I Went on a Business Trip with the Female Boss I Hate, But the Reserved Hotel Only Had One Room
“Hnghh!”
Just from me lightly stroking her pussy, Yukiko let out a sweet nasal moan of pleasure. She was still every bit as sensitive as before. After all, even though we’d only been intimate for a few days, the infertility diagnosis had caused her sex life with Saburo to dry up almost completely. Years without it would leave anyone hypersensitive.
According to what Yukiko had told me, they had been completely sexless for the three years before Saburo’s death, and even before that the frequency had been low. So her extreme sensitivity was only natural.
I teased the outer folds for a moment, then slid just the first knuckle of my index finger inside. Yukiko’s scorching pussy clamped down so hard it felt like she might cut my finger off. Even though I was barely past the entrance, the heat and pressure were incredible. No matter how many times I experienced it, Yukiko’s pussy was every bit as tight as a virgin’s.
“Haaum…! Ryuta, don’t just touch there… put it in deeper…”
With only one knuckle inside, Yukiko wore a desperate expression and twisted her hips restlessly. I pushed in two knuckles. Still not enough. I grinned as I watched her.
“Want me to give you more?”
“Mmm! Yes, more! Deeper, the deepest part is aching so badly…!”
This time I pulled back slightly before driving in not only my index finger but my middle finger as well, burying them to the third knuckle. Then I mercilessly attacked the weak spot I had discovered on her before.
“Hyaaak! No, no, it’s too… too strong! No, it feels so gooood!”
The moment I targeted her G-spot with both fingers, Yukiko clung to my arm and squirted her juices like a water pistol. She kept switching between “no” and “good,” but it was clear everything felt amazing to her. When her legs gave out from the force of her squirt, I caught her shoulders to hold her up, then gently pushed her onto the bed.
I lifted her apron, exposing her glistening pussy, and pressed my cock against it. Even though she had already come once, Yukiko lay there moving her own hips and waist, guiding my glans into her hole. Impressive. She could even do it lying down like this.
“Now you just have to move your hips, Ryuta. Stir Mommy’s precious place with your cute little chinko as much as you want.”
Yukiko looked at me with a loving, maternal face and eyes overflowing with lust. So she wanted to play the mother-son incest game? Fine. I wasn’t about to lose. I thrust my hips forward, burying my cock to the hilt.
“Hah!”
“Ugh, Mommy’s insides feel so good…!”
When I pressed my cock against her cervix and whispered into her ear, Yukiko seemed to come a little. She really liked roleplay. The more I learned about Yukiko, the more interesting attributes kept appearing. A scent fetishist and roleplay enthusiast… I wondered what would come next. For a married woman, she was surprisingly rewarding to train.
“Haaang! More, give me more. Fill Mommy’s lewd womb with every drop of Ryuta’s baby seed…!”
I was still far from climaxing, but Yukiko was already writhing her hips, begging for my cum. Maybe because she was infertile, she was incredibly eager for creampies.
From the reactions of the women I’d been with so far, I knew my semen was hot and voluminous, and they loved the feeling of being filled. Still, most women instinctively feared internal ejaculation even when they enjoyed the heat. Yukiko, however, demanded creampies almost unconditionally unless she was giving me a blowjob.
Was this how she coped with being infertile? Feeling a pang of sympathy for her, I leaned down and kissed Yukiko on the lips.
“Mmm! Ryuta’s tongue tastes so good…! Haa… mmm… mmmph, chuuu… chup!”
Yukiko greedily sucked on my tongue and hugged me tightly. As she squeezed me, I could feel her breasts being pressed flat against my chest. Too bad she was still wearing that apron. I wanted to feel her bare skin. Well, we weren’t stopping after just one round tonight. I could take it off for the second round.
We continued our passionate kiss while our hips never stopped moving. Yukiko’s pussy, which still wasn’t fully accustomed to my size, squeezed my cock as if trying to push it out with every thrust. Yet when I pulled back, it sucked me in again as if begging me to stay. Unlike the gentle, loving Yukiko who never refused my requests, her pussy was a total tsundere.
Of course, that tsundere reaction made the stimulation on my cock absolutely perfect. There was no doubt her pussy was a masterpiece. While my size made most women feel like they had divine pussies, Yukiko’s would have been incredible even without that advantage.
“Huuuung…! Haahk! I’m going to come…! Ryuta, Ryuta, I love you♥ Haung, haaang! I’m coming, I’m coming, I’m coooming♥”
“Mommy, it looks like white pee is about to come out!”
“Aaaahhh!!!”
