Chapter 14
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 14
Chapter Title: A Steamy Night with the Widow Nadia (3)
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"The sexual part..."
If she'd heard that in her right mind, even if it was Kalt saying it, she would've been mortified and scolded him for asking such a question.
But Nadia, currently under Kalt's hypnosis, blankly murmured the words he'd spoken.
"The sexual part... dissatisfaction..."
"Yes. Raising Lunia all alone must've kept you so busy that you didn't have time to think about it... but surely you have one or two complaints, right? From now on, feel free to share those worries with me. I'm the kind of person who can take all of Nadia's troubles like that."
"Kalt is the kind of person who can take all my sexual worries..."
"Yes."
'This should do it.'
Kalt, wanting to savor Nadia's vivid reactions as much as possible, withdrew his hand.
He was certain this was the perfect moment to spend a steamy night with her.
He'd confirmed with his sharp hearing that the Nellis Party members had gone to their rooms while he and Nadia were chatting over drinks.
Lunia had said she was staying over at a friend's house tonight.
So Kalt could focus entirely on Nadia.
"If you have any complaints, it might feel good to get them off your chest once in a while. Holding them all in isn't healthy."
If the topic weren't sexual, anyone would see it as perfectly normal advice.
But under hypnosis, Nadia instead felt a sense of reliability from Kalt.
Kalt was someone who could accept her sexual worries.
That perception drew the troubles right out of her mouth.
"To be honest, I do have some complaints."
Nadia touched one cheek, a bit shyly.
"I'm usually so focused on the inn that it's fine... but sometimes my body gets all hot and bothered."
"I see. And how do you handle it when that happens?"
"Well... I have to take care of it myself. When Lunia falls asleep, I do it in secret..."
"Does that satisfy you?"
Even with Kalt's specific question, Nadia didn't feel awkward or burdened and kept answering.
"It's not really satisfying. It's just enough to cool down my heated body in the moment. And... with Lunia around, doing it alone feels embarrassing and pathetic."
She still had desires as a woman, of course.
But for Nadia, who'd lost her husband young and had to raise Lunia alone, her role as a mother took precedence over being a woman.
Even though it was a natural urge, the guilt of 'Is this okay for a mother?' always lingered in the back of her mind during those moments.
That needless maternal morality was actually the root cause of her greater frustration.
"That must be tough."
"It's not that bad. Just inconvenient."
"Have you ever thought, 'If only this were different, I wouldn't have these frustrations'?"
Nadia gave a wry smile.
"If he were still alive... I've thought that so many times. I wouldn't have these worries."
If her husband were alive, the burden of child-rearing would've been lighter.
If her husband were alive, she could've satisfied her pent-up lust with love.
If her husband were alive, she wouldn't need to worry about this at all.
But Nadia knew.
It was all wishful thinking—something that could never happen.
Kalt nodded.
"Yeah, doing it with a man and... satisfying yourself alone are totally different. I really feel bad for you, Nadia."
"You do?"
"Yes. You're still young and beautiful, yet you're dealing with this."
"Y-Young and beautiful? Come on, Kalt... I'm just an old lady."
"Of course you're Lunia's mom. You could call yourself that. But."
Kalt gently took Nadia's hand.
"That doesn't detract from your beauty at all."
'Nadia's beauty is a huge plus.'
'Milf~ I love it~'
Lyrics from a song in his previous life flashed through Kalt's mind.
"K-Kalt."
Seeing Kalt clasp her hand like that, Nadia felt flustered, her heart pounding.
Part surprise, but mostly because a handsome guy like Kalt was holding her hand softly and gazing at her with serious eyes.
How long had it been since a man held her hand like this?
Kalt's warm heat seemed to travel from her hand straight to her heart.
"Nadia, I'll take care of your worries for you. I'll accept all of them."
Her heart pounded even harder.
Kalt could definitely accept her worries.
But how?
Was it what she was imagining?
No way, really?
This tall, handsome guy with a mom like me?
Countless speculations bloomed in Nadia's head.
"H-How?"
"I'll satisfy you, Nadia."
