature boy. That was how greedily, how enchantingly her insides gripped a man.
"It seems some punishment is in order," he murmured.
"?"
Deciding to discipline this impudent believer, Jenkinson claimed her lips while gradually increasing the speed of his thrusts.
"Hngh! Hah! Haah..."
Swallowing her moans, Jenkinson spent a long while savoring the thoroughly ripened body of this married woman. How long had they been entangled? As he gazed at her sweat-drenched form, the signs of his impending climax began to show. He asked carefully, "Inside? Or outside?"
Strictly speaking, the doctrine discouraged internal ejaculation, but Goddess Yuno also taught the importance of contraception. Creating life was sacred, and therefore it must be done with care—that was the goddess's will.
"...You can finish inside," she said after a brief hesitation, wrapping her legs around his waist. Without further delay, Jenkinson released everything deep within her. A child might result, but he didn't mind. In its own way, that too could be the goddess's will.
"...Haa. It feels like I was the one who received a gift in return," Jenny murmured, still lost in the afterglow, her body slick with sweat. The semen leaking from between her legs looked incredibly lewd to Jenkinson.
She seemed to think it was over, but unfortunately, he was far from satisfied. When she saw his manhood standing tall once more, her eyes widened.
"W-wait... why is it still... like that?"
Getting hard again? Jenny was flustered. In that moment, Jenkinson flipped her onto her stomach and thrust back inside.
"Haaahng!"
That night, Jenkinson thoroughly satisfied his desires with her. Truly... from his perspective, it was a most welcome form of reciprocation.
Cock-a-doodle-doo! Coo-coo-coo!
Waking to the sound of the inn's rooster, I took a quick shower and wrapped a towel around myself. Hmm. Maybe I went a bit too far last night? Seeing her still fast asleep, clothes disheveled and barely on, I scratched my head.
Last night, I had unleashed every bit of pent-up desire I'd been holding back. Toward the end, she'd been completely exhausted, and I'd used her almost like a toy to finish. It was only natural she still hadn't woken up.
[...Quite the show, Priest Jenkinson.]
At that moment, a pigeon that had somehow entered the room opened its smooth beak, and from it came a woman's voice that sounded distinctly displeased.
"Is this your way of observing since adultery is forbidden?" I asked casually while drinking some water, fully aware that my superior was giving me a pointed look. After all, I was unmarried. A light one-night stand with a consenting partner wasn't exactly something to be scolded for.
The pigeon fell silent at my response. Eventually, I asked first. There was only one reason this pigeon would appear, after all.
"Is this a mission?"
[Yes, a mission. Indeed it is. By the way, I heard there was a devil there?]
Had the church already received the report? I nodded at the thought.
"That's correct. So, what's the next mission?"
I treated the devil as nothing special, and she didn't seem to have high expectations either, moving on lightly.
[You'll have to travel quite far. It's in the Empire. Check the details with Gugu.]
I scratched my head again. The Empire... the Empire, huh.
"If I leave now, I should be able to catch the train to the Empire. Very well. I'll depart immediately."
After reading the orders from the tube attached to Gugu, I dressed calmly while glancing down at Jenny, who was still sound asleep.
"May the blessings of Goddess Yuno be with you."
Once I'd finished preparing to leave, I drew a holy sign over her and left the remaining payment on the table. If fate allowed, we might meet again someday. With that thought, I stepped out of the inn.
My next destination was the Empire. Once again, I would be investigating someone suspected of infidelity.
When Jenny opened her eyes, she felt the emptiness beside her and looked around. 'He's already gone...'
She covered her naked body with the blanket and noticed the money on the table. The leftover payment proved that he had left.
'I should... get back to work too.'
After washing up quickly, she returned to her room, got dressed, and began cleaning the room Jenkinson had used. Her face flushed red again. In this very room, they had...
Boom. Boom.
'Focus. It's work time now. Work.'
People would be coming down for breakfast soon. She needed to hurry. With practiced hands, she changed the sheets and blanket that had been dirtied the night before, swept the floor, wiped down the furniture, then headed downstairs to begin preparations in the kitchen.
'Now that my husband's gone...'
Maybe she should hire an employee? She was pondering this when—
"Excuse me! Are you looking for an employee by any chance?"
'Who could that be?'
It was an incredibly lovely voice. Thinking so, Jenny prepared to step out of the kitchen.
"Excuse me! Hmm? No one's here? Then I'll try the next place..."
It seemed the woman was going around asking for work anywhere she could. Jenny rather liked that tenacious spirit.
'Oh my...'
The moment she stepped out and saw her, Jenny was stunned. A woman so beautiful it took one's breath away was peering curiously around the inn's interior.
"You're looking for work?"
"...Ah! Yes!"
Only then did the woman notice Jenny. She nodded with a bright, cheerful smile, and Jenny found herself smiling in return. She seemed like such a sunny person. Someone like this might...
"It's quite demanding work. Do you think you can handle it?"
It might suit inn work well. As Jenny asked, the woman answered confidently.
"Yes!"
'What a refreshing answer.'
Jenny nodded at the woman's crisp reply. Her lush brown hair was neatly tied back. Jenny handed her some suitable work clothes and asked, "All right then, let's start right away. I'll discuss wages properly after today's work is done. What's your name?"
The woman took the clothes and replied with a smile, "I'm Drina. Please take good care of me from now on!"
And so, the connection between Jenny and Drina—two women tied to the same priest—began.