Chapter 79: -14- Caught Unaware

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

Nene-san slept on the couch, and having moved the table away a bit, I slept on the futon with Kanna-chan tucked between us. She seemed quite happy, holding onto me in her sleep. Though the problem with what happened at her house was actually resolved a while ago, she wanted to reassure her husband Yusuke-kun that everything was proper between them before she and I met again.

Of course, I hid the situation I was in with Nene from her, and asked Nene to do the same. I didn’t want a repeat of what happened at her house to happen here, partially because I didn’t want to cause problems with Shota-kun, and partially because there was no one really here to intervene should it have happened again.

I had been a little restless, and actually concerned for those two upstairs for some reason. It looked like they weren’t in the best of moods, so I slipped out of the futon to go check on them. What I saw was quite different from what I had been seeing up until now.

I had quietly opened the door just a crack at first, just to see if they were making love… and they were. It wasn’t the raw animalistic sex it usually was that I witnessed, but Shota and my daughter… making love. Soft, sensual and compassionate love with each other.

I didn’t want to intrude on such a moment, I only wanted to observe. It was like watching an erotic fairy tail of a moment, and it also got me into the mood fairly quickly. I was so intent on watching that I almost panicked when a pair of arms wrapped around me from behind, suddenly.

“Enjoying the show?” Nene whispered into my ear.

“I… just came to see if they were alright.”

“Never mind them. Are you alright, Mayuri?”

“Yes, I’m fine. I’m glad… they could finally have a moment together.”

“Are you worried if you interrupted, Chigusa might ask that of you again?”

“…”

“You’re a bit of a tease, but you’ve never taken it to that point with me. Are you frightened you might enjoy it, and you might think less of yourself?”

“…”

“Let me help you just this once, okay?”

Nene kept a hushed tone as she used one hand to touch my breasts from behind and her other found its way between my legs. I didn’t want to alert those two that I was just on the other side of the door, so I kept my lips shut as Nene slid a hand under my pajamas and began to focus on making me feel… good?

“N-nene…”

“If you hate it, just say so.”

“…”

Her touch was soft. A single finger traced around the outer edge of my panties while her warm breath and lips fell on the nape of my neck. In any normal circumstance I would have asked her to stop right there, but Shota was between Chigusa’s legs in the missionary position while he sucked on my daughter’s breasts with passion.

Did he enjoy the milk from her breasts? There’s no way she wasn’t leaking it into his mouth. If I could still produce it, I wondered if he would he like mine as well?

I could feel my lower half getting wet with the combination of what I was watching and how I was being stimulated. I felt naughty just being here, but that in itself was also what was turning me on so much. I didn’t have any misconceptions that it was because of Nene that I was enjoying myself, since I might have just masturbated myself after watching this go on long enough.

I watched my daughter come as she wrapped her legs around his waist and dug her fingers into his back. She professed her love for him in a loud enough voice as Nene stopped holding back and slid her hand into the front of my panties, her long fingers sliding between my folds and caressing my labia until she reached my entrance dripping with viscous fluid which she deftly gathered on her fingertips before painting my passageway with my personal lubricant all the way up to my clitoris.

As she rubbed me all over, her pace alternating between slow and firm to fast and light, she also began to whisper sweet words into my ear.

I watched as my daughter, breathing hard was shifted onto her side by Shota, who folded her legs as if she was doing a crunch exercise and then proceeded to reinsert himself into her as she reached the arm she wasn’t laying on out to feel his chest.

A loud yelp came when Shota let loose a slap on her bottom, the stinging sound completely audible even from this side of the cracked open door. He reached to her face and put two fingers in her mouth, pulling her cheek to the side. She turned her head to keep him in her sights as she let him completely manhandle her.

This… was not something he had ever done with me before.

Hell, what I was watching was something even Daigo never dared do with me. Shota had his take-charge moments, but rarely did he think to try something so… dominating with me in the bedroom. I mean, we’ve had some good sex, but in a way, most of it was at my lead.

“Remembering what it was like, Mayuri? Back when we were that age, going at it with all of the passion we had in our youth?”

Nene’s whispers continued to tease me as much as the scene I was witnessing. I was allowing myself to fall to such a perversion, even though I was the experienced one. My heart fought with my body at enjoying her touch… being used by his aunt as I watched my husband use my daughter.

I felt this immorality and it became difficult to deny my enjoyment of it.

It wasn’t that I had feelings for Nene now, I know my own heart. She might as well be just a living version of the toys I own… but what gave me the feels right now, was Shota.

I… wanted that.

I wanted Shota to do that with me.

I… wanted Shota to… do that… only… with me.

“NNh!”

I quickly covered my mouth with one hand. Nene, for what it was worth, was fantastic at what she was doing. I could feel my legs start to get wobbly and lose their strength as she brought me to my first manual orgasm.

