Chapter 169 – Annoying Attention

It’s like a different world somewhere.
That was my impression when I entered Mr. Blan’s house.
If the usual world was peaceful and colorless, now it felt like a dreamy feeling, as if pink light was gently swirling around.

It’s not just my perception that’s different.
A strange scent, different from before, lingers in the room.
It’s not that I don’t like the smell, but it smells nice, but something doesn’t feel right.

And at this moment, more than anything else, an absolute existence against my stability. Mr. Claire goes into the living room first, then sticks out his face by the door, laughs and hides again.
His heart, which had previously been beating wildly, pounded his chest so much that it hurt.

“Sup. Whoa.”

I inhaled deeply and exhaled.
My head, which had been tasted with excitement and excitement, seemed to feel refreshed and calm.
In the meantime, the sudden embarrassment that comes to mind.
In a situation like this, shame would be a dog drip, but the guy was quiet.
This guy is oddly quiet whenever he comes to this house.

One step.
I took a contradictory step that felt both heavy and light and entered the living room.
Well, even if I beat myself up, there won’t be anything special.

It’s probably game settings like last time, and it’s enough to say that you won’t play undressing games like you promised before.
Moving like that, the living room we arrived at was, as expected, a game board spread out.
After exhaling half relieved and half regretful, my eyes looked for Claire who was right next to me.
She covered her body with her curtains and smiled at me with only her face peeking out.

“Where did you hide?”
“…”

Claire, do you think I’m a child?
Elter. No, more than that, I approached Mr. Claire with a wry smile as he called me in a tone you would use when playing with a child.

“Huh~? Where did you hide?”
“Well, where should I go?”

I was subtly excited by the premonition that I would be eaten, but I lost steam.
Still, I thought I was lucky and decided to give this prank a go.
Pretend to look around and cautiously close the distance.
It’s something I wouldn’t normally do, but I wasn’t aware of it.

Close the distance close to the curtain like that… I flinch at the sweet and strange scent that pierces my nose. And in order not to show it, I deliberately smiled wide and yew! I pretended to be a monster and spread my hands to attack him.

“Found!”
“Kyaa~”

Claire answered playfully, curling up her curtains a bit and crouching down.
And. Really cute.
I’m a monster attacking a slender girl, or a scoundrel trying to attack a cunning married woman…
…Not this…
Anyway, as if he had become such a villain, he pounced on her and undid her curtains.

And.

“…”

I’m at a loss for words.
Just like him, Claire-san in front of me was not wearing normal clothes.
Not even wearing underwear.
Black bikini.
It is also very narrow in area.
Even so, it wasn’t a swimsuit close to that of a prostitute that could only barely cover her nipples and pussy, but it was a normal swimsuit and a swimsuit that looked like something out of a manga. It is a swimsuit with a small area enough to be said to be located in between.

I was honestly impressed.
Claire’s body was so erotic.
I thought it was more erotic to wear thick clothes before, but my thoughts were short.
Ms. Claire was a married woman who was full of charm in her own way, both in and out of clothes.

Her breasts rose up straight and firm, arousing curiosity about what it would be like to touch them, her thin waist was free of flab, and the bottom of her hips was voluptuous.
There is a dot in the middle of the chest, in a position that is never visible when wearing a top, and that is subtly, no, very attractive.
The buttocks were voluptuous enough to make you want to grab them, especially that hill protruding from the swimsuit…

“Gulp.”
“Kyaa~ I got caught~”

Unlike me, who has lost my composure and stiffened, Claire still sticks to her mischievous attitude and gently hugs me.
Due to the difference in their height, the crown of her head was visible, and then suddenly she lifted her head and their eyes met hers, which she gently lifted.
When I clicked again, Claire’s mouth opened wide and she smiled strangely.

“So, what will happen to me who got caught? Mr. Dre.”
“Hmm.”

Let’s calm down.

Whoa.

Take a deep breath. It’s a deep breath.
Barely calming himself, he reached out to get Claire away, holding back his erect cock as much as possible.
But while I was contemplating whether it was okay to touch my bare skin, Mr. Claire said eight. And hugged me tighter.

