Chapter 64: 【Vol.3】-01- The New Abnormal

 

 

~~** Tachibana Mayuri’s Point of View **~~

“Mommmmmmmyyyyyyy~~!!!”

My daughter cried out my name in vain as another night of pleasure befell her while she copulated with my husband to the breaking point.  I have to say, it’s impressive when your stud of a younger husband can make your daughter scream out for you like that in the middle of intense sex that leaves you a mass of stupidity afterwards. It has become progressively easier to deal with the situation, as I can clearly see the look up close on my daughter’s face now.  The look which was one of pure happiness, as Shota made her his woman again.  

Of course I was a bit jealous, too, that feeling wasn’t about to go away.  But watching her get taken in such a manner and fall to such depths of shamelessness was a turn on in it’s own way.  Since there was little I could do with those two, and I had no plans on engaging in any incestual activity with my own daughter, I did the only thing I could.  I masturbated as I watched.

Shota was surprisingly capable of lasting with her, and when Chigusa had to give up the ghost after being laid low, it became my turn.  I couldn’t fall to his manhood like she did.  Maybe Chigusa was gifted with an extra sensitivity that I didn’t have, but it didn’t mean I enjoyed sex with my young husband any less.  He was always eager to see me satisfied.

Shota also didn’t ravage me like he did her, not that I minded all that much.  Instead he focused carefully on giving me a pleasurable experience, making me feel as loved as he could, considering the circumstance.  Though I requested our marriage to change and include Chigusa… in the end it was Shota just taking turns with each of us because I wasn’t comfortable doing sordid things to my own flesh and blood.

When he finished with me, he was lying on his side with his head buried in my chest while the both of us claimed half of his body to warm ourselves against.  Chigusa didn’t seem to care which side she was on, so long as she was there, and I… I just hoped nothing would go wrong.

Now, I tend to wake up naturally at five in the morning so I can have a moment to indulge in my morning cup of coffee and then get started on making bentos and breakfast.  My daily routine.  I’d leave these two alone to wake up peacefully, and if they felt the urge, with a little privacy as well if they wanted to enjoy it on their own.  However, by the time I was done making my cup of coffee and sitting down on the porch, Shota had joined me, cuddling me from behind.

“Mayuri… I love you.”

Shota was never one to be lax on displaying his affection for me.  His arms held me tightly and his forehead gently rested against the back of my neck.

“I love you too, Shota.”

Not using honorifics with each other was usually reserved for intimate moments between us.  We’d never talked about not using them with each other in our daily life or anything.  I was his Mayuri-san and he was my Shota-kun.  It was just what we were comfortable with.

“It’s only been a couple of days, but are you really happy with how things are now?”

“I am.  Why wouldn’t I be?”  I answered him steadily,  “Unless you… aren’t… happy?”

“I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t at least concerned.” 

“Concerned?” I asked him.

Shota only held on to me more tightly.

“Mayuri, I married you because I wanted to spend every day of my life with you and you alone, from the first moment I fell in love with you.  I asked you to marry me back then, knowing full well that it would cut me off from Chigusa as a lover in the future.  But, you don’t seem to mind sharing me with her…”

“Is that a question?”

“No.”

“Then, is it that you think I’m trying to push you away?” I asked, not sure where he was going with his statement.

“I don’t know, Mayuri.  That’s why I’m concerned.  You are the one who seems to truly want Chigusa included in our marriage.  I will give in to whatever makes you happy, because that’s what is important to me, your happiness… not hers. But if you are having regrets…”

“Are you pushing the blame onto me?”

“How can I possibly do that?  If anyone is to blame, it’s me, the cheating scumbag right here who finally stopped saying no.”

“Shota!”

“Yes?”

“Don’t you ever say that again!”

“It’s true, though?”

“No, it’s not!  I asked you to do this because I wanted it.  I’ve told you before I’m just a used up housewife…  I know you keep on putting me first in your heart, and I know you’ve done everything reasonable to turn her away.  I’m happy beyond belief that you did everything you possibly could have to keep her here and not betray me at the same time, but have you really not seen the look on her face while she’s in your arms?  She’s so happy, Shota… my daughter is happy to have you as her lover again!  She’s even behaving like that little Chigusa I lost long ago.  For me, I’ve already been cheated on by Daigo, so what you are doing isn’t cheating in my eyes or my heart.  Because I know you love me… That’s why… I can find the strength to let you two be lovers.  I… need it.  I need you, and I can’t let go of my daughter, even though she’ll soon be a mother herself… after all.”

“Mayuri, if you have to find the strength for it, then doesn’t it mean it’s difficult after all?  It’s your happiness I care about the most!”

“I know, Shota.  I know it is… but it won’t be fair to her if that’s how it will be.  Chigusa… deserves to have that as well.”

“It’s… too soon to ask that of me, Mayuri.”

We both sat there, melancholy with the truth.  Shota may have accepted her physically for my sake, but accepting her as a true lover in his heart would take more time, hopefully.  I was still the thief of hearts who stole her daughter’s lover.

“Do you really feel nothing for my daughter, then?” I asked interrogatively.

“It’s not a situation I ever imagined, honestly.”

“Even while you two were fooling around while I was away, you didn’t wonder about being with us both?”

“I never dared to.  I… know there’s some physical compatibility between us, I’m not stupid.  But that’s not what I care about, and by now you should know that about me!  My heart belongs to you alone.”

“It can’t, Shota.”

