"Mrs. Charlotte, do you have any children yet?"
"I'm sorry, Mother-in-law..... Please wait a little longer...."
"Oh, I see you're still planning to have the baby."
Peter's mother-in-law, whom I had married, asked me the same question as usual. I could only bite my lip, look down, and apologize.
Ah Yes, the daughter of the venerable Earl of Terrace couldn't possibly be a mischievous seed thief, could she? But it has been four years since you were married. And now that the concubine has given birth to a child...
She stared at me with scorn.
I never imagined that the day would come when I would be looked at like this. And then...
My husband appeared from the other side of the hallway, "Mother, you're here."
"Oh, Peter."
"I'm looking for you, Thomas wants to see you."
"Oh, I'm sorry for that. Anyway, there is a person who had to be more disciplined than my grandchildren."
"I'm sorry. I haven't handled her well."
"No, you're not bad at all, you sheltered me, getting a grandson as gentle but full of valor as you" She glanced at me.
"I'm happy. It is my duty and happiness to give birth to excellent children as a noblewoman, Oh, how happy I am."
I clenched my fists, but Peter, my husband, did not say a word. He didn't even give me a second glance and looked at my mother-in-law.
"My second wife is pregnant. Now I can give you my seed for a while, do you want it?"
My husband said without even looking at me.
I bit my lip and said
"Yes, Peter, I would like to have your seed, if you don't mind."
"All right, I'll be there when I can. Apply the lotion first make sure you have plenty. It's better to get it in and off so there's no time wasted."
"Yes, thank you. Thank you very much. I'll get it ready.
"If you want to thank me, then conceive. It's a disgrace to my family that my legal wife has no children. good grief, the elder sister and little sister are the same, This generation of Terrace women is a bad breed. My condolences to Earl Terrace...or is this a conspiracy against my family by Earl Terrace?"
"No, that would never happen!"
"Don't raise your voice at me, noblewoman," he said, his voice colder and sharper than a needle. "Shame on you. If you're so inclined, then conceive quickly. A woman who does not conceive is nothing but a burden. You should be prepared to be sent home if you don't."
"... Yes, I'm aware of that."
" Humph."
He snorts and he's gone.
My pride as the second daughter of the Earl of Terrace would not allow me to cry here. I went back to my room and applied some lotion to my womanhood with Katherine cheering me up. However, Peter did not visit my room that day.
At that time I knew.
--He is not my prince.
...
A small bird sings a poem in the cheerful morning sunshine. The cute little bodies of the birds themselves seem to become musical notes, playing the tune of the early spring awakening.
"Ummm..."
Charlotte, a wavy platinum blonde beauty who may be twenty-nine years old, but looks about twenty, or even younger than she did yesterday, woke up.
Her emerald eyes fluttered on the bed sheet, soaked with water.
"Hyah!!...D..D..D..Desmond-sama!?"
I began to ramble, realizing that I had fallen asleep in his arms. clinging to him. I remembered that he had held me two days in a row and that we had shared a bed together until morning.
*foosh, foosh*!
her turns so red that it starts to steam.
However, he was still asleep.
It was understandable. Even though he is a nobleman who boasts a large amount of magic power and rarely gets sick, if he puts all of his magic power into his balls and pours it into her, he is bound to oversleep. It is usually on the battlefield and in extreme situations where life and death are at stake when a nobleman strives until his magic power runs out. That's what he did last night, he tried to ravish her, to impregnate her.
Her ex-husband, Peter, had never done that to her, not even when they were newly married and when she began trying various therapies because she was having trouble conceiving.
*Mnyu*
And the twenty-nine year old's lips would twist into a pout.
"Desmond-sama ... chu, chu, m~~~, chu. --Hmm."
When he didn't seem to wake up, Charlotte rain kisses on him with her plump, fresh petal-like lips. *chu chu* *suck suck* she kept sucking on it. She giggled like a little girl and licked her lips with a bit of a thoughtful look. Her face turns bright red as she starts to wriggle and shake.
"Dear Desmond, I love you so much." *chu*
I can't even tell you how many times I've kissed him in the morning.
"Ugh, Charlotte. ..."
She panicked. "Whew! Ah?"
"...? Are you still sleeping? You're asleep and you're calling my name ...."
When I came to that realization.
～～～～～～! ～～～～! ～～～～～!
I pressed my face against his chest, wriggling myself against his stomach.
～～～～! ～～～～～～!
*guri guri*
*guri, guri, guri*
*guri-guri-guri* ～～～～!
It seems the waves have finally subsided.
"Puh-uh!"
I exhaled.
Apparently, she buried her face in his armpit and inhaled as well.
"Uwa~ It's so good..."
--'I wonder what else should I do.' This is definitely a question that should not be raised in a maiden's mind.
Then.
"What?"
She has found it, towering majestically. The emerald eyes of a curious twenty-nine year old began to sparkle innocently.
She stared at it intently and reached out her hand to it.
*tsun-tun*
*throb throb !*
"Oh, dear! It worked....this thing was.....in me yesterday" She remembers something, and her face is bright red. Then she continues poking. "Wow, wow, wow...the tip is poofy, the long part is hard...is this a blood vessel...? The shape is strange.....This is what makes me feel good, isn't it? Oh, this's the wicked part. the one that looks like a mushroom umbrella..."
