Hey Kang Naru! Just This Once! (2)
In the pitch-black room, Roberini lay staring at her sleeping husband's face. Lately, she hadn't been able to sleep at her usual hour. Every night, her unsatisfied desires left her feeling empty.
"……"
Gazing quietly at her husband's face, she recalled the intense sex she'd had with Naru not long ago.
'Haaah! Haat! Ahhn, ah! C-cock... it's getting bigger...! Ahn! Turn me into your slut! Hurry! Haaht! Haan! I'm a slut! I'll be your slut! Kyaaah!'
Broad shoulders spread wide. A massive cock. The rough grip of his strong hands. Just thinking about that day sent shivers through her entire body, and sticky love juices soon poured from her pussy.
Today was no different. Unable to control her arousal, Roberini pulled down her panties right next to her sleeping husband.
"Ahh... mmph..."
Her fingers moved faster over her pussy. Her labia twisted and rubbed wildly.
"I want cock... ahhn..."
In the end, craving cock so badly, she didn't hesitate to pull off her husband's panties and suck his dick. It was smaller and less impressive than Naru's, but without even this, she wouldn't have been able to endure the moment.
"Slurp..."
"Slurp! Slurp!"
"Mmm... d-dear?"
Her husband Diello woke up. Opening his eyes, he saw his wife sucking his cock but didn't question it. He just smiled sleepily. No explanation was needed between husband and wife in this situation.
Diello naturally groped his wife's breasts while receiving the blowjob, and soon entered her body.
"Hng! Hng!"
"Ahng, aaaahn...! I love you, dear...!"
"I love you too! Hng! Hng! B-but I'm gonna cum!"
"What? It's only been a minute since you put it in?"
"S-sorry. Ngh!"
"No! Don't cum yet! I'm not satisfied! Not enough!"
"Kgh!"
Splurt.
Her husband came. So little came out, it was like a chicken had ejaculated.
"Haa... good job. Whew..."
Diello smiled contentedly and closed his eyes again. He seemed ready to sleep.
"Already?"
Roberini looked disappointed. The heat in her chest hadn't subsided. She grabbed her husband's shrunken dick, trying to fill her desires by sucking it diligently. He opened his eyes and reacted sensitively, pushing her body away with a slightly irritated tone.
"Stop it."
"Don't stop, do it again."
"Can't. Hoo... I'm tired. Go to sleep. Hurry..."
Her husband coldly turned his back and lay down. Seeing this, a sigh escaped Roberini's lips.
"Tired after just that?"
"……"
No response. She was being ignored. Roberini felt resentful toward her husband for not understanding her heart. Hearing him start snoring soon after, she felt disappointed and dejected, thinking herself unhappy.
'I should have married a man like Naru instead of this guy who can't even fuck properly.'
A deep sigh escaped her lips. Having tasted a cock other than her husband's for the first time in her life, she could no longer be satisfied with his. It was like needing him to do it four times to match what Naru did once.
'Should I go find him, promise to do whatever he wants, and beg him to fuck me?'
Her worries deepened into the night.
"It'll take until the day after tomorrow to notify the party members and prepare."
"Got it. See you then."
"Bye."
"Yeah, you too."
He parted ways with Aquina after a delicious dinner. She'd been sulky at first, but by the end of the meal, she was responding well to the conversation and her expression had softened considerably. He didn't know why, but since things had gone smoothly, that was enough.
He was glad that his kids—Angelina, Hazel, Lydia, and the others competing—would train under a top-tier active adventurer party, one of the best in the kingdom. If he'd had his own party now, he'd have taught them himself, but without one, there were limits to teaching party tactics alone. Filling that gap with Aquina's party was a relief.
Anyway, that was that.
"Ahh, so full and sleepy. Time to head home and rest."
Yawning, he headed home. Soon after arriving at the mansion, the sole maid, Ashley, greeted him.
"I've been waiting all day for you to come back."
That morning, he'd given Jenia money to buy her a maid outfit, and it looked like she'd gone to the shop during the day. She wore a maid dress blending black and white perfectly.
Ashley in a maid outfit—novel and fresh since it was his first time seeing it.
"Darling."
"Don't call me that so sweetly."
"Give me your coat. I'll take it."
"No, I can handle it myself."
"Gonna eat?"
"Already did."
"Sh, shower?"
"I'll take care of it."
"I cleaned the room!"
"Thanks."
"Any, anything else you need?"
"Nope."
"C-can I come to your room too?"
"No."