“Claire-san. What is this…”

She replied in a coquettish voice to me who barely managed to squeeze her voice out.

“The game we played the other day. There was no decision, right?
“…”
“I’m shy about wearing underwear, so I tried on a swimsuit. How is it? Is it pretty?”
“That… Well.”

Silence.

To be honest, it was so erotic that I wanted to jump on it right away, press it to the floor, climb on top, and shake my waist, but I can’t say that.
There were many things I wanted to ask.
Last time I only took off the top, but now why are you taking off the bottom as well… Or something
As we were silent, Mr. Claire spoke in a sullen voice.

“Was the aunt too indulgent?”
“No, not at all. She’s hotter than any woman I’ve ever seen… Not. Um.”
“Aha. I’m glad.”

She lifts her finger and tickles my chest.

“Be strong.”
“…”
“…Dressy.”
“Yes yes.”
“Take it off.”
“…!”

What does this mean
Claire-san smiled at me with my eyes dilated in surprise.

“Mr.
“Ah.”

The question was resolved in a number of ways.
About what this person just said and the reason why he is taking off his bottom.
At that time, Mr. Claire took off his socks as well, but since he doesn’t wear socks now, he must have taken off his bottoms instead… No, the calculation is weird.
Calculations are completely up to you, so that’s why I love it.
She called herself an ajumma, but if you look at her face, she would look like my age, younger than me.
She had a face like that and showed off insanely alluring skin, and she honestly loved it.
It can’t be good.

She was so voluptuous that I couldn’t look down.
If I looked at this body properly… She would hug me right away and kiss her.

Earlier, Ms. Claire was hugging me lightly, and my voluptuous breasts were pressed against me, so I felt the heavenly touch, but it was visually safe.

“Huh? Huh? Hurry up and take it off, let’s play the game again.”

Woo woo woo.

Oh that’s crazy
This… Lewd bitch…!!
You don’t even know how much patience I have…!
Shall I rape you?
Shall I make this woman who looks down on men cry…?

…No. Why am I like this?
Clearly, the accident is strange.
But it’s not that I didn’t use weakness or skills like that…
However, it was clear that this space itself was strange.
Recognizing that, I barely spoke while repeating that the current self was not the real me.

“I have no intention of playing the undressing game this time. So, the clothes…”

I wanted to ask him to wear it, but the back words couldn’t come out of my mouth.
I wanted to knock this lewd married woman down and criticize her right away, and throw my cock into her pussy, which was sure to be as lewd as her crushing temper.

“Um~?”

Claire raised her hand and tickled my lower abdomen, above my groin and lower belly.
In an urge that I don’t know if it’s a sense of crisis that my hand might go down at any moment, or excitement, I hugged the woman in front of me.

“Kyaa…!”
“Hoo-wook. Whoo-wook…”

Slightly surprised, she laughed bashfully.

“Uh-huh. Mr. Dre. You must be having a hard time. Are you short of breath?”

Ha. He took a breath and put his hands on my back and put them in my ears.

“Where have you been exercising?”
“…”
“After working out, why don’t you do one more healthy exercise?”

Every time she whispers in my ear, her body trembles and momentarily tries to get a loud erection.
Enduring patience, I spoke in a ferocious voice that had no room at all.

“Please put on your clothes.”
“Um~”

Unable to bear the touch of her dense body hugging her, Claire groaned as if dissatisfied when she let go of her body, then smiled.

“Okay!”

To her great gratitude, she obediently went to her own room to get dressed, humming her Lulu her song.

“…Whew..”

She sighed and sat down on the floor.
It would have been really dangerous.

We need to quickly talk about Mr. Blan’s arm and get out of this house.
Otherwise, you might be seriously eaten.
Let’s keep her calm until she gets back.
I thought about whether to kill the excitement by masturbating, but these days, no matter how much I jerk, my cock won’t die, so it seems to be useless.

“Mr. Dre~”
“?!”

What’s so fast?
She thought it would take more than ten minutes, but she came back super fast.
Besides, this costume was also quite risky.