“What do you mean it can’t?”

“Chigusa also… is part of our marriage.  It’s too cruel if you close your heart to her!”

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“Then what more do you want from me?  I can’t just… change my feelings so easily!”  He said angrily at first, “Is… it so easy for you to do that, Mayuri… to divide my love?”

Shota, who had been hugging me tightly, had let go.  We didn’t have many fights, and I wasn’t sure if this counted as one.  Shota was being brutally honest with me, and challenged my love for him.  The worst part was, I couldn’t say that it wasn’t easy to do so.

Maybe if Chigusa hadn’t been here since the beginning, it would be different.  But we had only just gotten back from our honeymoon when she arrived and entered into our home and our lives.  Every day I saw the damage I had done to her by recklessly marrying this young boy she loved, and I had to endure it with a mother’s heart.

It’s not like I didn’t love Shota either.  I do love him… but it’s not the childish infatuation of a first love that Chigusa has.  My love… is full of codependency.  What we have is a marriage based on needs.  I need Shota, who understands the crippling loneliness I have inside, and Shota needs me to be his emotional support.  I’m not his mother, but instead I’m the embodiment of the last remnants of happiness that he struggled to hold on to.  His relationship with his parents, and Nene-san.

Chigusa… I don’t know where exactly she fits in his heart or his life.  But without me in the picture, they would be together and surely in love, there’s no question about that.  They are both integral to my happiness… so, I had to make this happen.  In fact, it’s only possible for me to accept it with this much difficulty because Chigusa is my daughter, and that they were once lovers before.  Anything else, and it would be impossible for me.  If it was someone like Kanna-chan who was single instead of being married and in my bed with Shota…  

I sighed.

It’s hard to say this kind of thing to him, because it’s such a fucked up situation.  Oh, hey Shota… I need you to fuck my daughter silly because it’s the only thing keeping me feeling like I’m not a failure as a mother and a woman.  How can I say something like that?  It defies common sense and even relationship sense!

By this point, Shota had left, hopefully upstairs to be in the arms of my daughter, and I was left staring out at the yard.  A pair of soft hands began to rub my shoulders and from the feel, they had to have belonged to Nene-san.

“Hey there, sexy mama.”

“Nene-san…”

“You seem out of it hot stuff… You’ve been staring at absolutely nothing for a few minutes now.”

“Is that so…?”

Taking a sip of my coffee, it had cooled down considerably since talking with Shota.

“I guess I got lost in some thoughts.”

“About the kids?” She asked.

“You can say that.  Though it’s more about Shota’s infatuation with me.”

“Would you like to talk about it?” She said, touching my back softly.

“I… may have been hasty in asking for him to accept her as a lover.”

“You think he might come to love her more?” Nene-san said, “I doubt that.  Shota’s not the kind of person to love frivolously.”

I could only sigh.

“That’s the problem, Nene-san.  That’s the problem…”

“What?  You want him to fall in love with her over you?”

“I just want them to be able to love each other freely, even though I’m still in the picture.”

“You’d think any man would be thrilled to hear his wife say that.  But then you made the mistake of loving Shota, who is a good man.”

“Mistake?”

“I always had the feeling that Shota would have grown up just like Arata, and treated Chigusa like his father treated Himari.  The only difference here is that something happened, and he met you in the short gap of time before that could be realized.”

“So, I really did ruin everything by crossing paths with him.”

“Why do you think that?  Shota found the person he loves within you.  It’s not a crime to be loved by a cute younger boy, you know?”

“Says the ex-wife who had a ten-year old for a husband.”

“…you got me there!” she said with a smile and nudged me with her shoulder.

“If he was just even sixteen years olf back then, I totally would have gone for it.  It’s my fault for being impatient as well, or your happiness might have belonged to me.”

We made some more coffee and Nene-san helped me with making the children their bentos and also with breakfast.  We spent the early hours just chatting about nothing, and the kids eventually came down to eat. It was like having one big family at the table, and I enjoyed it.

I enjoyed being surrounded by the people who loved my husband.   

The kids ate, and then took off for school, leaving Nene-san and me behind.  Having her here made doing the chores around the house go twice as fast, and without much else to do, we ended up sitting on the couch and watching television.  Nene-san rested her head on my shoulder and I just talked about my past with her.  All the men I had dated when I was younger, all the years I spent with Daigo raising Chigusa… everything.  It all came out so effortlessly when talking to her.  In turn, she talked about the same, and all of her difficulties finding love and all that she sacrificed in trying to protect her treasured Kumi-chan.

At some point her head found its way into my lap.  “Mayuri, I think I have a girl crush on you.  Why couldn’t I have  met you instead of her?”  She sighed, and took my hand, only to kiss the back of it a few times. “Seriously, thanks for taking Kumi and myself in… I know we’re burdening your family… but thank you so much, anyway.”

“You really aren’t any trouble to put up, Nene-san.  I’m happy, and I know Shota-kun is as well.  I grew up in a big family, and Shota was surrounded by his parents, you and Kumi-chan, right?  I feel like this is exactly what we need right now.  A big happy family."

“If only you were the older one Mayuri, then I could call you Onee-chan.”

“Oh, are you saying you see me as a sister, Nene-san?”

“Not in the slightest.”

“Then why…?”

“Everyone knows Onee-chans are the sexiest.”

With that she buried her face comfortably into my belly and it left me feeling strangely warm as I tousled her short hair.

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