Sensual Sophia's Butt (2)
Cloud had just stepped out of the inn when he decided to pop into the kitchen. It was because he remembered Sophia saying she’d pack him a lunchbox in the morning. The hallway was completely empty—no guests in sight—and Cecil, who had been with him only a moment ago, had gone out on her mother’s errand. “Sophia?”
The moment he pushed open the kitchen door, everything fell silent. No one was there. Cloud stood rooted in place, quietly scanning the room filled with various cooking tools. On the cutting board lay a bundle. He walked over and lifted it. Sandwiches, fruits, and beer were neatly packed inside. It had to be Sophia’s lunchbox for him. “She must have stepped out for just a second…”
As he wondered if she’d gone to the nearby shop, Cloud was about to pick up the bundle and leave. Suddenly, an unfamiliar presence drifted from the room connected to the kitchen. “What’s that noise? A mouse?”
The space was the living quarters of the inn owner, Sophia, and Cecil. Cloud had gone in there once before when Cecil had been sick. Thanks to that memory, he unconsciously shifted his steps and grabbed the door handle without hesitation. The thought of a thief even crossed his mind—worse than a mouse. He planned to peek in and leave immediately. Cloud quietly turned the handle. It creaked open without a sound. He slowly pushed the door open just a crack and peered inside. At the same time, Cloud’s pupils widened. “Hah…!”
Cloud’s heart thundered wildly. Inside the room, Sophia was changing her underwear. On her upper body she wore a corset that hugged her full breasts, and on her legs she had black fishnet stockings while fastening the garter belt around her waist. The sight was unbearably sensual. “Even this morning… today she really caught me off guard!”
Cloud let out a joyful laugh and swallowed hard, still happy that he got to watch all day. Sophia stood in front of the full-length mirror, turning her body this way and that to admire herself in the corset and garter belt. When she found something displeasing, she let out a small sigh and began to undress again. Cloud watched intently. Then one thought suddenly flashed through his mind. In the morning, when he had stolen a glance at her rear, he had been puzzled by the black panties, but now it made even more sense.
During this time, Sophia, unaware of being watched, kept undressing. Once the corset came off and her full breasts were fully exposed, she began removing the stockings. She arched her back and pushed her hips toward the door as if inviting the man on the other side to watch. Cloud’s eyes were glued to the plump, ripe ass of this married woman. The axe-like marks on the black panties, centered on her rear, were shamelessly obvious. Seeing those thick, fleshy lips, Cloud felt an overwhelming urge and his lower body swelled instantly. He stood there, lost in confusion, but Sophia kept attacking him without mercy. After stripping off the stockings, she bent over and pulled down her panties. Because her hips were facing the door, she leaned back to slide them off, and Cloud’s eyes widened at the sight of those soft, plump, jiggling cheeks popping into view. “Ugh!” The lewd hole, as if begging to be filled, stared straight at him. The desire to explore those depths surged like a tidal wave. “Crap! If I keep watching like this, my dick’s gonna fly away!” The overwhelming lust pushed him toward the room. Jump in right now! Devour that sweet fruit! But just as his reason was about to snap, Cloud desperately shouted an order he had made for himself after last night. “Sylvia is watching from somewhere… Sylvia is watching from somewhere… Maybe someone she hired is watching from afar…” He repeated the mantra until his mind finally calmed. “Haa…”
Finally at ease, a faint smile appeared on his lips. “From now on, I’ll only look at Sylvia, Cloud. You’re not alone anymore, right?” Carefully, he closed the door. He released the handle and quietly turned on his heels.***“Ding-dong.” The bell on the inn door rang as it swung shut. Someone had left the inn. Inside, Sophia heard the sound and already knew who had gone out. With a disappointed expression, she turned her head and looked at the door. Just a moment ago, the door had been slightly open, sending a tingling sensation through her entire body. Now it stood firmly shut. She slipped out of her underwear and lay down weakly on the bed in nothing but her bare skin. Sophia stared blankly at the ceiling. “Cloud… you left again…” she muttered with a sigh. She felt grateful to him. She had thought of him as a good person, and seeing how he rushed in to save sick Cecil made him the only pillar she and Cecil could rely on. Moved by how he sacrificed everything for their family, her heart naturally went out to him. Honestly, she was tired of running the household alone, and she needed a place to lean on as a woman, not just as a mother. That was why she had tried to get closer to him, but it had been so hard. Sophia let out a long sigh. “Am I really that unattractive…? Well, now that I’m older, Cloud probably thinks mature women aren’t worth it. He probably only likes young girls like the others.” Just yesterday, she had imagined how wonderful it would be to become his wife and run this inn together. But that was only a foolish dream now. She smiled bitterly and began stuffing the clothes and underwear from her younger days back into the wardrobe.***Valua was bustling with festival activity today. Stalls lined the main road, and people surged into the empty spaces on either side. Cloud pushed through the crowd gawking at the stalls and headed toward the military district in the city center. Soon he reached the recruitment office inside the military district and passed through the open doors to step onto the green lawn of the training field. “Anyone can become a hero, just like Isabelle or Ophelia,” the sign at the entrance read. Cloud let out a snort at the ordinary advertisement and walked toward the headquarters, scanning his surroundings. Inside the training field, applicants like himself were crammed in everywhere—men and women alike. Some wore normal clothes, while others looked like mercenaries in revealing armor or outfits with strange patterns. And they all carried a variety of weapons—swords, axes, spears, bows, hammers, boomerangs, staffs, wands—so it felt as if this wasn’t a recruitment office but a place to hire companions for dungeon hunting. “Want to fight me right here?! I’ll show you what happens when you underestimate the dog of Santa!” “Come on, let’s go! I’ll smash your head today, Barba-sama!” Among them, two muscular warriors in barbaric armor flexed their thick necks and growled at each other. The crowd around them cheered and clapped whenever they exchanged insults and fists, or roared in excitement. On the other side, a group of female warriors who only covered their private parts stood there spitting on the ground with a nonchalant attitude. It was the wild hyena vibe. After laughing at the silly fight between the male warriors, they turned their attention elsewhere. Cloud smelled the rough, pungent air of this unfamiliar place. He had never seen so many rough types gathered in one spot. “I don’t think I belong here in the army…” he thought, suddenly worried whether he could handle these rough friends after enlisting. “Do I really have to join the military?” Above all, once he enlisted, freedom would vanish. For someone who valued freedom more than anyone else, losing it would be like death. Cloud stopped right before the stairs leading to the headquarters. He had to decide whether to live his own life or Sylvia’s life. The dilemma gripped him. “What should I do? Should I go back or not? Go back or not…” He paced back and forth like an anxious person. And from afar, a woman wearing glasses watched him intently, narrowing her eyes. “I will find out the truth behind Cloud’s identity at the Tironde Inn. I swear it. Get ready.” She gritted her teeth, crumpled the paper with Cloud’s face in her hand, and walked away.