A Lewd Story

Susy's energy seeped into Jack making his face bloom in a sweet smile. "Good afternoon, aunt Susy!" He greeted her and asked, "Where are Miti and Milo?"

"Ha, they just don't sit in one place! Now exhausted, they are taking a nap after lunch," Susy answered in a cheerful tone.

"I bet they would be recharged once again after waking up to topple the whole neighborhood, haha!" Jack joked.

"Hehehe! Right! They sure give me a hard time!" And although she said such, not a hint of annoyance could be sensed from her expression; she was happy even.

"And why are you standing there? Come sit here, we were just talking about you." She gestured him to sit.

"I'm dirty aunty, I'll take a bath first," Jack said.

"Hm, why do you sweat the small stuff? Sit here, until your water is ready," Susy said with a smile while Jack looked towards his mother who gave him a light nod with a smile.

"Accompany aunt, Jack. She couldn't have a proper talk with you since you returned," saying so, Rita left.

Despite her appearance, Susy isn't much younger than Rita, that's why Jack calls her aunty.

"And what were you talking about me, behind my back?" Jack asked in jest.

"Hehe, it's how much you have changed after you have returned. You have become much quieter than before," Susy replied.

"Really?"

"That's right! Before, you would blabber on and on... there wasn't a boring moment with you around. Now your speech has become expensive!" Susy chuckled.

"Haha! I was like that?"

"Oh, silly me! I forgot you have lost your memories!" she facepalmed cutely before adding, "You know, you would frequently come to our house to play with Miti and Milo. You would take care of them like a big brother…" She began recounting past memories.

They chatted like that until Jack went to take a bath. As he came back, Susy had to leave to tend to her guests who had just arrived.

Both the mother and son then had a pleasant lunch together. He then asked her to teach him reading, to which Rita was happy to spend time with him.

Usually, she would tend to the little farm existing in their backyard. So Jack just asked her to teach him the alphabet as it wouldn't waste her time.

Rita's heart got filled with sweetness seeing his concern.

…

Jack and Rita sat on the sofa as Rita began her lesson. She had brought two feet long and a feet broad wooden sheet and a brush to write.

"Eh? Where is the ink?" Jack asked as he couldn't see it anywhere.

"Hehe, we don't need ink, Jack. This is called a mana slate. See, you just have to write like this while pouring your mana," Rita said as she began writing something on the mana slate. The written characters glowed dark red.

Jack's eyes lit up, "This is amazing! Let me do it," He grabbed the brush and began doodling on it with a wide grin of excitement. He made sure to inject as little mana as possible.

"Oops! Can we erase it…?" Jack asked after creating a mess on the slate.

"Hehehe!" Rita giggled seeing his childish actions before answering, "It will erase itself after a few minutes when the mana is depleted."

"Depleted?" Jack smiled and absorbed all the slate's mana, erasing everything on it. Rita smiled in pleasant surprise.

The slate is made from wood obtained from a commonly found tree. Just like the slate, there are other magic tools and appliances like the stove, the illuminator, etc. They contain intricate magic circle circuits fueled by mana stones.

Jack had found them intriguing, so he had studied them yesterday by observing the mana flow. He could understand and sense how the mana circulates inside the mana circles and then create an elemental output.

Unfortunately, he couldn't replicate them as it would require special ink to draw magic circles.

As the slate got cleaned, Rita began to teach. Fortunately, there were only thirty-five Alphabetical characters with twelve vowels and twenty-three consonants. Otherwise, if he had to learn something like Kanji, it would have given him a hard time.

The characters were rounded but not complicated to learn. Jack would just have to practice a bit to memorize them.

Half an hour passed since Rita began to teach. Now, Jack felt something pleasant and sweet inside his heart hearing his mother's melodious voice.

He looked at her cheerful face and for the first time noticed how beautiful she was. Her silky smooth skin, her arched eyebrows, her cute little nose, and her dense black hair resting on her back, all oozed out kindness and affection.

The affection which was only reserved for him. With this thought, butterflies began to flutter inside his stomach.

He inhaled her sweet fragrance which soothed him to the core.

And realized that only this woman could rouse such sweet feelings inside his heart.

His sight then moved below to be greeted by her motherly buns. Her loose blouse did a good job of revealing them for him. He gauged their size and estimated them to be bigger than his palms.

And with this sweet sight, his crotch began to react. So he bent one of his knees to cover his erection and kept enjoying the sight.

"Hehehe! Where's your attention?" Rita only giggled, unfazed by his gaze on her boobs. She did not even bother to cover them and just asked him to pay attention. She felt something tingling inside her heart and her heartbeat began to rise.

Jack laughed awkwardly as he began paying attention seriously. However, he couldn't help his sight moving upwards once again after a few minutes.

He saw a few bangs of her hair covering her face interrupting the beautiful sight. So his hand unconsciously moved and tucked the hair behind her cute ear.

Rita's heart skipped a beat as she turned up her head. Her sight met with the smiling Jack and her heart began beating rapidly.

Her lips involuntarily curled up in a sweet smile and she asked, "What are you doing, Jack? Didn't I ask you to pay attention?"

"Uhh! I'm sorry mom, I couldn't help looking at your beautiful face!" He blurted out as he turned red out of embarrassment and averted his eyes.

Rita widened her eyes and her mind became blank. Now she couldn't contain her raging heart. Still, she had to control her expressions. So she gently pinched Jack's cheek, "Hehehe! Naughty boy, I see you have developed a sweet tongue. Though I am happy even if it was just flattery."

"What are you saying, mom? It wasn't flattery!" Jack said in a serious tone.

"Hump! Is that even believable? Calling an old lady as beautiful?" she cutely snorted and denied his claim.

"Old lady? Where is she? All I can see is the most gorgeous lady sitting beside me. She is so beautiful that my heart even wants to do this," saying so, he pecked on her white cheek.

Rita's mind went blank once again. Jack was too cute today. His sweet actions completely melted her heart. While her face bloomed in a brilliant smile.

Still, to hide her embarrassment, she twisted his ear, "I think you would make a lot of women fall for you with that glib tongue of yours!"

"Ouch! Ouch!" Jack played along.

"Just don't become a playboy and make sure to take responsibility properly, okay?" she said and Jack tilted his head as if asking where did that come from.

"Hehe, now gather your attention here," she gripped the brush and drew the next character.

There wasn't any distance between them as their bodies touched each other. There weren't any reservations which was obvious.

Jack had an urge to feel her warmth closely so he gently wrapped his hand around her waist from behind to feel its softness.

Rita's body trembled and now the brush in her hand also started quivering. She wondered what Jack was trying to do until she felt his head on her shoulder. His other hand also hugged her waist from the front.

Rita stayed silent for a few moments until she heard his soft breathing, "Hm, so you were just tired," she muttered as she caressed his cheek before kissing his head.

Jack wasn't tired, he just fell asleep enjoying her sweet fragrance and her motherly warmth.

Rita then put the slate and brush aside and leaned her head on his head. She too fell asleep with sweet feelings still whirling inside her.

Maybe some of their feelings weren't that of a mother and child, but they didn't suspect anything. Jack's pheromones and his bloodline did a good job of smoothing out the rough edges.