My roleplay line, delivered perfectly to the end, made Yukiko’s eyes roll back as she reached a spectacular climax. At the same time, her pussy performed the contradictory motion of both pushing my cock out and sucking it back in. The complex, writhing movements inside her drove me over the edge, forcing me to shoot my thick white load deep into her womb.
The moment my hot cum filled her uterus and pussy, Yukiko came again. Her body trembled violently, and she looked incredibly satisfied.
“Huuung… I love you, Ryuta…♥”
Yukiko’s face, wet with tears and sweat, looked breathtakingly beautiful. More than anything, it was the loving way she gazed at me that made her so radiant.
“This time let’s take the apron off and do it completely naked, Mom♥”
“Haaung, just a little… let me rest just a little, huuung…♡”
She said she wanted to rest, but why were her eyes so obscenely seductive? Instead of listening to her words, I followed the clear intent in her gaze and stripped the apron off Yukiko.
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The soft alarm woke me. I carefully lifted Yukiko’s head from my arm and slipped a pillow underneath. The clock read five. The housekeeper would be here soon, so I needed to return to my own room.
I gave Yukiko’s lips a gentle kiss, then headed to my room. My travel bag from the Korea trip was still sitting there untouched. I really needed to unpack it. Since I was already up early, I might as well do it now.
“I was planning to sleep a little more…”
Oh well. I couldn’t just leave the bag like this. With a small sigh, I opened the travel bag and began sorting through its contents.
The worn clothes went into the laundry basket. The souvenirs for Yukiko and the others I set aside, and the Glasses of the Ruins went back to their original spot. Should I try using them on Yukiko? Since normal NPCs gain a trait every two levels, Yukiko, as director of the Talent Development Center, must have quite a few. Curious, I decided to finish unpacking first and then go see her.
“Oh, right. I also have the Juangua.”
I needed to give her the Vermilion Apricot I’d obtained in Korea. I set both the elixir and the Glasses of the Ruins aside and continued organizing. The bag had been large, but most of it was gifts and the clothes I’d worn, so the task went quickly.
As I was finishing up, I heard the front door open. The housekeeper must have arrived. I got dressed, picked up the prepared gift, and headed downstairs.
“Good morning.”
“How was your business trip?”
“It went well. Here’s a gift for you.”
The gift was a set of Korean seaweed. Even in 2053, seaweed remained a classic souvenir from a Korean trip, and it was easy to prepare. Thinking of anything else would have been too much trouble.
“You didn’t have to… Thank you, young master.”
“It’s just a small token. Today I’ll wake Mother myself, so you don’t need to. She probably… won’t be eating breakfast either.”
“I see. Thank you. I’ll still ask about breakfast once more.”
I returned to my room on the second floor, gathered the laundry along with the Juangua and the Glasses of the Ruins, and came back out. After dropping the clothes in the laundry basket, I took a cup of water and entered Yukiko’s room.
“Good thing I said I’d wake her.”
The moment I stepped inside, the room was thick with the scent of male semen and female pheromones. Just breathing it in was enough to make me hard again. If the housekeeper had come in first, she definitely would have noticed the smell and figured out what was going on between Yukiko and me. I turned on the air purifier to clear the air and opened the curtains to let in the sunlight.
“Mmm…!”
Yukiko frowned at the sunlight piercing her eyelids. I placed the Juangua, the cup of water, and the Glasses of the Ruins on the bedside table, then leaned down to kiss her. Already half-awake from the light, Yukiko naturally parted her lips when mine touched hers, and our tongues intertwined.
“Mmm…! Is this a morning kiss?”
“Yes. The housekeeper is here, but I told her I’d wake you. And here’s some water.”
“Really? Thank you.”
Yukiko took the cup I offered and drank it all in one go. After sweating and leaking so much fluid early this morning, she must have been parched.
“Have this for breakfast.”
“What is it?”
“It’s a fruit I meant to give you yesterday but forgot. It makes you prettier and slows down aging.”
At the words “prettier” and “slows down aging,” Yukiko immediately took a crisp bite. Just like Han Yugyeong, women seemed to lose their minds at the promise of becoming more beautiful. There was one left, so I could give the other to Aris.
“I’ve never tasted anything like it, but it’s really delicious?”
As expected of an elixir, the flavor was exceptional. It tasted like the perfect average of the best pineapple, peach, and apple, then multiplied by one and a half. In short, it was unbelievably good.
I watched Yukiko happily eating the Juangua with a satisfied smile, then put on the Glasses of the Ruins. I was very curious what kind of traits she possessed.
Yukiko Showing Off Her Armpits.
Yukiko in the Morning.