Chapter 11: Kouta takes an important call

I was given two wonderful ecchi experiences today from my girlfriend.

First an exhilarating no-panty play, and then a private look at two wonderful scenic mountains, as I rested on a heavenly plateau.

While the date could have done with a little less coercion into a sexual romp.  I was satisfied by it’s outcome.

I learned that Nakada-san is a far more sexual creature than I thought.  The reason for it appears to be some trauma in the past.  Somehow I am related to it, but try as I might, I can’t remember seeing that gyaru before beginning high-school.

She also didn’t want to open up about it, saying I should properly try and remember.  

Yet I can’t remember what it is that I have forgotten.

Today was a company day, so Michio-senpai would be at work until 8pm or so.  I’ll have to wait until later to call him, and have a talk.

I could text, but it’s important, and I prefer to talk rather than text.  Senpai might be an otaku like me, but he is surprisingly wise, and when I hear him say it properly, I can understand what he wants to impart to me better than any text.

Tomorrow is Saturday, so I want to leave home early, and avoid even seeing my father.

I’m still mad.

Whether I’m more mad that he was screwing Nakada-san or betraying my mother, I don’t know.

I believed in my family up until now, but it seems that I may need to reassess my relations.

For my father to do that, was it because of my mother?

It might be right to understand the situation.

Nakada-san suggesting the 3p, made me wonder, if with mom being gone so long, if she hadn’t also cheated on dad, or if maybe she for some reason I can’t understand, gave him permission?

I want to tell senpai what I saw.

Maybe he will have an answer for me.

For now, I put in my headphones, and get to work on building the GUI framework for the game.

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My phone buzzes, so I reach for it to see who’s calling.

[Incoming call:  Miyajima Kimiko]

I answer it.

“Yo~ssu Kocchi-kun”

“Miyajima-san, good evening.”

“So, how did the date go?”

“I managed to protect my chastity.”

“Pffft~  Ha ha, really now?”

“Yeah.  Also, I have you to thank for an interesting first half.”

“Oh, she did do it after all?  Tell me all the details.”

“I wonder if I should, isn’t that like kiss-and-tell?”

“Shut it nerd.  Doing something like that is really mentally taxing. Even for an extrovert like her.  Even I’ve never done something like that before!”

“Eh, but you gave her the idea to, without doing it yourself?”

“I read it in a housewife’s magazine.  How to stimulate your spouse after years of boredom.  It seemed like something super fun.”

This fucking woman, does she even know what being responsible means, even a little bit?

“Anyway, SPILL. THE. TEA.”

“Well, we met at a cafe early on, and she managed to slip them in my pocket without me realizing.  Then when we were done, she told me I had five minutes to go into a single unisex bathroom after her to put them on, or the date would continue like that.”

“... AND??”

“She was pantiless as we went to a nearby arcade.”

“Hoh hoh~  Kocchi is a legend already!”

“Un.  The real problem was when we played a certain video game.  She sat directly on my lap.  I thought I was going to die from the eroticness of it.  Towards the end, she was wiggling down there, sending me signals on what to do.”

“God damn!  That sounds hot as hell.  I should do that with Micchi!  Well, what happened next?”

“We did print club, where she molested me with her tongue.  Then we went to a nearby manga cafe where I learned she was a normal girl once.”

“Normal?  No, I don’t know anything about Shi-chan being normal.”

“Anyways, I learned we had some things in common, so that was a plus.  Afterwards we just walked around until we ran into a friend of her’s, Kobayashi-san.  She showed me off, tried to get me into a 3p, and after that didn’t work, she took me to a park and had me rest on heaven, while enjoying a scenic view.”

“Anything else?”

“Not really.  We parted after that.  I did have some work to do, and I wanted to end it on a high note.”

“You did good, boyfriend!”

A bit of silence passed before I dared to ask a particular question.

“Miyajima-san, can I ask you a question?”

“That’s fine.  I’m here to help you and Shi-chan after all.”

“Nakada… ano… Shi-chan’s history…  How… how bad is it?”

…

“Do you really want to know?”

“I… don’t know.  But I know I need to know more than I do now.”

“Then, let me ask you this way.  Is there a number past one, that you can comfortably accept?”

Is there?  I already understand the number of men she has been with is no less than two.

“Not really.  I mean, I know for sure it’s got to be at least two.  But how many past that…”

My voice is somehow trembling as I say that number.  The part that made it difficult were the words ‘at least.’

“Kocchi, do me a favor first.”

“What’s that?”

“Can you take a few deep breaths, and steady yourself.”

“I’ll try.”

I close my eyes, and take a few deep breaths.  I can feel my heart beat rapidly in my chest, and it is even echoing in my ears.

After a minute of taking deep breaths, I stop, and her voice returns.

“Kouta, can you make a fist with one hand?”

I do so.

“Please extend two fingers.”

I extend my index and middle fingers.

“Are you alright?”

“Somehow.”

“Please extend one more.”

Three.  I extend my thumb.

“Okay.  Extend one more.”

