Rumbling, the carriage travels down an unevenly paved road.
--My ass hurts ...
Having said that, it is a relief that I has[physical enhancement], The road is not so well maintained that even with a carriage that is well-suited to an out-cast lord like me bounces around. While not as well-developed as the main roads, the roads leading to the center of the capital (laugh) of
In comparison, the road to the village of Moiré. It is very poor.
As a lord, I could spend money on the maintenance of public roads - or rather, that's my job - but unfortunately, I keep getting rejected by my over-qualified secretary ..... I can't force my way through her logically constructed report with figures based on in-depth analysis.
There's also an alternative plan, which included the use of publicly funded, regularly scheduled horse-drawn carriage transportation of supplies, and the use of a "caravan"to transport the goods. Although I am a noble and a lord capable of forcing things through, I am sure that I will surely be looked down with scorn once again.
She is a woman who was sent to a place like this after a quarrel with her superiors, even though she was so talented that she was able to get a job as a government officer in the Royal Capital. She is a woman who doesn't give a damn about anyone, even Nobels when it comes to her work. Nevertheless, if both logic and profit are on her side, it is no matter if one is a lord or not, they have no choice but to be silent.
By the way, I wouldn't fire her for that. Above all, she is excellent and not unreasonable, and as long as I don't do anything stupid on the job, she pays me the respect I deserve. Now she completes work that I can't meddle with and then reports back to me, so there's no room for me to even do anything stupid!
With this bumpy road and shaking carriage ride, Each time it bounces, I remember that I am just really a small vessel.
--Aha ah, if this was the case, I should have brought Charlotte. If so, even carriage sex was not just a dream anymore.
I was thinking to myself. But the one who is now riding in the carriage with me is....
*Glancing*
I turned my eyes to the person in question to my right.
"Is there something wrong, Master?"
.......
Yes! It's the maid! And a first-class maid, Katherine!
ＭＥＩＤＯ!? (maid) Why the ＭＥＩＤＯ is here?
I was already thinking about it when I was told about it. I had thought that Grandpa Randolph would follow me as usual - when I go to another village he has to come along with me to keep an eye on me.
Well, it's a hundred times better than being shuffled along in a carriage with that old man to the village- and besides, I don't know where that old man got the information from, but he asked.me "What is sexual art?" I was glad for my own asshole's sake that I wasn't being questioned in this enclosed space with no way of escaping.
Still - why Katherine?
Aren't you the caretaker and escort of my beloved wife Charlotte?
***
"During the Master's business trip, Mistress will be escorted by Randolph and taken care of by other maids."
Even Charlotte was surprised by that.
There was no doubt that she would have said, "I'll go with you." but she was a daughter of a noble family with a long history, even if she had regressed into a child. With Randolph standing by her side and the other maids in attendance, there was no way she was going to whine.
"We will talk about this later, Katherine"
"Of course, Mistress."
The maid, who was supposed to be Charlotte's personal maid, said with a nonchalant look on her face.
After all, it is bad to keep something on the husband and wife that you served, is it? But if Grandpa Randolph has made the decision, I have no say in the matter - and it's not easy to deal with a chief butler who is under my father's control. I'm sure my father would rather listen to Grandpa's report than mine, a problem child. Plus, there's no time, because even Charlotte would have been quick to overhear something from Katherine.
"It is the duty of a wife to take care of her husband's affairs in his absence."
She looks like a twenty-nine year old who has been asked to take care of a house for the first time .... I'm not really a fan of the idea, but to be honest, It made me feel a little excited to be out with my wife's personal maid without her eyes on me.
And that settled. So this time my escort was Katherine. The villagers will be taking care of me as usual. The various formalities and other necessary arrangements had already been completed by the government officials.
And I am the one to make sure that everything was in order.
"Ora, giddy-up."
And then we got off.
***
And I was alone with Katherine in an enclosed carriage. I sure was nervous ...--alone with the beautiful, almost expressionless assassin maid.
"No, no nothing."
I was answering Katherine next to me when she asked me in the carriage.
"I see."
she behaves as usual. But.
-- aren't you too close?
She still wears her maid's uniform. Her hair is tied up in an updo with a white brim, a symbol of a maid. The close proximity of the two of us made the airtight carriage seem to be filled with her scent.
--I can smell it from the right side.
I'm so excited my heart is about to jump out of my mouth!
I've certainly had my share of physical activities with her (oral), and I've even had her suck my dick and drink my semen. But still, in many ways, it's a little bit of a thrill to be in a carriage touching each other's shoulders without my wife's watchful eye!
This carriage is a lord's carriage, and there are seats across from each other.
But she sat next to me and even came so close to me that our shoulders were touching. After the departure, the carriage was silent for a long time. Every time the carriage rocked with a thump, I felt her weight on me and my weight on her.
Oh no, this is a real affair trip....
What am I supposed to do ..... and why is Katherine really accompanying me? She seemed to be interested in the sexual arts, but she wouldn't come until she get pushed right? I don't know her well enough to say that.
