After an enjoyable dinner with Sonoka, Ren didn't head straight back to his residence.
His next destination was a home filled with the warmth of a lonely wife, a woman yearning for touch and attention because her husband was too busy being a corporate slave.
Arriving at the Uesugi household, Ren didn't ring the doorbell. He pulled out a spare key—given to him by Yotsuba—and quietly unlocked the door.
"Welcome, Master. Tonight, Uesugi Yotsuba will serve you~"
Stepping into the familiar yet always surprising house, Ren was greeted by his sister-in-law, Yotsuba.
Beneath a sheer, fiery red lingerie that hid almost nothing, Yotsuba's large, firm breasts hung freely, unrestrained by a bra, swaying beautifully.
Below, instead of regular panties, she wore a fundoshi—a minimal, provocative strip of traditional Japanese cloth.
"Very nice. You're learning how to please me, Yotsuba." Ren commented with a faint smirk.
"Ehehe… Does Master like it? I learned this from the internet."
Her cheeks flushed slightly, but her eyes sparkled mischievously. Yotsuba lifted the edge of the fundoshi, teasingly revealing a glimpse of the dense forest beneath.
"We've got two hours before your husband gets home. Let's have some fun."
"Yes~ Master ❤️"
Ren and Yotsuba hurried to the Uesugi couple's bedroom.
Wasting no time, Ren kissed Yotsuba hungrily, devouring her lips and trailing down her slender neck. Yotsuba returned the kisses with equal fervor, her hands active, tugging at Ren's hair and pulling him closer.
"Master… ahn…"
Ren moved his kisses to Yotsuba's chest, sucking and licking her full breasts, eliciting moans of pleasure. While his lips played on her chest, his hand slipped beneath the fundoshi, finding the warmth and wetness waiting for him.
"Mmm… Master… not just there…"
Ren obliged, his fingers dancing skillfully, satisfying Yotsuba's burning desire.
Soon, Yotsuba reached her climax, her body tensing as a moan of ecstasy escaped her lips.
Once Yotsuba calmed, Ren swiftly shed his clothes. He gazed at her body sprawled on the bed, the lingerie and fundoshi now more exposed. His lust surged.
"My turn."
Ren climbed onto the bed and kissed Yotsuba again, this time deeper. Their tongues intertwined, creating wet smacking sounds in the air.
Without further delay, Ren positioned himself between Yotsuba's wide-open legs.
*PU-CHI!*
"Ahhhh~"
With one steady thrust, he entered her. Yotsuba moaned again, a mix of pleasure and a slight wince at Ren's size.
*PA!* *PA!* *PA!* *PA!*
Their movements grew faster and more intense. Moans and gasps filled the dimly lit bedroom. Yotsuba's sheer lingerie was now merely decorative.
*PA!* *PA!* *PA!* *PA!*
Ren pounded into Yotsuba, each motion fueled by lust and dominance.
Yotsuba matched his every touch and thrust with equal passion, her legs wrapping tightly around his waist.
They lost themselves in fleeting pleasure, oblivious to the ticking clock and the imminent return of Yotsuba's husband.
*BZZZT!*
Suddenly, a phone's vibration broke the silence. Yotsuba's screen lit up, displaying Fuutarou's name.
"…!?!?"
Yotsuba gasped, but Ren didn't stop. He leaned down, kissing her shoulder from behind, as if urging her to stay calm. With effort, Yotsuba reached for her phone.
"H-Hello… Fuutarou?" Yotsuba struggled to steady her breathing, her voice slightly hoarse.
"Yotsuba? You're still awake?" Fuutarou's tired voice came through. "Sorry, I might have to work late again tonight. Something urgent came up at the office. Go to sleep first."
As Fuutarou spoke, Yotsuba let out a faint moan, unable to help it as Ren delivered a deep thrust from behind.
"Ah… U-Ugh… It's fine, Fuutarou…"
She bit her lip, trying to suppress her gasps.
"Yotsuba? Are you okay? I heard a weird sound. What are you doing?" Fuutarou asked, his tone slightly suspicious.
"Ah! I-It's… I'm eating a banana!" Yotsuba blurted, masking her aroused tone. "I'm… eating a really big, delicious banana. Lately, I've been addicted to these bananas."
Ren grinned behind Yotsuba, his movements becoming rhythmic, as if mocking her excuse.
*PA!* *PA!* *PA!* *PA!*
"The texture is so soft and sweet. It melts in my mouth. I can't stop eating it. It really makes me… feel so full and satisfied."
Yotsuba closed her eyes, feeling Ren's deepening thrusts, forcing her to disguise her moans as enjoyment of food.
On the other end, Fuutarou sighed. "Bananas, huh… Don't overeat, Yotsuba. You'll get a stomachache. It's late."
"Okay, Fuutarou… Ah! Ugh… I'll keep that in mind." Yotsuba replied, her voice pitching higher as Ren intensified his movements.
"Alright. I'll hang up. Go to sleep. Don't stay up."
Fuutarou remained oblivious to the "banana" his wife meant, far different from what he imagined.
"Mmm… Okay, Fuutarou-kun… good night!"
Yotsuba hurriedly ended the call, dropping her phone aside.
"Ahhhhhhhh~"
She arched back, moaning loudly as Ren reached his peak, concluding their "banana session" with an undeniable burst of pleasure.
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After playing the role of a volunteer sowing seeds in another's field, Ren drove back to his lavish residence in Chiyoda District.
"I'm home."
"Welcome home, hubby."
Entering the house, Ren saw Itsuki and Masha sitting side by side on the living room sofa, watching TV.
Itsuki, with her ninth-month pregnant belly, and Masha, in her first month of pregnancy.
"It's late. Pregnant women like you two shouldn't stay up."
Ren sat between them, his hand rubbing Itsuki's swollen belly before moving to Masha's still-flat stomach.
Masha leaned in, sniffing Ren with a playful pout.
"I smell another woman. Aren't you satisfied with five women at home, yet you're still cheating outside?"
On the other side, Itsuki glanced at him. A hint of jealousy flickered in her eyes, but she was used to Ren's playboy ways.
"If you want to sleep with me, shower first. I don't want to sleep with a husband who smells of other women." Itsuki said.
"Alright, alright. I'll shower. But after that, don't expect to escape." Ren replied, kissing Itsuki and Masha's lips in turn.
"We're not running. Just making sure Ren-kun is clean for us." Masha giggled.
Itsuki gave a faint smile, shaking her head. Despite a touch of frustration, Ren's presence and attention, though shared, were still something she craved.