My ring finger.

“Are you okay?”

My hand is shaking a bit, and it even feels like my blood is chiling.

“I’m somehow.”

“Okay.  Let’s stop here then.”

“F.. four?”

“Kocchi.  Breathe.”

Ah, I was holding my breath.

“It’ll be alright.  Can you say that with me?”

“It’ll… be… alright?”

“Right.  Just repeat that a few times every time you get nervous.”

“Un. Okay. I can do that.”

“That’s good.  You’ll be just fine… You are an important person to Shi-chan, Kocchi.  Please understand that.   The only number that should matter for each of you, is the other one.”

“U..n”

“Kocchi.  It’s not her fault, and it’s not your fault, okay? This is just how the cards fell.”

“U..n”

“Now.  Tell me, can you be okay with that.  That’s not so terrible, right?”

I don’t know how to feel.  I’m a virgin after all, so, finding out my partner is at least four times more experienced, and able to judge anything I do against four other people who might be better… It’s pretty frustrating.

And then there’s the thought of four different guys, each one making her moan in pleasure… doing all those lewd things with her… Nakada-san lost in those throes I saw her in with… and all the while I’m just paying lip service to her with my whole ‘I want to date Nakada-san’ routine…

I feel like absolute shit.

“...chi…”

…

“Kocchi-kun”

Huh?  Oh I spaced out for a moment.

“Yes. Hi. I’m here.  I just needed a moment.  Sorry.”

“Listen to me, none of that matters.  That girl is crazy for you.  I know that much if nothing else.  None of it mattered to her.  Since I’ve met her, the only person she’s cared about finding was you.  The only person she wanted to be with was you.  Remember that!”

Kimiko is trying to tell me that Nakada-san loves me.

I need to hear that.

Even though Nakada-san said that many times, (and almost every time a request to sleep with her.) I didn’t seem to understand it as anything other than her just being promiscuous with me, like she was with them…

“Hold on one second Kocchi, Micchi just came home.”

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In a low voice, I can hear Kimiko greet Senpai in a cute way.

I want that.

I want Nakada-san to welcome me home into her arms.

I don’t have to care so much do I?

It’s okay, right?  It’ll be okay… right?

It’s just four…

“Kocchi, are you still there?”

“Un, Yeah, I’m here.  Do you need to go and take care of Senpai?”

“Don’t worry about him.  I’ll be sure to take care of him afterwards.  What’s important now is that you are okay now.  I know it’s difficult.  I’m going to put Micchi on the phone.  Give me a second to explain what’s going on, and I’m sure he can assure you better than me.  Since you are guys, you all speak the same language.”

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“Yo, Kouhai!”  Senpai greets me in his usual jovial voice.

“Senpai.  How’s it going?”

“Just got home from the office, and my cute wife gave me the options.”

“Options?”

“Dinner, A bath, or a~ta~shi~<3”

“Hee~ Senpai is amazing.”

“Praise me more, Praise me more, Heh Heh Heh.”

“Shishou, I seek guidance from you.”

“Aa.  I will bestow my wisdom upon you, ask and ye shall receive.”

We joke around, but I can tell Senpai will be serious when it calls for it.

“Senpai.  Can I ask you about your wife?”

“Kimi-chuwan?  Not Nakada-san.”

“Well, it’s related, but maybe… hear me out.”

I gather my thoughts for a moment.

“I was on a date with Nakada-san earlier.  I thought it went really well.”

“Did something happen?”

“Nothing bad happened.  Actually I thought the date really did go well.  I got to kiss her, and we held hands lewdly, she teased me a bunch, I found out we both have something in common.  She even gave me an incredible lap pillow.  I can still feel her legs…”

“Sounds like it went well then.”

“It did.  But… I met a friend of hers, and with her aggressive personality

constantly trying to get me to go to a love hotel…  well, it put a couple thoughts in my head.  Your wife was trying to help me come to terms with something that I was going to ask you about.  I just happened to get a call from your wife first…”

“Alright, so shoot. What can this Senpai help his fellow Kouhai in love, with?”

“Nakada-san… has been with a few guys before me, right?  So, honestly, I’m a bit insecure about it when I honestly reflect on the matter.  I heard a bit about your wife’s past from Nakada-san.  Nothing specific mind you, just that our two women are a bit alike in that kind of... regard.”

“Right.”

“So.  How did senpai handle knowing that … there were a few before him.”

“Ah.   That.”

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“Let me take this call out on the balcony.”

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“Okay, Kouta.  What do you need to hear from me.”

“How did you cope?”

“Cope… huh…  You mean how did I accept that my wife has a sexual past. “

“Un.”

“Saa~.... I love her, Kouta.”

“...”

It’s my turn to be silent.  Is it as simple as that, really? 

“Fifty.”

Huh?

“Huh?”

“I can’t say our suffering was the same, but from the moment I met her at the mixer, I was charmed by her.”

I hear Senpai light a cigarette and make a loud exhale.

“Kouta.  I don’t think I can ever come to terms with it, to be honest.  I don’t think there is a way.”

