Episode 23. Transaction (3)

A black string, contrasting with her white skin, bisected Vera’s buttocks as if marking territory. The fabric covering her vagina and anus was only slightly wider than the string that met it perpendicularly at her waist-a string in the truest sense. It was tied in knots on either side of her waist, perhaps to tighten it. The string pressed slightly into her waist, creating a bulge of flesh. That string, masquerading as panties, seemed to be packaging her soft flesh for easy access, highlighted by the emphasized curve of her ass. # Episode 23. Deal (3)

“What? Why are you here?”

“Mother-in-law called me…”

“She called you?”

Monica’s gaze shifted to Vera, though she didn’t glare at her mother, her eyes lacking any sharpness.

“Yes, Ed, didn’t Edward-kyoung postpone the wedding because he wasn’t feeling well? So, I called him to check if he was healthy.”

She called him Ed as usual, risking exposure.

“Hmm, really? So, is he healthy?”

“Yes, except for his injured arm, he’s very big, healthy, and vigorous…”

“Seems like it. Isn’t the arm just an exaggeration?”

“That’s the diagnosis from Mountberne-jajak-nim.”

“Hmph, just kidding. You’re no fun. I have something to discuss with Mother alone, so you can leave.”

“Yes, I understand.”

I left immediately at the dismissal. As someone who didn’t want to be with Monica, I welcomed it. I was worried that Vera couldn’t lie, but nothing would change by being together. I couldn’t control Vera’s words or speak for her in front of Monica, just because I was there.

‘I just have to hope Vera doesn’t get caught…’

All I can do is make Vera completely mine so she won’t be kicked out even if she’s discovered. Or hope that Winnie, that woman, does her job properly.

Monica clapped her hands, and maids waiting outside the door set up a simple fruit platter, snacks, and tea on the table. Monica wasn’t interested in the rest, happily munching on a sweet cookie.

“I don’t know how much I had to resist eating this while I was on the expedition.”

“Don’t act like a child and just snack like that. Did you eat rice?”

“No… I’ll start eating properly again from tonight.”

“You need to eat properly. If you keep skipping meals and eating haphazardly, you’ll suffer later.”

“It was because of the wedding. Now that it’s postponed, I’ll eat properly, okay?”

“Alright. But if you’re going to eat something like this, you should have given some to Edward-kyoung.”

“Aren’t you taking care of your son-in-law too much already?”

“If I don’t take care of him, who else here will? It would be nice if you were just a little more affectionate, but you’re just scolding him for strange reasons. You’re at the age for romance, so go and act cute.”

Act cute to Edward? He wasn’t a stranger anymore, but Monica couldn’t imagine herself acting affectionately. What was she lacking that she would do that? In the end, Monica came up with a poor excuse.

“If there’s someone who’s affectionate, shouldn’t there be someone who’s strict to balance the Family?”

“Don’t talk nonsense. A harmonious married life is necessary to have many children. Being an only child is unsettling.”

“W-what are you suddenly talking about?”

“The issue of succession is more important than you think? It’s better to have them sooner rather than later.”

“I’m only nineteen. You’re already telling me to have children…”

“Right. This mother of yours gave birth to you when she was fourteen.”

“I have to do the work of a Young Lady too…”

Monica, sensing that a lecture was about to begin, tried to change the subject, but it was no use. The nagging that had been building up while they were apart began to pour out, starting with pregnancy. Monica was stuck sitting there, listening to lectures about the necessity of a successor and the mindset for it. Unlike Vera, who was born and raised in the capital and didn’t faithfully believe in religion, that time was even more grueling.

“…So, as God emphasizes, you should have many children. Only eat good things. Only look at good things. Edward-kyoung is strong, so if you just try hard, you can definitely have a child. It’s not like you can’t work just because you’re pregnant.”

Remembering Edward’s huge thing and violent waist that had been inside her body just moments ago, Vera said, Monica’s body flinched and stiffened.

“Edward-kyoung is strong? How does Mom know that?”

Vera sensed her mistake in Monica’s startled eyes. But it was still something that could be easily salvaged.

“…Knights are usually strong. They swing swords all day with that physique, it would be stranger if they weren’t strong, wouldn’t it? A man’s waist strength is the most important thing. Just looking at how thick his waist is, he must be strong.”

Vera couldn’t say that she knew because she had used it for the past few days. The semen still inside her made her recall the waist movements that had poked at her own weaknesses, which even Vera hadn’t known about.

“Hmm, is that so? I see.”

Slightly embarrassed by the topic, Monica’s face flushed. She didn’t particularly like men, but as a woman, she wasn’t entirely without sexual interest. Monica shoved a few more cookies into her mouth, said goodbye, and left Vera’s room.

