Chapter 30: Kouta and the Blind Attack.

Is it hot in here, or is it just me?

 

After Nakada-san apologized to me, Onee-chan and her heard my stomach growl.

 

I didn’t have a chance to eat much today, so I was famished.

 

Shiori took it as a challenge though!

 

She borrowed Onee-chan’s apron, and while only in a pink bra and matching panties, went to work on making dinner.

 

Kanae was her assistant.

 

Nakada-san has said multiple times that she was no good cooking anything that wasn’t spicy.

 

However what she was making… how spicy could she make it?

 

She was mincing up garlic and onions, as well as shallots and scallions, and along with some spices mixing it into a bowl and kneading it by hand.  Onee-chan was peeling some potatoes, and cutting them into thin strips.

 

The two women worked well in the kitchen.

 

I could smell something incredibly flavorful when Nakada-san put the meat into the pan to cook.

 

There was a can of brown gravy that had been opened as well which had been emptied into a small saucepan.

 

Onee-chan had a tray with parchment that she placed the thin potato strips on.

 

I think I figured out what it was.

 

Some kind of hamburg steak and oven baked fries.

 

It smelled delicious whatever it was.

 

I was curious, and while I wasn’t one to get in the way of a woman cooking. Something about Nakada-san in an apron lured me in.

 

I was hungry for Nakada-san after all.

 

I came up from behind and asked if I could touch her.

 

She welcomed it.

 

I ran my hands along her bare skin, and eventually it came to her rear.  I cupped Nakada-san’s ass in my hands.

 

It was soft.

 

I squeezed it a bit, and was rewarded with a bop on the head from the hand holding a spatula.

 

“You can touch me, but please keep it safe.  You can do that later to me all you want, I promise.”

 

Grabbing ass in the kitchen, is deemed unsafe.

 

I can deal with that.

 

“Tch.”

 

I could hear onee-san’s disappointment from close by.

 

Did she want to do that as well?

 

Nakada-san was cheerily humming the tune to a song which had recently become popular.

 

Her voice was melodic.

 

I wonder if she likes Karaoke?

 

“Kouta.  Set the table.”

 

I kiss her on the spot just below her neck but above her bra strap. And start pulling out some plates and set them on the table.

 

I go in the refrigerator to reach for my usual cherry cola as I’m currently out of cream soda.

 

“Do you want me to grab a beer for you both?” I ask

 

I’ve given up that Nakada-san will behave responsibly.

 

“Beer?  Should I?” She asks reservedly.

 

“There’s cherry cola?” I respond

 

“I’ll have that.” she replies as she flips the meat patty.

 

“Osu~” 

 

I take two out and a can of Asahi for Onee-chan.  Onee-chan always prefers a beer, even when she was underage.  Dad always kept it stocked for her.  He’s no good at all.

 

Thinking about dad for a moment and seeing that pink bra… I wanted to ask her then and there.

 

I will ask her.

 

Tomorrow.

 

Tonight I’m pretty worked up.

 

I need to be healed right now.

 

I fetch three cups, and bring the three cans of cola with me to the table.

 

Onee-chan is in charge of the oven, which has our side dish.

 

It’s only a few minutes and Shiori declares the hamburg is done. So she brings the pan to the table and plates the patties.

 

Then she returns to the kitchen to put the gravy that was in the saucepan into a serving bowl.  That gets placed in the center of the table.

 

Onee-chan finally pulls out the fries with a cooking mitt, and along with the spatula Shi-chan was using, she plates the fries.

 

We all sit down, and Shiori uses a small ladle to pour the gravy over the patty and the fries.

 

“Hamburg Manhattan.” She declares it.

 

It looks appetizing!

 

“ “ “ Itadakimasu~ “ “ “

 

We begin eating.

 

I expected some crazy spiciness, but it was tame.  I forgot this Shi-chan likes to play about being bad at spicy foods.

 

I go along with it.

 

Well there is some spice.

 

She used a little bit of white pepper in with the meat when she mixed it together.

