Chapter 659: A Day in the Life
Chapter 659: A Day in the Life
“Mm. Hehehe. Then you may pro—Hrk! —ceed…!”
I nodded, flashing a satisfied smile at Sara, who was finally going along with my plan.
Though, apparently, she didn't appreciate my attitude. She plopped back down between my legs, wrapped her arms around my waist, and yanked my lower body forward so hard that I ended up biting my tongue.
But I wouldn't yield to the pain. I finished my sentence, my voice still laced with leisurely confidence.
“…Ngh! Haa… Fine… sir. I’ll do it. I’ll do it, okay?”
Sara looked up, glaring daggers at me as if she found me utterly infuriating. Then, with a sigh of resignation, she lowered her gaze once more.
Judging by her tone, my smugness had managed to piss her off a little.
“Mmm… slurp… suck… mmuah…”
Still, Sara pressed her soft lips to my crotch and began to carefully suck the wine from my clothes.
As I watched her press her lips firmly against the fabric, stimulating me through my pants while she drank the spilled wine, I realized that, despite her protests, she understood my intentions perfectly.
“Yes. You have quite the talent for this. Keep at it, and try not to leave a stain.”
I gently stroked the hair of Sara, whose face was buried in my crotch. My touch was soft, but my tone remained deliberately condescending as I praised her.
Sara’s expression softened with pleasure at my touch for a moment, but my words made her pout again.
“Mmm… slurp… Mmmph… suck…”
Even so, she didn’t bite or anything, just diligently sucked at my crotch.
The feeling of her plump, firm lips was palpable even through the fabric, and the suction created as she drank the wine had already made me as hard as I could be, pushing up against my clothes.
Because of this, Sara naturally had to tilt her head up slightly, her mouth now sucking at the tented fabric as if she were fellating the very tip of me.
“For someone who pretended to hate it, you’re certainly putting your all into it.”
“Lick… slurp… But… suck… the wine… is delicious…” Sara mumbled, her voice slightly dazed.
Her lips still refused to leave my crotch.
Her response was so unexpected that this time, it was my turn to be flustered.
Hey. Wait a second. Don’t tell me you’re getting drunk just from sucking a little wine out of my clothes?
Seriously, stop. If you get drunk, we won’t be in any state for maid roleplay.
“Ahem! I-Is that so? But I think you’ve sucked up all the wine from my clothes…”
“Understood. I just need to suck your underwear, right? Ahmm… slurp. Sluuurp… Sho tashty…”
“Huh? Hey. Wai—Whoa!”
I had tried to subtly steer her away from ingesting any more wine, but Sara took my words in a completely different way.
Her hands, which had been wrapped around my waist, moved forward. Before I could stop her, she had unfastened the front of my pants in a flash and was now starting to suck the wine that had soaked into my underwear.
The pleasant suction felt even more sensitive than before. I stopped trying to hold her back and decided to just let her do as she pleased.
Right. She’s still using polite speech, and her hands were so deft when she undid my pants. She’s definitely not completely drunk yet.
Besides, even if she had a little wine beforehand, there was no way she’d get drunk just by sucking a bit more from my clothes.
“Mmm… suck. Mmph… suck.”
The sensation of Sara moving her head from side to side, pressing her lips all over me through my underwear, was incredibly pleasurable.
But… was this really okay?
No matter how I tried to see it, it looked like she was just trying to drink every last drop of wine.
“Ahem. It’s about time…”
I applied a little pressure with the hand that was stroking her hair, stopping her head from moving, and opened my mouth to finally pull her away from my crotch.
“Reaally… You want me to do that? You’re such a pervert.”
But before I could say anything, Sara looked up at me, a sly smile on her face, and spoke in a slightly slurred, teasing voice.
No. Hey. Wait a minute. You’re not even using polite speech anymore…
“Understood. This time, I am to suck the wine directly from Master’s body, correct?”
As if reading my mind, Sara switched back to polite speech, this time properly adding the title “Master,” and stripped off my underwear in one swift motion.
“It’s soaked all the way to here. My apologies, Master. Sara will lick it clean for you right away.”
She gazed at my magnificently exposed member and murmured in a voice filled with something like ecstasy.
Looking at her, I couldn’t see a shred of apology in her expression. It seemed her only goal was to consume the wine.
Never mind the fact that my Dick wasn’t even wet with wine.
I mean, come on. Even if you spill a drink on your pants, it rarely soaks you all the way through to your dick.
Besides, she had already sucked so diligently through my pants, and then again through my underwear after taking them off.
There was no way my Dick was still wet with wine.
If anything, it was probably covered more in her saliva than in wine.
“No. Hey. What are you talking about? It’s not…”
I finally gave up on the master act and spoke to Sara, intending to point that out.
“Heehee. Eek! Oh my, I’m so sorry. I did it again…”
But the moment I opened my mouth, Sara shifted her body, pretending to adjust her posture by raising her knees and bobbing up.
In that movement, her head bumped my hand.
The hand that had been holding the wine glass all this time while she was busy servicing me.
Thanks to that, the rest of the wine in the glass spilled all over my crotch.
This girl. She’s apologizing, but she definitely did that on purpose.