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“Don’t get me wrong.  That has nothing to do with love, and that’s what’s so amazing about it too.

I love my wife. 

She could fuck another guy in front of me, but as long as at the end of the night, she will climb into bed and let me hold her, I can forgive her.

I really hope she doesn’t, but that’s what love is about.  It conflicts with whatever moral center you have, and will shift it, and change you as necessary, to make it possible to be with someone that might not be the best compliment to you.”

Love… does that?

“Now, from what I said before, and don’t you ever repeat this.  Listen to it, take what you need, and forget the rest, okay?   

Kimiko, including myself, the amount of people she has slept with, is fifty.”

F..fif...ty!?

“Kouta.  If there is such a thing as a defiled and unfit woman, that label should belong to her.  I’m not one of those into that shit… NTR… I’m not some goddamn pussy cuck.  But that’s exactly what happened, what it felt like she did to me.  I genuinely loved her from the beginning, but she went and slept around.  Then she would come back to my place after being some piece of shit’s cumdumpster, and I would take her in, clean her up, feed her, spoil her, and she’d stick around for a while, and we’d be friendly with each other, but only that.  Just as soon she’d get some bug up her ass after being here for a few days and then she’d disappear only to do the same thing again.  She’d disappear for a day, or many days at a time.  I was a fucking wreck, man.   But.”

I hear another long drag being taken.

“But one night, right.  One night she just climbs into my bed.”

“Next thing I know, she’s fucking me raw.  She’s giving me the ride of my life.  It was like a succubus drained my life force.  I came so many times inside of her, and then she just quietly laid on top of me when I was completely spent, and she couldn’t get it back up and inside of her.

The next day, everything is great, right?

The day after, she disappears.

Three days pass, and she finally shows up.

Inside I’m fucking boiling.  

She asks to come inside, and no part of me wanted to let her in.  But I saw her looking weak and frail.  So in that one moment of mercy… call it a return favor for doing what she did, she entered my home.

Then she collapsed on the floor and started crying like a spoiled child.

‘It’s no good anymore.’

‘I’m sorry, nothing happened… I.. couldn’t… I just want to be with Michio… I don’t care what you do to me, but let me stay.  I’m no good without Michio.’

I was so fucking mad.  Kimiko was crying, it was all fucked up.

So, that night, she slept on the couch, and me in the bedroom.  I wake up, and she’s in my bed.  She’s nestled tightly into my body, Kouta.  

She’s never left again.

She cut off contact with a lot of her friend who behave badly like that.

She’s even done her best to learn how to do things a housewife should.

She’s never turned me down, she’s never compared me to anyone, she’s never done anything but try and show me her sincerity in her love for me.

Kouta.

The number of guys is fifty.  Out of those fifty, I am only one.

I am the only one she wants.

That’s what’s important.

That’s probably what Nakada-san is going through.

For some reason, you are her one out of who cares how many.  

Whatever number she has racked up, you, right now, are that number one.

Don’t worry about the small stuff.  Whether you are good at sex or don’t always say the right thing.

Just never let her feel unloved.  Spoil her when she’s down, and it’s okay to let things progress.

If she cheats on you, it’s shit.  You’ll be fucking hurt, and it’ll feel like you are drowning underwater, and struggling to breathe.

But, what do you love about her?  Is it only for her body?  If it is, then just fool around with her.  Fuck it, you only have one life to live.  Fuck her good and be happy you did.  You still have so many years before you are even my age, and I have so many years to go before I’m even considered to be old.

But… if your love is of the heart.

Then isn’t it alright, as long as at the end, she’s there with you?”

I hear one final exhale, and then the phone is silent.

“Is that good enough for you, Kouhai?”

“Aa.  Senpai has done me a life favor just now.”

“That’s fine then.  I’ll collect on it later on.”

“Thanks, Senpai.”

“Mm.  This has my blood boiling now.  I’m not going to let her get a wink of sleep tonight.   I’ll talk to you later.”

“Aa. Later.”

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“Kocchi-kun?”

“Miyajima-san.”

“Call me Kii-chan from now on.”

“Will do, Kii-chan.”

“Did Micchi sort you out?”

“Aa. It was amazing.”

“Yes, he is.”

“Kii-chan.  Let me warn you now, Senpai isn’t going to let you off easy tonight.”

“God I hope not <3”

“Thank you.”

“Take care of my Shi-chan, Kocchi.”

“I will.”

Beep!

The phone call ended, and I let out the biggest sigh of my life.

All the weight that felt like it was crushing my heart, slowly lifted away.

Senpai was a god to me right now.

Can I even hope to be like that?

Can I find that love that transcends the physical with Nakada-san?

I hope so.

I really fucking hope so.

Because I love Nakada-san.

I hopelessly love her, so very much.

(Secret 11: Kimiko-san plays coy, but the joy she gets from seeing her husband always happy to see her, every moment of every day, like he’s always about to unwrap a toy he always wanted for his birthday, is what keeps her heart full of only him.)

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