Ashley followed him pleadingly with desperate eyes. He stopped abruptly. Turning around, he saw her clasping her hands over her chest, eyes sparkling.
"What should I do for you...?"
"Nothing. Go rest in your room."
Ashley made a sad face.
"Um... I've thought a lot about what I did wrong and reflected deeply. Darling. Let me apologize sincerely once more. I was so stupid and hurt you. I swear I won't mention divorce again..."
"Don't. No need to apologize. When you and your mother secretly set me up with other guys behind my back. That's when I saw your true colors. You never truly loved me."
He remembered how, even while married to him, Michelle and Ashley had been scouting noble heirs everywhere. But when no better option appeared and things didn't go as planned, they'd grudgingly maintained the marriage.
"Ashley. Right now, you're just pretending to submit out of survival instinct. Who knows how you'll change if things get good again."
"No!"
Tears welled in Ashley's eyes at his words, her lips trembling.
"I was really foolish back then! I've regretted it so much and reflected! Darling, I'm sorry! Sorry! Sob sob...!"
"Don't cry. It's all in the past."
He patted her back lightly and walked away. From behind, Ashley cried out sobbingly.
"I'll keep trying until you understand my heart! Until you trust me! Until you love me again!"
"Don't make life harder for yourself. Ten months left in the divorce cooling-off period."
"Sob...!"
She collapsed in place and began sobbing louder. Total crybaby, Ashley... He couldn't comfort her here. She might even want that. He entered his room indifferently.
Soon, the crying from outside faded and stopped. Then came the sound of hurried footsteps running off somewhere. Had Jenia called her?
"Ignore it and focus on my stuff."
Letting out a tired sigh, he undressed. Time to soak in hot water and sleep. He brought the oak tub converted into a bathtub into the room and asked Ashley to fill it with hot water.
"Darling... Shall I wash you?"
He shooed out the lingering Ashley, who wanted to stay, closed the door, and sank into the bath. The warmth was so cozy that an old-man groan escaped him naturally.
"Ohhh, nice and toasty. Heh heh heh..."
The door opened. Jenia strode in today too, not a stitch of clothing on her.
"You're here?"
"Yeah. Where were you?"
"Shooting arrows at the training ground. Hire some servants for the house. It's too big; you didn't even notice I came home."
"One maid like Ashley isn't enough, huh?"
"You need at least fifty to manage this place. You know from our house. We had a hundred servants."
"True."
Jenia sauntered over, hips swaying with her lithe body, then flopped face-down on the bed. She held an unfamiliar book in her hand. He propped his hungry pillow under his chest and opened the book. Seeing the scene, he debated whether to nag her.
Pressing his pillow with those full breasts... Hey, her bare skin was touching it. Was that okay? He was a man too, even as a brother. At least wear a top if using the pillow for her stomach.
Wait. The bottom was the real issue? From the tub, the slit between her plump ass cheeks was fully visible. Her tight, fresh pink pussy tempted his eyes.
'Why walk around like that in front of her brother. But that pussy's pretty. Grown nicely. Ass looks fuckable too. Bet it'd feel great pounding it.'
Smack.
He slapped his own cheek. The water sloshed.
'Damn, what am I thinking about my sister. Am I crazy?'
To snap out of it, he washed his face with the tub water and slicked his hair back.
"Jenia, what's that book?"
"Human language book."
"Learning human tongue?"
"Gotta, to live here."
"Live here?"
"Yeah, got a problem?"
"What about Mom and Dad?"
"They'll manage."
"Why so cold now?"
"Mind your own business. When did you ever care about me? Idiot. Dummy."
Why did she always snap at him during talks? It made him sad. Anyway, he finished washing appropriately and stood up. Water sloshed over.
"What's that?"
"What?"
Jenia, face-down on the bed, turned to point at his lower body.
"Why's that standing up?"
"...?"
Looking down, his cock had grown erect at some point. At a full 90 degrees. Shit.
"Don't tell me you had weird thoughts looking at my body?"
"N-no, it's not that..."
Damn. Jenia's accusation wasn't wrong. Must've happened while staring at her pussy earlier. Lately, with the penis ring, once erect, it stayed hard even without dirty thoughts.
'Didn't even notice it grew.'
As he made an embarrassed face, suddenly his glans twitched, and precum dribbled out, dripping onto the floor. Jenia watched right in front of him.
'So embarrassing.'
He sighed. What a sloppy brother, leaking precum just from seeing his sister's body. Amid it all, Jenia stared piercingly at his cock, as if licking her lips.