The Housekeeper Onee-San Became My Personal Maid. Doesn’t That Mean, She Is Already My Wife?

 Chapter 14: - Sweet Dinner Time

“I’m home~.”

“Welcome home, Kanako-san.” I greeted her,

“Ara?”

She came into the living room and stared at the room.

“Heheheh, it’s been a while since I cooked dinner for you.” I said,

“Eh~, really~?”

“I’m not as skilled as Kanako-san, though.”

“No~, I don’t think so. Is this my farewell party?”

“Yes, it is. Kanako-san, good job working as a housekeeper.” I said,

“Touma-kun,…, can I give you a hug?”

“Ah, yes.”

I nodded and with a smile, Kanako-san walked over to my side.

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“Eeeee.”

And then she hugged me.

Kanako-san’s body was very soft. Her breasts were especially big and soft.

The sheer volume of them that I felt again was amazing.

“Thank you, Touma-Kun.”

“Y-You’re welcome.”

“Hey, …, can I kiss you?” She asked,

“Eh? No, it’s still before dinner. …”

“It doesn’t matter.”

Kanako-san touched my cheeks with both hands and pressed her beautiful lips against mine.

And they overlapped softly.

“Nnnn…. Touma-kun… love you… Touma… chuuu~, ahhh~…”

The usually innocent and sweet Kanako-san aggressively attacked me.

But I honestly found that irresistible.

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“Eh, he knows about us?”

“Yeah, Michisaburo was insistent … oh, and he’s my best friend, in case you were wondering.”

“I see… Actually, One of my good friends, a regular Onee-san, also found out that I have a younger boyfriend named Touma-kun.”

“The customer of today?”

“Yes.”

“I see. …”

We were both somewhat embarrassed.

“She’s a writer who writes essays about love.” She said,

“Eh~, that’s amazing.”

“So I think She might interview you next time.”

“Really?. I don’t have much experience.”

“Me neither. … Then”

“Hmm?”

“Would you like to experience it … tonight?” She asked,

一一For a moment, I almost dropped my spoon.

“B-By Experience, you mean …”

“… first experience.”

Kanako said, with her head lowered.

“No, it’s … Give me a little time.”

“How long is a little?”

“Errr, you kissed me a week ago, so maybe …1 month?’

“I can’t wait.”

“What?”

“Because when I kissed Touma-kun earlier, my … womb was tingling, and it was so unbearable.”

“Ka-Kanako-san, …… are you eating alright?”

“I’m sorry. But … that’s how I really feel.”

We stared at each other and became very nervous.

“If K-Kanako-san insists, then … I’ll… do my best.”

“T-Touma-kun…”

“Ah, but I don’t have that …. thing.” I said,

“What thing?”

“You know, that.”

“Ah … that thing … we can get it from the convenience store?” She said,

Kanako-san blushed immediately after saying this.

“….I’m sorry. I sound like a really lewd girlfriend.”

“No, I think this … is the best.”

“Ba-baka…”

“Because, honestly,… even I can’t resist imagining having sex with Kanako-san,… those big breasts.”

“Mou~, hey.”

“I-I’m sorry.”

“Fufu~… it’s not safe to go out at night, so let’s go buy it some other time.”

“Y-yeah, b-but we can get the car….”

“Eh? What is it, Touma-kun? What is it….”

“Ah, …, of course, as a man, I would want to have sex with a big-breasted beauty like Kanako-san.”

“I-I see. … Even I can’t wait to be with my handsome younger boyfriend like Touma-kun.”

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“Kanako-san, let’s stop for now.”

“O-oh well. I mean, I’ve already been drinking. I can’t use the car anyway.”

“So let’s just call it a day.”

“Yes. But … Instead, can I kiss you a lot?”

“Eh?”

“This time on the bed, … deeper and more passionate than before. …”

Kanako-san gazed at me with lustful eyes.

I gulped.

“B-but, but if you do that… I might not be able to stop, you know?”

“At that time… I’ll be ready.”

She stared at me and said.

“Ka-Kanako-san, I can’t … do this anymore.”

“What?”

“Kanako-san is too … attractive. It’s driving me crazy.”

“I’ve been … going crazy for a long time, too, you know? Because of Touma-kun.”

“…I’m sorry.”

“Noope, I won’t forgive you ♡.”

“Eh~?”

“Here, open wide.” She said,

“Right now!?”

“Yeah, ahhh” 

“A-ahhh….” I opened my mouth,

“How is it? Is it good?”

“I-I made it myself, you know.”

“Ah, I see. Well, now it’s your turn to feed me.”

“Will I be okay?” I muttered to myself,

“Hmm?”

“It’s nothing.”

It wasn’t even dessert time, but it was still kind of a sweet time.