Unquenched Thirst
Bedding her master always brought Aero profound happiness. It was the clearest proof that a man loved her, and though it might be too late, it was also a chance to bear him another 'treasure.' But in this moment, the intimacy with her master—which had always filled her with joy—was merely defiling her body at his hands. This long-awaited union, after nearly a month, brought only deep emptiness... and bitter disappointment to her heart.
It doesn't... reach... I can't feel it... That man's was... so much deeper... so much thicker...
The 'master's' member that had ravaged her body for years past. Yet after just one month apart, the sensation it now gave was utterly lacking. Compared to her memories, it felt so small, so thin. Still, Aero desperately tried to wring pleasure from this moment. She rocked her hips, clenched her folds, straining to feel her master's shaft as intensely as possible.
Yes... that's it... a little lacking, but... like this... if I keep going...
His cock still failed to touch her womb, leaving her hollow, while her unsatisfied walls cried out in stark thirst. But even in this, she tried to find satisfaction. She strived for it. This was the act rightfully permitted to her, after all. Intercourse between man and woman had always been like this for her.
Then.
"Kuh!"
...Eh?
"Ugh! I'm... cumming!"
?? ...What...? Al... already...?
A lukewarm sensation just as she felt the faintest bite of climax. Semen so scant it didn't fill her pussy but only stoked her thirst further. As she sensed her master's shaft wilting pathetically inside her, Aero's face froze rigid.
He... came...? ...Just... like this...?
A heavy wave of futility crashed over her, leaving her too stunned to react. And...
"Hah... hah... My lady. You were especially eager today. Thanks to you, I enjoyed it fully."
Utterly oblivious to her turmoil, the man panted those words before collapsing like a spent rag and falling asleep. Staring at him, Aero wore a dazed, desolate expression as her trembling hand reached down to touch her pussy.
The feeling of his pitiful droplet of seed leaking out. The futility it brought was excruciating for the woman who had harbored such hopes... and it ignited a thirst more intense than ever.
What... is this...? What the hell is this...? Just... just this much? Is this... really the end...?
No matter how she thought about it, it was absurd, disappointingly so. The anticipation she'd held for this moment made her feel like a fool. It had ended in an instant, without a shred of thrill. Amid this crushing despair, Aero began frantically pistoning her fingers into her pussy to quench the burning thirst.
"Hngh! Hnngh! Unnh!!!"
She had no spare attention for the man who'd collapsed after such a meager effort. Right now, she could only struggle to suppress this agonizing thirst. She stimulated herself until her pussy flushed red hot... but the more she did, the more vividly that man's image filled her mind. The image of Han Taeyang, who had granted her supreme pleasure.
Not enough... this isn't... enough to satisfy... it won't subside... I need... that man's cock... Han Taeyang's shaft would surely... surely fill this feeling...! Ah...
Her heart plummeted. Aero abruptly halted her frantic hand.
What... am I... what am I thinking right now...?
She had denied her connection to Han Taeyang all this time. Even as her body was defiled by his hands, her heart hadn't submitted—she'd kept telling herself that. But this thought... the way she so naturally craved his cock after failing to find satisfaction with her master... it cracked something fragile she'd barely held together in her heart.
How... did this happen...? How could I... think of him like that... that man...?
Seized by horror, Aero stared at her fingers. Seeing the sticky nectar coating her trembling digits, she unwittingly swallowed dryly amid the lewd scent. Then, she slowly turned to look behind her. Gazing at her master, sprawled asleep oblivious to the world—gazing at this man who now felt utterly worthless—Aero murmured softly without realizing it.
"Master... I... I am..."
After sending off the traders, all that remained was waiting. A land journey from here to the Central Plains took at least a month. Factoring in trade dealings and cross-border affairs, it would be at least three months minimum.
In that sense, to see clear 'results' from this venture, I had no choice but to wait. But that didn't mean I had nothing to do.
Still, as the family head, it's about time I got properly involved in these matters...
Even just the household affairs piled up endlessly. Of course, Lee So-young handled the minor ones, but the important decisions required my seal. With trade delays causing a backlog, this was a time to pull all-nighters if needed.
Somehow, the more I look at it, the busier it gets compared to my previous life...
That said, I had zero intention of shirking duties like the original wastrel Han Taeyang. In the original story, his downfall came not just from the protagonist's fatal blow but from dumping all responsibilities on Lee So-young while living like the same old degenerate. Responsibility meant power. Handling the family's affairs meant wielding that power.
The original Han Taeyang never grasped that, staying complacent until everything fell into Lee So-young's hands, only to meet a pathetic betrayal and ruin. To avoid his fate—and to maintain and expand(?) my budding MILF harem life—I needed to actively engage in family matters and solidify my authority as head.
"I've brought the tea tray, my lord."
"Thank you. Set it there."
Im Jeong-ok placed the tray before me with her usual demure grace. Gazing at this woman—who last night had squealed like a brood sow with my cock buried in her ass—I felt a faint smile curve my lips as one matter came to mind.
Come to think of it, the timing's just about right.
With the trade sorted, clearing the backlog would free up some leeway. This was the perfect time to tackle a postponed 'homework' item. Having decided, I looked at my fake wife with a serious smile.
"My lady, how are things with your family lately?"
"My family... you mean..."
Her face darkened briefly. Though happy now, lingering worries shadowed her heart. I continued calmly.
"It's fine. Tell me. As I said before, it's a problem we'll solve eventually. With some spare time now, best to settle it while we can."
"...True, but... are you sure? If something goes wrong, it could harm you, my lord..."
Her voice brimmed with concern for me, not herself. Feeling a quiet satisfaction, I replied with a warm smile.
"Don't worry. I have ways. Just tell me how things stand there."
"Yes... it's not certain, but they seem to be catching on to something odd. Word is, they tried sending someone to my family recently..."
"I see..."
Fortunately, the timing was perfect. Sensing the need to act decisively, I slowly rose from my seat.