Her hand had quit groping me and moved lower to support my waist so I didn’t collapse all at once. I was carefully lowered onto my knees along with her as she never stopped pleasuring my body.

Chigusa’s moans came as Shota began to molest my daughter. She yelped as he groped her fiercely, ending with a pull and a twist of her nipples which had her biting her lips hard as her chest heaved in rhythm between deep plunges of his thick cock.

“He’s so virile, Mayuri. You don’t know how much I envy what he is so willing to give you. That he’d do that to her, just to make you happy.”

I could feel my body begin to shake and a shameful wetness come to my eyes.

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Were they tears of regret?

I was the one who wanted this, wasn’t I?

I was the one who wanted my daughter to be happy…

He was her first love. No, he remains her first true love…

I… in my drunken foolishness, and lifelong dependency on Daigo… accepted his offer for a place to stay… and I…

“…MMmh…”

The second orgasm overtook me, and I turned away for a moment to look back at Nene, who upon seeing my face, kissed me without asking.

I like Nene as a friend. I’m fine flirting with her playfully, but this… This isn’t like a lifetime request from Kanna-chan with what was tantamount to her lifetime request to confirm her sexuality.

Nene, after only a few moments of kissing me… stopped.

“Mayuri?”

I was breathing hard, my own feelings swirling about causing chaos everywhere inside of me.

“Come downstairs with me.”

I let her help me down the stairs, our destination was the kitchen porch, not the futon and couch where we both were shortly ago.

“You… hated what I just did, didn’t you?” she asked me.

I lowered my head, avoiding her gaze.

“No, it’s not that you hated it. It bothered you because you aren’t really open to doing it with another person, are you? You love him, and deeply, too… you… want to be loyal to him. You are letting him do this cruel thing he doesn’t want to do to you, but you aren’t doing your share, either…”

I began to weep as quietly as I could. Her hand gently rubbed my back as I did, leaning into her while I let loose what I could without waking the whole house up. Nene understood what a wicked and twisted person I was.

“I take it you have no intention of joining them tonight.”

I could only shake my head negatively.

“Alright. Then… what do you wish to do?”

“What… can I do? If I back out now…”

“There’s nothing wrong with doing that. Will it hurt her? Yes, of course it will. But he has always put you ahead of her, and likely wishes to continue to do so. As long as he believes it’s what you want and what will keep you happy, you’ll both suffer over it the longer it continues.”

I already knew that much, but the part I’m worried about now is what happens if I ask him to stop at this point. What happens if he says no? Or worse, if he says yes? Chigusa will be devastated again, and I… would worry about the baby too.

I put myself in an impossible situation because of what I thought I needed to do. I’ve had my ups and downs since leaving Daigo, and my moments where I also think that Shota is too good for me to waste his youth on… by the time he reaches my age, I’ll be an old granny. When he’s thirty, I’ll be close to fifty. It’s not like I’ve taken great care of my body up to this point, so how much further will it have deteriorated by then? Outside of cooking and going out on a date, I’m a heavy drinker, and Shota… is, well, not. He’s a responsible guy. I’m sure my drinking will continue to be an annoyance to him, but it’s a part of my life and has been since before I was old enough to drink legally anyway.

There’s so many more things, like not knowing what his other hobbies outside of video games or writing are… We’re both still slowly learning about each other, and I went and did this so soon thinking that because I hated what Daigo did to me so much, that real love was a useless thing that only existed to hurt people. That what I felt for Shota was similar to what he felt for me, the longing to just not be alone. I could share my bed and my body with him to stave that off, I had no trouble with that outside of the small guilt I felt at being an old and used woman with a kid already. Shota was a good boy, and I really felt I didn’t deserve any of his kindness, but that didn’t mean I didn’t feel special when he gave it to me in heaping amounts. I loved the fact that he treasured me so much before Chigusa came back into the picture, back when it was just us two.

And since Chigusa arrived, I’ve done nothing but constantly hurt him, and I didn’t really want it to be hurt, I… just… thought… he might still have loved her… and that it would have been okay.

He’s a good enough man to have both of us.

…even if…

…I can’t stop being… a hypocrite about it.

After Nene finished consoling me, I returned to the living room and slipped into the futon I was sharing with Kanna-chan. Nene returned to the couch and I closed my eyes, wishing I could stop being me for a moment. I’ve spent my whole life pleasing other people, trying to keep everything happy and functional around me. But in the course of my life, I’m the one who has become dysfunctional in doing so... to the point I’m only now noticing the repercussions.

As long as I didn’t see it… It didn’t really exist.

I never had to face it.

I could deny reality.

I could deny everything.

The red smudges on Daigo’s collars.

Chigusa’s change in attitude towards me and her father after her accident.

My own anger at… actually accepting my daughter as his lover.

I…

…Need to fix this…

…Before it breaks me.

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