Chapter 66
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 66
Chapter Title: Pregnancy (2)
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Squeeeze—
“Hnng... Uuup!!!”
“Hey.”
“Yes~”
Jerk!!!!
Using the front of my shoe, I pressed even harder on her clit and crotch while raising my hand to call over another waitress from the shop.
“Yes, do you need anyth— Oh, Tanya? With a friend?”
“Hyaat..! Y-Yes... sis!”
“Oh my, you wouldn’t leave your boyfriend even when drinking alone, but now drinking with someone else? Hmm~”
“N-No, sis...”
She seemed pretty close to Tanya. Seeing us seated together, she smirked knowingly at us. Tanya shook her head frantically, sweating bullets.
“Ah, is this about that thing you mentioned last time...?”
“Y-Yeah... Hnng!!”
“Oh dear, why are you sweating so much? You don’t even break a sweat at work.”
“Th-That’s... b-because... I drank alcohol...”
“You haven’t even had a sip of beer, what alcohol? But your boyfriend looks neat—this guy’s even handsomer~”
Whether she was teasing or mocking her, the waitress grinned at Tanya. I spoke up.
“Could I get another beer?”
“Of course~ Anything else?”
Freckle-faced, plain-looking, with a stocky build like a typical ajumma, she stared at my face hungrily and leaned her upper body toward me.
“No, that’s it for now. Sis, have a drink.”
“Uh.. Uht!! Uung, Cain...”
“Oh, calling me sis?”
She covered her mouth, suddenly more interested in me and trying to cling. Ignoring her, I toasted with Tanya and chugged my beer.
Gulp!!!
To shove away the waitress getting annoyingly close, as Tanya chugged her beer, I lifted my foot slightly then thrust deep into her crotch. She sprayed beer right at the coworker waitress.
“Guhk... Ptoo!!!”
“Kyaa! Tanya!!!”
“S-Sis, m-meooow!!”
“I-I’ll come back later...!”
Tanya let out a moan-like scream, but the coworker didn’t catch it properly with beer all over her face. She hastily wiped it with a towel and retreated.
“Hey.”
“Y-Yes... Master...”
“What’s with her.”
“She’s a close coworker sis...”
“What close? Not even a month in, and obviously she’s trying to hit on you seeing you with a guy. Don’t you get it?”
“But...”
“If an ugly bitch approaches, you handle it yourself. Don’t make it annoying for me.”
“S-Sorry, Master...”
“And what’s this.”
Slurp... Schlick—
“Hnngh!!”
Even as her pants and my shoe rubbed against her crotch, a clear wet sound started coming out.
“Damn... making wet sounds this loud, your pussy must be a soaked mess with juices? Tanya really has a slutty pussy, huh.”
“Ahn..! Hic!!”
“Bet you seduce any customer during service and fuck around?”
“N-Nooo, I-I’m really...”
Squeeeze!!!
“Hyaang!!”
I gripped the beer glass tight, so her glass overflowed from my foot’s movement.
“What, drink up if you don’t hate beer?”
“I-I’ll drink...”
Probably nasal from spraying earlier, her eyes teary, she drank again at my urging.
“Refreshing?”
“Y-Yes... Kek!”
Even though her nose and throat must be burning, she smiled obediently at my question.
“Wipe your face. It’s filthy.”
“Hnng! Y-Yes!”
Excited by my insults? Her body trembled finely as she pulled a handkerchief from her eco-bag-like purse and wiped her face frantically.
“What’s Roy up to lately?”
“R-Roy’s practicing walking... and looking for an office job...”
Despite hearing drug-induced delusions of me fucking Tanya three times over with cocktail drugs, Roy was living normally without aftereffects or suspicion. Hearing that from her, I pulled my foot from her crotch and took off my shoe.
“Take off your pants.”
“Y-Yes?!”
“Not all the way—just down to your thighs with your underwear.”
“Uuu....”
“Corner seat like this, no one sees unless sitting right next to you. Hurry.”
“Y-Yes...”
Ssshh—
Trembling in fear for a moment at my words, the sound of her removing her hotpants under the table came.
“Hnng....”
Schlick—
Her hotpants were so wet it was hard to pull off. She struggled with grunts for a bit, then her face flushed bright red.
Sense of exposure, shame, immorality... various emotions flickered across her face, appearing and vanishing.
“What, excited again already?”
“Ahh... Uu...”
Chop—
“Hiiiik!!!”
Spurt!!!
I’d taken off my shoe and extended my bare foot.