“You’re completely soaked. I’ll lick it clean right away.”
Sara spoke in a voice that didn’t sound the least bit sorry and brought her face close to my crotch once more.
“Lick… lick… Haaah…! Lick…”
This time, she didn’t even bother hiding that the wine was her true objective. Instead of pressing her lips to me, she stuck out only her tongue and began to lap up the wine covering my Dick.
Did she just lick up the wine, make a face like it was delicious, and then shudder?
She wasn’t even trying to hide her goal anymore!
“Sara. Don’t just use your tongue, use your mouth…”
But damn, it felt good.
Seriously, no matter what I ask her to do, she masters it in no time.
That’s why I couldn’t bring myself to stop her from licking the wine. In fact, I even found myself asking her to take me in her mouth and suck.
“Hee. Not yet. First, I have to lick it thoroughly. Liiike thiiis…”
But Sara refused my request. She stuck her tongue out far and licked all the way up the shaft from the base.
It wasn’t just the motion of her tongue sliding up my length; the way her pronunciation became imprecise as she spoke with her tongue out felt strangely sexy.
And with Sara’s refusal—no, from the moment I had to ask—the master-and-maid roleplay atmosphere had completely vanished.
Only the maid outfit she was wearing remained as evidence that we had even attempted it.
Well, this feels good in its own way, so I don’t really mind.
With that thought, I finally put the wine glass I’d been holding into my inventory, along with the wine bottle on the table.
Being tipsy like this was nice, but if she got any drunker, it would ruin our first time together in a while.
And in that instant, I saw it.
The corner of Sara’s mouth curved up into a slight smirk.
Her eyes were fixed on the exact spot where the wine glass and bottle had just disappeared from my hand.
Wait a minute. Come to think of it, didn’t she have a subtle smile on her face earlier, too, when I dropped the master persona?
Could it be… she’s not drunk, but doing this on purpose…?
The moment that thought crossed my mind, I resolved to become the master again.
This time, not the somewhat gentlemanly master from before, but a rough one.
“Stop licking and put it in your mouth. Suck it.”
“Hm? I told you, not yet. Right. After I lick it a little cleaner…”
“I’m not asking. I’m ordering.”
“Ngh…!”
At first, Sara had started to reply with the same bashful smile and slightly dazed tone as before, but my follow-up words made her flinch, her body trembling in surprise.
Seeing her reaction, I was certain.
I knew it. This girl was pissed that I was teasing her with that annoying, condescending master act, so she pretended to be drunk to get out of the maid roleplay.
It made sense. Of course. No matter how low her tolerance was, there was no way she’d get drunk on such a low-alcohol wine, especially just from sucking a little of it from my clothes.
“Or are you telling me you can’t obey your master’s command?!”
I put on an angry expression and shot to my feet.
“W-Wait! It’s not that!”
Startled by my sudden change, Sara scrambled to her feet as well, waving her hands frantically from side to side.
Her usual cool expression had completely crumbled into one of panic, which was quite cute.
It was even cuter since she was wearing that revealing, sexy maid outfit.
But I didn't let any of that show. Instead, I scowled and advanced on her.
“And you’re not even using polite speech!”
“Th-That’s! Master! It’s not like that!”
With every long stride I took toward her, a panicked Sara began to back away.
But there was a limit to how far she could retreat.
Soon, her back hit the wall. With nowhere left to run, Sara could only stare at my face in a panic.
I met her gaze without flinching and walked straight toward her.
Finally, the distance between us closed until our bodies were almost touching.
Of course, the first thing to touch her body was my rigidly erect member.
The tip of it pressed against Sara’s smooth, firm, and perfectly toned lower abdomen.
She was wearing a maid outfit, but it was the kind that left her entire stomach exposed.
Sara looked completely flustered, as if she didn’t know what to do, just from the tip of my Dick touching her stomach. But I didn’t stop there.
I took one more step forward, closing the distance even further.
“Hnngh…!”
My Dick seemed to press into her lower abdomen for a moment before sliding upward.
I finally stopped walking only when it was bent upward, about half its length pressed flush against her stomach.
Looking at Sara’s face, now so close I could feel her breath on my skin, I spoke in a stern voice.
“It seems you lack awareness as a maid. You’re in need of more… discipline.”
“D-Discipline…?”
“What are you doing? Get moving. Don’t tell me you don’t know what you’re supposed to do now.”
“Wh-What? No. I mean, I…”
As I spoke with a scowl, Sara was so flustered that her voice began to crack, mumbling incoherently.
Well, I could understand her confusion.
My sudden change in attitude was baffling enough, but on top of that, she had to act like a maid and listen to this nonsensical demand.
I guess I have no choice. Leaving her like this won’t get us anywhere. Maybe I should give her a little hint.
I took the tip of my Dick in one hand, pulled it back slightly, and let go.
“Haah…!”
My Dick snapped forward like a released spring, smacking against her smooth abdomen with a sharp slap. Sara’s body flinched at the sensation, and she squeezed her thighs together slightly.
“Do you still not know what you’re supposed to do?”
“I-I’ll do it… now…”
At my continued urging, Sara finally began to move.