"...!"
And her guess was right.
Nadia's face flushed red, like a girl hearing a confession from a handsome guy for the first time.
No anger rose about him saying that to a woman with a daughter.
No absurdity at the outrageous statement.
Because Kalt was someone who could fully accept her sexual worries.
Just because he could, didn't mean he'd actually say he'd do it.
Was this a dream or reality?
"R-Really?"
Unable to believe it, Nadia had to ask Kalt.
"You'll satisfy me, Kalt?"
Kalt smiled brightly.
"Yes. I'll satisfy your body, pent up with frustration all this time."
In crude terms, he'd declared he'd make her cum her brains out.
A remark that could've earned him a slap, but with her perception of him altered by hypnosis—and him being so handsome—it massively boosted Nadia's expectations instead.
"Look forward to it. I'll give you a night you'll never forget."
"Gulp."
Nadia swallowed without realizing.
A night a handsome guy would give her, one she'd never forget.
A night declared boldly by the one who could accept her sexual worries.
What kind of night would it be?
For it to start, she had to agree first.
"Th-Then... please take care of me."
Nadia, who'd gazed only at her late husband for over a decade without another man, permitted it herself.
Once he had her consent, Kalt moved quickly.
He finished washing the remaining dishes right away, then headed to the bedroom with Nadia.
Her heart thumped wildly.
It was originally the bedroom for her and her husband, but after he passed, she'd shared it with young Lunia.
Now, for the first time, she was bringing in a man who wasn't her husband.
To satisfy her frustrations, no less.
Even if he could accept her sexual worries, he was younger than her—a tall, handsome guy.
Anticipation and taboo thrill.
Excitement and anxiety mixed inside Nadia.
Meanwhile, Kalt was already getting aroused thinking about what he'd do with Nadia, blood rushing to his lower half.
But he had no intention of just giving in to lust and pounding away like he had with Jena.
'She's a widow. A body ripened over years of neglect. Better to loosen her up thoroughly before going in.'
Like cooking with premium ingredients, Kalt pondered how to heat Nadia's body just right before savoring her with his cock at the end.
With a rough plan in mind, Kalt took off his top.
'Oh my, oh my goodness!'
His well-trained muscles revealed as he stripped off his shirt.
His sculpted physique, like a work of art, drew Nadia's eyes straight to him.
After removing his top, Kalt sat beside her and gripped her shoulders.
"Nadia, leave it to me."
"I'm sorry, Kalt. For making you do this for a woman like me..."
"I already said it—you suit being a lady more than an 'old lady.'"
"Ahh..."
Her face stayed flushed at the embarrassing yet welcome compliment.
Kalt undressed the blushing Nadia piece by piece.
He peeled away the top covering her plump, bountiful fruits, then slid down the skirt hugging her birthin' hips.
He didn't stop there, reaching right in to strip off her underwear completely.
With each layer removed, her shame at becoming naked before a man swelled, alongside her excitement for how her frustrations would be relieved.
Kalt caressed her bare thighs and asked.
"How do you usually masturbate, Nadia?"
Feeling a lewd tickle where his hand touched, she answered.
"I rub my clit with my fingers—ah! I rub it like th-that."
"Like this?"
While stroking her thigh, Kalt used his other hand to rub her clit.
"Eut...!"
The instant his fingers touched, Nadia felt a jolt like electricity shooting through her body.
Totally different from when she did it herself.
More stimulating, more lewd.
'Wh-Why? Kalt's hand feels so... ahn!'
Just as it tickled more when someone else touched her than when she did it herself.
Her clit reacted even more sensitively to Kalt's touch than her own.
As he kept rubbing her sensitive clit, Kalt moved the hand from her thigh to stroke various parts of her body.
Thigh, belly, side, breasts, shoulders.
Like claiming new territory.
Like imprinting a new male's touch on her body.
The lewd tickle sparking wherever his hand passed while her clit was stimulated.
"Hyah, eut! Ah, ungh...!"
It drew out naughty moans from Nadia that she'd never made while pleasuring herself.