Her hotpants and panties were hooked around her knees, so she couldn’t spread her legs much. But the table was narrow enough that our knees brushed when sitting straight—plenty of room for my foot to slide into her crotch.
Soon, I lightly covered her entire pussy and clit with my sole. At the sensation, juices burst wildly from Tanya’s pussy.
Tap!! Tap! Tap!!!
Her hand, holding the fork with her arm on the table, trembled wildly.
“Hnng...! Hnng!! Hnngh!!!”
“Feels good, huh. Slut bitch.”
Squeeeze!!!
“M-Masterrr!!! Hyaaak!!!”
Pssshhh!!!!
I pressed down with my sole, then curled my big toe to flick her clit hard with my toenail. Juices squirted from Tanya’s pussy like a fountain.
She gripped the fork white-knuckled, head bowed, body shaking violently.
“Fuck, you got my pants wet too. Gonna keep squirting?”
“Heuu.... Hnng....”
Every time noisy sounds came from around us, she flinched and tried to compose herself. Then the waitress from before approached with my beer glass.
“Here’s your beer... Oh my, Tanya, what’s with your face?”
“Eek!”
As her coworker drew near, her thighs clenched hard.
“N-Nothing, sis...!”
“Sick? Face super red... Hey, you. Name?”
“Cain.”
“Cain, what’s wrong with Tanya?”
“Hmm... guess alcohol not agreeing today. Got drunk quick, says she’s hot.”
“Oh, always skips after-work drinks saying closing shift—didn’t know our Tanya couldn’t hold her liquor...”
Truth was, she skipped evenings because I fucked her nights, but the staff took it as her being a terrible drinker and handed me the beer.
Fuck, flat-chested bitch—bending over shows no cleavage anyway.
She made what she thought was a seductive face, but it just looked weird as she handed me the glass and left. Tanya let out a long sigh.
“Fuu.... Hiiiit!!”
“Didn’t torment you when your close sis came by—no thanks?”
“Th-Thank you!! Master.”
“Eat up quick. You’re hungry, right.”
“Y-Yes...”
Calmed down a bit, Tanya carefully ate her snacks with the fork and sipped her beer.
“Night stuff with Roy?”
“Y-Yes..? Th-That.....”
She glanced at me warily, rolling her eyes before speaking cautiously.
“U-Used to... once or twice a month...”
“Told you to serve him daily?”
“Y-Yes... but...”
I hadn’t ordered full sex.
I’d poured potions into her, torn her pussy apart and regenerated it into a used onahole—no way I’d let someone else use it.
Before, she’d kept Roy from giving up with hope torture—just once or twice a month, quick pumps then cum dump.
Arms around, hugs, pecks were okay, but no sticky lover intimacy or foreplay. She’d just spread her legs and squeeze his cock a few times to end it.
Handjobs or blowjobs? No chance. But after the housewarming, I’d ordered her to share his bed nightly and do all the stuff she’d never done.
Thanks to that, when I visited their place, the love in Roy’s gaze at Tanya had visibly thickened.
He’d barely survived death, endured long gaslighting—subconsciously doubting if she was slutting around. But now cohabiting, giving lewd touches, blowjobs, handjobs daily she never did before.
No extravagance, working hard to maintain life, daily affection—ignoring doubts, his love growing deeper? Not weird at all.
“Lately R-Roy’s dick won’t get hard.”
“Yeah?”
“M-Morning wood yes...”
“Yes?”
“Morning suck one out, then all day—hand or mouth, no erection.”
“O.”
Psychogenic erectile dysfunction—jackpot.
“B-But sometimes it gets hard.”
“When?”
“Wh-When Master talks or after you visit home next day...”
“Yeah, plan working.”
“Hehe... A-Amazing... r-really as Master said...”
Poke!
“Kek..!!!”
Impudent bitch doubting Master, giggling awkwardly— I lifted the foot at her crotch and slammed it hard into her stomach and solar plexus.
“Doubting me impudently?”
“Kek...! N-No Master.. j-just too amazing...”
Thud!
“Kek!!!”
Pssshhh!!
I stomped her solar plexus so hard her seat shook. Tears and snot poured out—even as she squirted below.
“Say you got too drunk so I brought you home. Tomorrow I’ll drop by your place for dinner as thanks, got it?”
“Y-Yes!! Sorry Mas-ster...! I-I’ll tell Roy *cough!!*”
I disciplined Tanya a few more times with my foot, played with her pussy, wrapped up drinks. Then shouldered her limp body and headed to Roy’s place.
Of course, I paid with Tanya’s money.