 

Was she being considerate?  

 

Onee-chan and I can handle spicy well enough.

 

“Shi-shan~ ish shoo goob <3”

 

Onee-chan likes it.  But she’s a foodie anyway.

 

Yes.  Before she ate it, she snapped about five shots for the insta.

 

“Kouta. Is it good?” Shiori asks me.

 

“Un.  I love hamburg steak anyway, but this is quite good!”

 

It really is delicious after all.  Having tasty food cooked by someone you love is the best, right?

 

“Kouta, ahn~”

 

Oh the Angel will feed me.

 

She picks up a fry drenched in gravy and gently places it in my mouth.

 

Happiness~

 

Nee-chan would maybe click her tongue again if not for the fact her stomach was being won over by Shi-chan’s cooking.

 

Onee-chan did good work on the fries, as her assistant.

 

“Shiori, I thought you said you could only cook spicy things, though?”

 

She takes a small bite of the patty she cut with a fork and knife.

 

“Hamburger Steak doesn’t count.  I made these with mama from a young age.”

 

I see.

 

Cooking with mama = Cooking mama

 

But I’ve never really seen my own mother cook.  Did Onee-chan really have it hard?

I should be more appreciative for what she had to go through taking care of me.

 

“Naa. Onee-chan.  I’m sorry I freaked out, earlier.”

 

Kanae shakes her head.

 

“You didn’t do anything wrong Kouta.  That was the normal response.  I’m kind of relieved actually…”

 

I see… nee-chan was pushing herself for Shiori’s sake.

 

“...But it was a bit exciting.”

 

“Kouta. Punishment for bringing another woman.  Even if Kanae.”

 

Ah. That’s what it came down to.

 

Shi-chan wanted me to monopolize her too.

 

I was in the wrong, but also not.

 

“Shiori, in the future, can you tone it down?”

 

“No.  Watching Kouta is interesting.”

 

She said as much and then proceeded to lick the gravy off a fry seductively before putting it in her mouth and then chomping it suddenly.

 

Yikes!

 

She smiles at me.

 

We wrap up dinner, and Shiori clears the table.

 

Onee-chan stretches.

 

“Uwaah~  I could use a bath.” Onee says suddenly after stretching.

 

“Myself also.” She says from the kitchen.

 

“Shall we take a bath together Shi-chan?” Onee-chan says to her suddenly.

 

…

 

“Kouta. No peeking!”  

 

The girls leave the dishes to me, and decide to go right up.

 

I can only wonder at what they are doing.

 

It’s not like I’m a peeper.  I just have that kind of luck.

 

Onee-chan and Shiori together tonight.

 

Shiori will take care of me ‘properly.’

 

Hmm.

 

Sounds shady to me.

 

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With downstairs clean, I head up to my room to clean it up for a bit.

 

Onee-chan’s futon is still there.  So I organize it and reset to how it was last night.

 

Then I just wait.

 

When the girls enter my room, they are only wrapped in towels.

 

“Shall we go to bed, Kouta?”

 

Shiori says as her towel hits the floor, and I am given the uncensored sight of the Angel, Nakada Shiori.

 

Onee-chan is sitting on the computer chair, possibly also fully naked under her own towel.

 

Shiori undresses me down to my boxers.

 

Then she drags me down into the futon on the floor.

 

“Tonight. Kouta’s turn to be pleased.””

 

Eh??

 

“W-wait.”

 

Onee-chan looks at me.

 

“Shiori won’t be going all the way, Kouta.  Just relax and put this on...”

 

Onee-chan tosses me some blinders.

 

“Just lie back and enjoy Shiori.  We can all enjoy tonight, safely.”

 

…

 

Safely?

 

…

 

…

 

I hold the blinders in my hand, but Shiori has climbed on top of me.  I’m still in my boxers, thankfully.

 

She takes them from my hand, and puts them on me.

 

The last thing I see is the smile of the Angel of Destruction.

 

I am pushed down.

