The sun was just past its zenith when Matsuo and I set for the hills above the estate.
He silently led the way as I inhaled the sharp fragrance of the midday air. After we rounded a small grove, hiding my house from the view, Matsuo stopped and, turning to me, bowed deeply.
"Master, I thank you again for honoring my plea," he said, his voice full of emotion. "I'm truly in your debt."
"Let's not talk about it anymore, my dear Matsuo," I replied, nodding slightly in acknowledgment. "Your daily effort to keep the household running is gratitude enough. If I can help you and your wife, so I shall."
He straightened, his eyes glistening. "Oh, master…" he uttered.
We walked some more, as I was thinking about how sex in the middle of the day wasn't my favorite thing. I mean, it all depended, but generally speaking, late afternoons and early nights were made for passion. Mornings were the best for gathering your desire. And the middle of the day… well, for building it up.
Finally, we reached a wide meadow stretching up the hill ahead of us. The grass swayed in the breeze, clusters of wildflowers sprinkled here and there. Near one side of the meadow was a flimsy temporary summer tent made of canvas, with a small thatched roof.
"This is the place," said Matsuo, approaching the tent. He gave a quick glance inside, then turned back to me. "Azusa is waiting for you inside."
He placed the bamboo flask he was carrying on the hay-strewn floor of the tent. "Make some tea for his lordship first," he told his wife. "I'll leave you to it." He held the flap of the tent open for me to step through. "I'll stand guard nearby."
It was a little cooler inside the tent, but a strong scent of herbs and freshly cut grass lingered from the outdoors. In the middle of the hay floor sat a little woman in a thin kimono. Her elegant posture was in sharp contrast with the rugged surroundings of a field tent.
Matsuo's wife's features were simple, but the curves outlined by her clothing were pleasing.
She bowed as I entered.
"Hello, master," she uttered in a hushed voice.
"Hello, Azusa-dono."
I looked around me in search of a cleaner spot.
"Please, use this pillow," she said, pulling out a small pillow and handing it to me.
I lowered myself onto it, knees bent. Azusa bowed again and poured me some tea, her hands a little unsteady.
"Please take a moment to rest, my lord," she murmured.
I took the cup and gazed at her, taking a few sips. Her small frame seemed both fragile and graceful.
"Are you ready for the ritual your husband asked me to perform?" I asked her after a few moments.
"Yes, my lord," she replied, her face flushing as she bowed again.
"Very well," I said, setting aside the cup. "Come closer."
She moved with her pillow, as instructed, her chest rising and falling quickly. I ran my hand over her neck and shoulders, feeling the slight trembling of her body. The feel of her skin stirred me.
"Help me prepare my essence," I said, standing up and opening my kimono. "Open your mouth."
I put my cock into her mouth, and she bobbed on it awkwardly. It become quickly evident to me that Matsuo wasn't getting great blowjobs, poor fellow.
I thought of how nice it would be to have the little minx Keiko helping me here. They looked somewhat alike, Matsuo's wife and Keiko, except Keiko was much prettier and sultrier.
The thought of the sexy concubine helped as my cock stiffened, making Azusa gag a little. I leaned in and untied her sash. I bared her breasts, and was happy with the sight. The mounds were full and pliable.
I slid my cock between her breasts, guiding her hands to squeeze them together. Her saliva, spread on the cock, allowed me to thrust comfortably.
"Stick your tongue out," I ordered her, and she started licking the tip of my cock every time it jutted out from between her breasts.
I felt ready to start my deed.
Reaching with my hand between her legs, I circled around her clit and down to her pussy. Azusa was already getting wet.
"Get on all fours," I told her.
As I kept thinking of Keiko's tight body, I bared Azusa's behind and pushed her legs apart.
"I will enter you now," I said.
"Yes, master," I heard her soft voice and her head dropped a little in anticipation.
After circling her pussy lips again with my fingers, feeling the opening, I pushed the tip of my cock inside.
Azusa gasped loudly, her muscles clenching around me.
"Relax your body," I commanded before pushing all the way in.
She was pretty tight. Or maybe Matsuo's cock was small. Either way, she moaned loudly as I penetrated her.
I held her hips firmly, pushing them against mine as I thrust slowly at first, gradually gathering speed.
I reached out with my hand once more and flicked her clit a few times. In response, she convulsed, muttering something, her pussy instantly getting wetter.
"Show me how much you want my essence," I said, pounding harder.
"Oh," she moaned. "My flower needs your essence like the earth needs the rain." She panted. "Master, you're making my flower bloom like never before…"
I squeezed her hips. The woman could've probably learned to talk quite dirty, if she had been taught well. I felt my climax building.
"Then you shall receive it," I groaned and slapped my hips into hers fiercely as my cum began to shoot into her womb.
"Sweet heaven!" she cried out, trembling like a leaf, her pussy walls clenching around my cock.
I felt my warm cum pooling inside her as I kept thrusting. I felt satisfied. Maybe she was a good lay, after all.
Slowing down, I ran my hands over her hips and butt, feeling her heated flesh.
"When I withdraw, turn around quickly but carefully and lie on your back," I told her.
She did as instructed, wrapping herself in her kimono.
"Make sure to keep your legs elevated until you absorb my essence," I said, tying my belt. "Goodbye."
She gave me a soft smile. "Thank you, master."
As I left the tent, Matsuo quickly approached me, looking all flustered. He bowed deeply again before speaking.
"Thank you, master, for everything," he exclaimed. "Allow me to accompany you back to the house."
I shook my head. "No, I'll get back by myself, Matsuo-dono. You stay here with your wife and make sure she doesn't get up too soon."
"Of course, of course," he muttered. "Thank you, master."
I waved him goodbye and set off back to the estate, wondering how I would feel if Azusa actually gave birth to my child. Would I care? How did my sex life become all about children anyway? Oh well…