Off-the-shoulder sleeveless knitted sweater. And a skirt that was so short that it looked like a miniskirt.
The sweater, which was so thin that it even peeked out to her collarbone, was too erotic.
Honestly, it was more destructive to me than the swimsuit earlier, but unlike the previous one where everything was exposed, the embarrassing part was exposed only in the armpit, so it was perfect for my taste.

Personally, a married woman thinks that such clothes are the most appropriate.
Clothes that show off the secret skin of the chest and shoulders in a soft-looking fabric…

A child, a woman with a husband, doesn’t care about other people’s eyes, or secretly wears erotic clothes without knowing it… Damn good

I had a slight erection.
My pants are already screaming because it’s not so much because of the cock.

Let the erection settle down.

But Mr. Claire wouldn’t wait until I made my cock smaller.
Lightly. But he definitely came up to me, sat down next to me, and gently brushed the side of my hair.
Thanks to that, the erotic armpits are slightly exposed, and the dot on the side of the chest is also slightly visible.

Oh shit
The erection got even bigger.
Why do you have a dot like that?

“I can’t help it if you don’t like the game. Shall we talk then?”
“Yes. That’s right.”
“By the way Mr. Dre.”
“Yes yes?”

While answering to hide his erection, Mr. Claire hurriedly got up and stood behind the sofa, smiling at me.

“Can I ask you a favor?”
“Ask?”
“Yes. I was wondering if you could massage my shoulders.”
“A shoulder…?”
“Yes. I’ve been so tired lately… I know it’s rude, but what can I do?”

My eyes opened slightly, and I gulped again.
As if accelerating my condition, Mr. Claire spoke in a bewitching voice.

“If you knead it, I’ll give you a present too.”
“…”
“Yes?”
“Okay. Instead, the gift is fine.”
“Oh, that’s possible… Uh-heung..♡”
“…!’

The moment I put my hand on his shoulder to finish it quickly and go back, I heard a very erotic moan.

“I’m sorry… My shoulders are so stiff that I stop without realizing it…”
“No. Let’s begin.”

He moved his hand as he gulped the saliva in his mouth.
Possession of the index finger. And let’s knead it passively using the thumb and four fingers. . A pleasant moan escaped her lips.

As she leaned back on her sofa as if to surrender, she felt her body loosen up.
This time, she opened her palm and buried her hand even deeper into her shoulder… I realized.

The area of ​​the sweater is small, so I can reach her bare skin.
Her possession was barely within reach, but the strange excitement of massaging the bare skin of a married woman while the two of them were indoors engulfed her body.

“Ah, uhm. Haout…!”
“…”

Of course, massage is only pleasant, but… It sounds like coquettishness when you do it, so I can’t calm down.
Her back was turned and my lower body was hidden by the sofa, so I got an erection on my own at her relief, and my cock was bulging upwards.

Aware of the swelling of the pre-cum, he quietly turned his gaze to the destructively gigantic breasts rising over his shoulder.
The end is bulging out…
…Oh wait.
Why are you bulging out?
No bra. Is it?

“Mr. Dre.”
“Yes.”

Claire-san giggles at what’s interesting.

“What happened to your husband’s arm?”

Once again, the emotions of half relief and half regret are swirling.

I felt at the same time the thought that I could leave this house safely by changing the topic like this, and the regret that I was going to go on like this.
Dispelling my stupid thoughts, I briefly explained that I hadn’t made much progress.
However, he also added that the possibility of Mullin’s help in the future has increased…
About 5 minutes in time. At that time, I don’t know how much time has passed.

“Hauuuuu!”
“…”

I can’t answer.
Her mouth is overflowing with saliva, and if she opens her mouth, the pronunciation will leak, which will be very embarrassing.

“How, uh…De, Mr. Dre. You’re really good at massage…”
“Is that so.”

She barely answered as she drank the drool.

“Yeah… Her hands are, too, big—-, hot… So it’s better than what her husband did…”

Cry. The cock expands.
Don’t be mistaken.
It’s a misleading statement, but it’s a thoughtless statement… It’s cock die.
Get rid of your bad thoughts.