‘Was I that harsh?’

Monica thought that if Vera, who always took her side, was saying such things, her attitude might have been a bit problematic. The way she had been protecting and caring for Edward, who wasn’t even there. The fact that Edward had proposed to Vera flashed through her mind, and a certain hypothesis crossed her mind, but she immediately shook her head, dismissing it as nonsense.

‘Is it because I’ve been picking out strange novels to read lately?’

She had a lot of work to do since she had just returned today. After shaking off unnecessary thoughts, Monica went to find her friend Winnie, who would help her with her work.

‘I should ask for some medicine for bug bites.’

There was a red, swollen area on Vera’s chest, as if she had been bitten by mosquitoes in the summer.

The next morning. I grabbed Vera from behind as she came out of the church and took her to a secluded spot next to the church. Vera, who had been struggling in surprise, seemed to have caught a glimpse of my face, as she didn’t scream or resist and obediently entrusted herself to me.

“Y-you really startled me.”

“How can you be so surprised when Vera-nuna called me here?”

“Someone suddenly covered me from behind and dragged me away, how could I not be surprised?! And I said I was going for a walk for the first time in a while, I didn’t tell you to come.”

This morning, the three of us, Vera, Monica, and I, had breakfast together for the first time in a while. But during the meal, Vera suddenly said, ‘I should go for a walk for the first time in a while~’. I knew that she had gone for a walk yesterday and the day before, so I was dumbfounded, but Vera kept looking at me after Monica declined her invitation to go for a walk, so I realized the purpose of her statement.

“It was written all over your face that you wanted my penis, are you going to lie?”

“W-want that?! I’m not a perverted woman, there’s no way I would.”

I slipped my hand under Vera’s skirt and grabbed one of her buttocks. I felt the luscious, soft flesh of her butt without anything in the way. Why is there really only butt?

“Did you perhaps not wear underwear?”

“I did wear it.”

If she wore it, what exactly did she wear? Come to think of it, I had never actually seen Vera’s butt with my own eyes. Even when we had sex, we only did it face to face. When I lifted her skirt, I saw her fair butt and underwear.

“We’re outside… what if someone sees us?”

“Are these even panties? Isn’t it just a string?”

A black string, contrasting with her white skin, bisected Vera’s buttocks as if marking territory. The fabric covering her vagina and anus was only slightly wider than the string that met it perpendicularly at her waist-a string in the truest sense. It was tied in knots on either side of her waist, perhaps to tighten it. The string pressed slightly into her waist, creating a bulge of flesh. That string, masquerading as panties, seemed to be packaging her soft flesh for easy access, highlighted by the emphasized curve of her ass.

“Did you wear such sexy underwear because we didn’t do it last night?”

“It’s not sexy… it’s, well, it’s hot because it’s summer. I took out something cool to wear…”

The weather is definitely hot. It felt a bit stuffy even though it was still morning. But what made me even hotter was Vera’s lewd ass. Seeing something like this would revive even a dying man’s penis. Although I wouldn’t want to show this to a dying guy.

“Hold it up.”

I ordered Vera to hold up her skirt so it wouldn’t fall down. Vera’s ass seemed to be seducing me. The lewd sight made me pull out my stiff penis without any foreplay. When I pushed it between Vera’s legs, I felt a moist fabric. Fortunately, Vera seemed to be aroused without foreplay as well.

“You only wear black underwear to hide the wetness, right?”

“N-no…”

“It’s so wet. Tell me to put my penis in your vagina. Otherwise, I’ll just rub against you in this position like before.”

“Ugh, how can you say such a thing…”

She still doesn’t say these things on her own, huh?

“It’s my wish. If you do it just once, I feel like my penis will get even harder, really, can’t you?”

“It’s such vulgar language…”

She seemed tempted by the words ‘penis getting harder’ but didn’t give in. Still, I really wanted to hear Vera say the words ‘penis’ and ‘vagina’.

“You still haven’t used the wish ticket you got when we were studying last time, right? The cancellation of the marriage with Monica hasn’t been finalized, so instead of that, do this for me.”

“Um… you’re doing it because I asked? I’m not usually a woman who says these things.”

“I know, I know.”

Ahem, Vera cleared her throat and turned her head. She couldn’t bring herself to look at my face.

“P-please put your penis in my that place.”

“Where’s the vagina?”

“Agh…”

Still, this is good enough. I forcefully thrust into Vera’s soaking wet vagina in a doggy style position.

“My vagina!”

Hmm, I was going to let it slide, but she ended up saying it. I wonder if she bit her tongue?