*--Tsun-Tsun*
*Twitching*
--This is getting interesting. *poke, poke, poke*
*poke, poke, poke*
---- Whoa!?
..,
Okay...let's talk about what just happened!
I was sleeping comfortably, but then my thing suddenly felt good and starting to stands. I felt so good that I thought I had a wet dream. I tried to wake up with a very languid body - my arms were numb, much like after falling asleep with my arms as pillows in the middle of class.
--My beloved wife is in my arms, completely bare, her big bare breasts squeezed together, and she was giggling like a fairy as she poked my manhood with her innocent face.
Na..., I don't think you know what I'm talking about. I didn't know what's going on at first either. I felt like my head and my son was going to give out...It's not about she has a sex drive or not, it's not that simple. I think I've just tasted a glimpse of something even scarier....
Yesterday, I shot until my magic was completely drained, so I died on my stomach... Is this a posterior death? I don't think so. ( However, I don't know how to read the letters...) --I don't think I've come to heaven, and the goddess has appeared to me for my next incarnation. Maybe they are helping me get rid of the sin of my previous life. Or maybe this is hell disguised as heaven. I think I'm tasting the torment of a too-sweet hell. --I didn't have a lot of time to think about it. --but isn't it just like a fantasy?.
I imagine, innocent little girl, who had innocently said she was going to sleep with her uncle, woke up one step ahead of me, found my untimely morning-wood, stripped my underwear, and said, "What's this uncle? It's a funny shape, but it twitches and it's fun to touch. *poke poke*
I don't think I could have survived the immoral overload of this situation.
And then, when I became calm, I would loudly argue that there was nothing wrong or contradictory about the fact that the person I was doing this to was my beloved wife, and that it was okay to play a little naughty prank on her.
"What! Wow, it suddenly started jumping around. Maybe I touched it too much and it broke...."
--Yes, yes, this is also the best part of the ignorance shtick!
Charlotte became like a kitten as she moaned and squirmed between her legs with a faint pleasure welling up in her... You may be older than me in this life, but to me, you are a kitten forever. (What do you think? Do you like this line? It was something that I would never have said in my original world, and if it had been me in my previous life, I would have been in serious trouble immediately, unless it was the blonde-haired, blue-eyed, handsome aristocrat mask of this life.) She was eager to tweak my chubby snot.
"Wha, what should I do....because of my mischief, Desmond-sama's thing is..."
――Unun, That's right, because you mischief my thing won't stop bouncing. You're a bad girl, Charlotte. You're a bad girl, come on, do it more *twitch* twitch* *shake shake*
"Hawawa~"
I couldn't put on a happy face because I still pretending to sleep, but I couldn't stop myself from gushing, even though it was a very naughty act like a child. But suddenly, I had a premonition that came into my mind with the breeze. It was a kind of godsend, something I couldn't resist...
--if you try to fix it by grabbing on it, or sucking it, or ...
"Hold on, Mr. pee-pee !!"
Wha!...
"Uuuuu!" I was so shocked that I jolted up my waist.
"Kyaan!"
It was a shame that my arm pulled away from her along with her screams, but this, combined with the shock, was totally my own fault.
"I'm good, I'm good! Charlotte!"
--I mean, what did this girl just say? Mr. pee-pee? A twenty-nine year old beauty? I'm gonna have to forgive her even if she squeezing me like that! Thank you very much.
I don't care if she's a fool.
"Ahh! I'm sorry, Desmond-sama....I don't think you're awake..." And her pretty face turned bright red. "Oh, no, no, no! If you're awake, you should have told me..."
Oof, cute. I think any man can understand how I feel.
But to have such a pretty wife in this situation and before that, including me in my previous life, is just a fantasy. And I think her previous husband was an idiot to bring such a pretty woman back home just because she couldn't have children.
I'm not going to give it to you when you come back and find out how cute she is.
I caught her by the shoulders and held her close to me, and put my lips to her ear, as she flinched in shame but never backed away from my arms.
"I was so happy to see Charlotte so crazy about my son, it was insanely cute. I'm so glad you like it so much."
"Uh-oh...."
I rub my wife's buttocks while stroking her smooth, aching body with my hands. Then, I sweep inward.
*grin*
And the smile on my face is just like that of an erotic old man.
"No, you can't.....Desmond-sama...
When she writhes adorably, I can only assume that she is inviting me to do more. I slipped it in.
"You're wet. I wonder what Charlotte was imagining while she played with my sleeping pee-pee?
"No, no, no...I didn't imagine anything. I'm not imagining anything.
"But Charlotte is the one who did it."
--Un, that was a real pain....
I rubbed the faintly honeyed crack and played with it. The sound of her panting breath was too much to resist. "If you want to touch it that badly, you can. You can touch it if you want to, but don't do it too hard like you did before. It's sensitive, so be gentle....
She was a little scared, but I made her twitch. I'm sure she's thrilled to be in my arms, but I'm not going to let her forget that she threw a fireball at me once before.
--I'll be careful not to get carried away....