 

And her hand moves over my body.

 

With my eyes taken, My mind fills in the darkness with what I saw before.

 

All of Shiori.

 

God she’s fucking beautiful.

 

I’ve never seen that without the mosiac.

 

It’ll be safe?

 

…

 

After a while of sensual touching by Shiori, I hear a small sound.

 

Was that Onee-chan’s towel?

 

…

 

A hand moves carefully over my son.

 

rub rubrub rub

 

My son is awake.

 

I can feel my boxers slide down.

 

A soft hand grips it.

 

In a slow motion, up and down.

 

I feel an incredible sensation far different from my own experience with it.

 

A moist sensation envelopes it.

 

Ah!

 

Then it’s the grip that after a few adjustments, is finally getting it right.

 

I hear a whisper in my ear.

 

“Kouta. Just relax.”

 

Shiori.  It’s Shiori thank god.

 

I visibly relax.

 

“Kanae is looking.  Touching.” she continues whispering.

 

“Say before. Okay?”

 

I can feel the method of her hand changing.  The up and down has become longer, and she even passes her hand over the top and down the other side.

 

My mind fills with a white color.

 

“I can hear noises from where Onee-chan should be.”

 

“Kanaecchi~” Shiori whispers a bit louder, so Onee-chan can hear.

 

I feel blood rush to both of my heads.

 

My skin is hot.

 

I feel Shiori who is next to me move.

 

The warm moist enveloping feeling returns.

 

It’s incredible.  

 

Ah

 

“Fuuu.. Ah.. I think…”

 

It didn’t take very long, I’m ashamed to admit.

 

The urge became too much.

 

The enveloping feeling removed itself.

 

It was just a smooth motion over my lubricated son.

 

The white vision filled my sight completely.

 

I am breathing heavily.

 

I tense up.

 

“Uaaaah~”

 

throb throb throb throb…...throb.

 

The sliding movement doesn’t stop until there is no more.

 

I am gasping for air now.

 

I go to reach for the blinders.

 

“Kouta. Don’t touch!”

 

I was scolded.

 

Was there more?

 

I felt the source of the warm feeling.  It was now on my stomach.  Gliding across.

 

Ah, I can feel it sliding around and a sucking sound where lips are kissing me.

 

It takes a few moments.  Then it stops.

 

“Kouta.  Just a little longer.”

 

I hear some rustling of feet.  Then I feel two bodies next to me.

 

On my right and left.

 

I can feel two warm lumps embracing each of my arms.

 

Shiori whispers in my ear.

 

“Gochisousama Deshita, Kouta <3”

 

She takes the blinder off… and pulls the blanket up.

 

I have a flower in each arm.

 

And an uneasiness in my chest.

 

“Kouta.  Looking forward to the hotel <3.”

 

I turn my head to see Shiori.

 

And I see her mouth three words that definitely make me ‘properly relaxed’

 

What were they?

 

‘Only us two.’

 

The plan never changed.

 

Onee-chan is holding onto my arm, which is between her breasts, but she is trembling.

 

Shiori gives me a kiss on the cheek.

 

Onee-chan follows on the other cheek.

 

“Goodnight, Kouta.”

 

I am the body pillow to two flowers.

 

But which one plucked me?

 

I close my eyes.

 

I don’t want to know.

 

My heart wants to believe.

 

But I don’t want to know.

 

Not yet.

 

Good night, brave son of mine.

 

(Secret 29:  Kouta woke up first the next morning.  When he did, he saw Onee-chan and Shiori holding hands on top of his stomach.  Both of his arms were trapped, sweaty, and numb. He had to wake them up so they would release him and he could rush to the toilet to relieve himself.)

 

//Author:  Thank you for reading this far.

It took a week, but Kouta finally got some action.  Next time, there will be no blindfold, and no doubt.  A Wild Nakada-san will push the relationship’s boundaries… to a painful new level.

What’s that? There’s a penalty for saying ‘Stop?’ //

 

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