Right, so what can I talk about? I can ask about my wife childhood, but somehow I feel it would be wrong to talk about another woman when I am alone with her. But that would make me sound like I am interested of Katherine, ....
No, well, I am not wrong.
I could feel her calm breathing from our shoulders, I was worried that she might feel my ragged breathing - or, if she was as skilled as she was, with the "presence sense" skills of a first-class maid, she might be able to feel my heart racing. I am not surprised that she could sense the sweat in my palms.
"Desmond-sama."
"Hya ... oh, what, Katherine."
Oh crap, that sounded weird. Dignity of the lord, dignity of the lord .... I know that in front of Katherine, such thing is just a thin piece of paper but I'm not going to lose it.
I then struggle to hold it up so that it doesn't blow away.
"Does Desmond-sama have any sexual desire for me at this moment?"
"――――――"
"Your breathing and heart rate have both increased, your pupils are dilated, your nostrils flared, your body temperature has increased, and the smell of your sweat has changed. And there is a faint aroma, like when you were with Charlotte-sama."
--Seriously!?
I'm certainly getting a little blood there, but not enough of an erection to call it a boner, though my core is lightly hardened. This maid .... is she inviting me?
"...... Katherine, do you want to do it with me?"
"...... it seems so ."
"........." --Cross counter!
"But I do not want the Master's illegitimate children. I have noticed that the Master has been keeping women and maids away from his immediate surroundings since the first time I saw you. The same is true even now that Master has learned the sexual art and awakened to the sexual desire. Perhaps, Master does not want Mistress to see a woman conceived by his seed. Although the Mistress may say that it's okay if it really happens ...
Under normal circumstances, it is unacceptable to waste the seed of an noble and to not accept it in the vagina. However, Master seems to be able to ejaculate many times.
If you would allow me to do so, would you be willing to perform the sexual art on me as well? Since the day I drank your semen, the flame that lit up in my womb has only grown larger and, inevitably, it will not be quenched."
-- so Katherine told me with her narrow brown eyes. Her beautiful face was nearly expressionless, as usual, but the "gleam" in her eyes ... was a little more than that.
"Is that why you followed me today ...?"
"Yes, it is indeed shameless but it is true. I would like to ask Master to perform the sexual art on me and get used to performing it on women other than Mistress. That was approved by Mistress earlier as well. And Mistress will become more accustomed to punishing Master by doing so, and the future of the two of you will be smooth--"
What a naughty idea of a maid to let her Master get punished. I am so glad you are my wife's maid! .... I think I already talked about this.
-- Katherine looked over, though it was the first time I had seen her that way.
"Is there something wrong?" I kept my voice as gentle as possible.
"...... Nothing...."
the weight on my right feels a little heavier and keener.
Thump, thump, thump.
I could feel my and Katherine's heartbeats getting closer to the rhythm as the carriage bounced.
"This is only a pretense. And I'm a crafty woman."
"......"
"If Master refuses, I will simply back out of this. However, if you will allow me to do so, I would like to at least drink your semen, ...."
"......"
"So Master? Would you like to?"
A cold, beautiful maid gently peeks in. Katherine is still nearly expressionless as usual. But even I can tell that her eyes are shaking with worry, even if I don't have as much sensing skill as she does.
--I honestly don't know why she is like this.
I can think of a number of reasons, but I wonder if that is all it takes for women to react this way. To put it bluntly, based on the sexual environment of this world and my experience in my previous life, I have no idea. But what I do know is that
This first-class maid is in heat because of me.
I put my right hand on Katherine's shoulder.
twitch.
There seemed to be a small shudder, though she did not respond.
"I'm sorry, I guess I've caused Katherine some trouble."
"No, nothing like that ...."
With this sweet face, blonde hair, blue eye, and Nobel mask that I didn't even dream of after I changed my life, I stared at the maid who was shaken by my words.
"Then I'll take the responsibility."
"Master .... Thank you."
Then I scooped up her shapely chin with my left hand.
I was glad she didn't reject me, though I couldn't help but feel a bit nervous
"You can just drink my semen if you want, unless---"
I moved my lips closer to hers.
"No, no, wait, the kiss is ...."
"Is it no good?"
You're okay with a blowjob but not kissing? You allow the body but not the mind?
Or is she feels bad for my wife? ......Sorry!
I gulped hard.
"No, it is not. And there is no way I would refuse to do what your Master wants. I'm the one who asked you to perform the sexual art on me...."
I have never seen her say it in such a brusque manner, but, as if she had made up her mind.
"It was not until the moment I kissed master - that I became clearly aware that I was developing a sexual desire as well. Our lips touched, our tongues touched, and I "felt" him. That is why. I wanted to serve master penis like Mistress did...."
I felt a rush of delight down my back.
"Ah...."
Despite being stopped once, I pulled Katherine's chin up, which I still scooped up with my left hand - and then our heartbeats synced.
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