“Whoop whoop.”
“…?”
“No. Whoop… This situation…Whoop. It’s a bit strange.”
“Awesome…?”
“Yeah. Yeah, this is usually the situation… With the husband’s friend and a married woman skin-to-skin in a room where no one else is… It’s amazing… You get dirty thoughts…?”
“…”

Nobody home? Elter too?
And what do I mean by saying this?
Huh? What is it, this lewd bitch… Not.

“Whoa…Whoa…Hands…Nice…♡”
“!!”

Mr. Claire, who lifted her slender hand and placed it on my shoulder, and before I knew it, on my two hands, which were caressing my bare skin instead of the top of my clothes, gently stroking it.

“Whoops. Mr. Dre. Your hands are dirty…♡”
“…”
“It’s a strange idea, whoa…Doing… Whoa…Isn’t it?”
“This… Is a strange idea…”
“Huh-huh. That’s right. Something like that.”
“…That kind of thing…”
“…Making a baby?♡”
“…!”

Fuck.

I barely held back the pre-cum coming out to the level of ejaculation.
Can I be so mean?
The air in the room turns hot and hazy like an aphrodisiac.
No conversation, only the sound of each other’s heavy breathing echoed through the room.
In my head, my reason screamed to leave the room quickly, but my body didn’t move at all.

No, that’s incorrect.
It wasn’t just that he didn’t take a step, his hand was arbitrarily narrowing the distance towards his chest.

“Out huh…Ang♡ aang♡ huhu, Mr. Dre. Hands…Sexy..♡Sexy♡”
“Haha. Haha. Whoop..”

It became very difficult to breathe.
I wonder if Claire can feel my snort too. I’m just going to increase my laughter.

“Aha. Mr. Dre. You seem to be having a hard time. This time, I’ll give you a massage…”

Ah. Ruined.

Claire-san’s eyes turned. He found my cock poking on the couch.
Mr. Claire, who saw the upper part of the meat stick and the glans shining with pre-cum coming out of his pants … Raised his eyes.

I don’t know why.
However, I felt like a heart was floating in my eyes…

“Huh..!”

Gasped for breath
It had to be.
Her hands touched the protruding cock.
Claire slowly moved each of his fingers to his cock as if he were handling his valuables.

“Oh, Mr. Claire…! There, this is…!”
“Yes. I’m sorry Mr. Dre.”
“Yes yes?”
“I thought I had no charms… But you really excited me♡”
“…Properly?”

What does this mean
Did you really get me excited?
Are you admitting that you have charm, that you seduced me?

“Ah. It was a mistake. I didn’t know that you would be excited about a woman like this… ♡ I never imagined that she would suffer like this… ♡”

Where to lie… I thought so, but I was in no position to say anything.

“Keugh!”

She couldn’t be silent either.
Claire-san moved her hand holding his cock little by little.

Widely. Widely. Widely.

“Oh, Mr. Claire! Enough…”
“No. I made this, so I have to take responsibility and put it down.”
“No, this, this. So morally…”
“It’s not dangerous at all. Is this a massage?”

At that time, Claire-san licked her lips with her tongue.
He looked at his cock as if he was loving it, and the moment he gripped the cock a little harder and took a quick glance… His head writhing with pleasure to the point of being burned.

“Keugh…!”
“Aha. I must be in a good mood. My massage.”

It’s not a massage
But I couldn’t put it into words.
Because I was afraid that this pleasure would end.

…I’m afraid? I?
It’s funny

Have to teach
The meaning that seduced me to this married woman with a lewd and vulgar body. For that price.
As she implanted my seed in her womb.

…
…
No. No.
Fuck you, get your mind right.

She is not another woman, she is a married woman, her husband is her husband.
Besides, Mr. Blan, who believed in me and made me endure when no one believed in me…

So you’re getting worse?
Lay it down and fuck

It was disgraceful for a moment, but it wasn’t.
It was my own voice.
Grinding my teeth and enduring the urge to pull down my pants, the moment I repeat that this is no good.

Tring!

Uh. What.

[Skill Beast. Win. Anger is activated.]

No fuck

No.