Chapter 15: About Where to Let the Maid Sleep

Once again, the maid tumbled off the chaise longue and looked up at me, still half-asleep.

"Huh? Prince Robby? Why are you in a place like this?"

If I think of this as charm, she’s actually kind of cute, but when you consider how she’s failing at her duties, there’s no way to describe her as anything but a useless maid. If I seriously complained and asked for a replacement, the head maid would probably come rushing in, bow until her head touched the floor in apology, and immediately send someone new. She might even take the night shift herself. But the thought of the head maid spending the night in my room is something I’d rather avoid. So maybe this one is fine just the way she is. As long as she sleeps in this room without causing me any trouble, that’s good enough. If she stays asleep even while I do whatever I want at night, even better.

That being the case, where could I let her sleep without her bothering me? The only place I could think of was my own bed. My bed is an unnecessarily large king-size, so even if she slept in it, there would still be plenty of space for me. All that was left was to make her agree.

"You keep bothering me no matter where you sleep!! Just sleep in my bed with me!"

The maid turned pale.

"I could never do something so presumptuous! I’ll sleep on this chair."

I already told her that wasn’t an option.

"If you sleep there, your snoring is so bad that I can’t sleep! This is an order! Get in the bed and sleep!!"

Perhaps because I raised my voice (though a ten-year-old’s yelling shouldn’t be scary, a prince’s command apparently carries weight), the maid grumbled for a moment but eventually gave in. Then she started taking off her maid uniform, leaving only her chemise!

"Hey, I’m not ordering you to attend me in bed or anything."

(Well... I wouldn’t mind if she did.)

"I understand. There’s no way someone like you would be interested in an old woman like me. I’m only taking off my uniform because I have to hand over duties in the morning, and I can’t do that in a wrinkled uniform. I wanted to hang it up so it doesn’t get creased."

She gave a perfectly reasonable explanation. When I nodded silently, she hung up her uniform on the chair and said,

"Excuse me,"

before climbing into the bed.

When she took off the uniform, I was surprised to see she actually had quite a narrow waist. Her hips weren’t as large as I had thought either.

Inside the bed, the maid looked at my face and said,

"Prince Robby, thank you so much for your kindness. Please keep this a secret, I beg you!"

Lying face-to-face in bed created a strangely intimate atmosphere. Looking at her like this, it was odd how I actually found her kind of cute.

I decided to check her information.

**Linda Lewis – 34 years old – Widow – Maid**

I was shocked — she was younger than I expected! I sighed, once again realizing that whether in my previous life or this one, I’m terrible at guessing women’s ages.

A widow, huh? That meant there were no concerns at all — I could do whatever I wanted! The moment I thought that, she suddenly moved right into the center of my strike zone! Should I go for it? It might be good... Of course, I’d still need her consent.

"Why do you work in the inner palace, Linda? Isn’t the work hard? I’ve heard that workplaces full of only women can be tough."

Linda looked surprised by my question.

"Prince Robby, how do you know my name!? Ah, someone must have told you. Well... I had two children with my late husband, a knight — a son and a daughter. The five of us lived together with my mother-in-law. But eight years ago, my husband died from an epidemic. Life became very difficult after that. Around that time, they were recruiting maids for the inner palace, so I applied and was luckily accepted. I’ve been working here ever since. It was hard at first, but I got used to it. Besides, as you can see, I’m not the type to worry about small things and I forget things quickly even if people scold me."

She spoke cheerfully.

"That sounds tough. What do your children do when you have night duty like tonight?"

"My mother-in-law looks after them. My son is already sixteen, so he’s working now and life has become a bit easier, but the pay here is good, so I can’t quit. Night duty also comes with extra pay, which really helps. But I often fall asleep in the chair and get scolded for it... sometimes they even reduce my bonus."

"Even so, Prince Robby is being so kind to me and even letting me sleep in such a soft bed. I can’t thank you enough. Really, thank you so much."

She leaned in so close that our faces were almost touching, peering at me. This distance was basically right before a kiss, wasn’t it?

Well then... hehehe.

I quickly gave her a light peck on the lips. Linda’s eyes widened in shock. Finding her reaction adorable, I chuckled. She ended up laughing along with me.

"You’re quite the mischievous one, Prince Robby. In the past..."

She trailed off.

"In the past? Yeah, I know what I was like."

"I’m sorry..."

"It’s fine. Then... one more time."

"Can’t be helped, I suppose... Just one more time, okay? Hehe."

"Got it!"

I didn’t know what I was agreeing to, but I answered and kissed her again. This time it wasn’t just a peck — it was a proper *chu!* I held her cheeks with both hands so she couldn’t escape and kissed her firmly. Linda’s eyes were wide open again, but I stared at her with strong determination, refusing to let go. Whether she was overwhelmed by my princely status or finally gave in, she eventually closed her eyes. Taking that as permission, I slipped my tongue into her mouth and searched for hers. She seemed surprised and tried to pull away, but I held her cheeks firmly and continued the kiss.

I climbed on top of her and pressed my already hardening cock against her lower belly, grinding it against her. Unfortunately, because I was shorter than her, it didn’t reach her pussy.

Linda froze for a moment, then her hand reached down and grabbed my cock — not to push it away, but to hold it over my pajamas! I was the one who got shocked this time. When she saw my surprised face, Linda chuckled softly and said,

"Prince Robby, you’ve been holding it in, haven’t you? It must have been hard. If you’d like, I can help you with this?"

I was stunned once again!

"Linda, is that really okay? Are you sure?"

Linda smiled gently.

"Yes, it’s fine. You don’t have a wife yet, and when men get like this, it’s better to let it out, right?"

She slipped her hand inside my pants and began stroking my cock! Her grip was perfect — she moved her hand with just the right amount of pressure. This was amazing! Neither Cass nor Marin-sensei were this skilled! If Cass was E-rank, Linda was easily A-rank. The pleasure was too intense for my young body, and I felt like I was going to cum almost immediately.

"L-Linda! I can’t hold it! I’m about to cum!!"

I had no idea what she would do when I came, but I trusted she would handle it. As I gave in and let it happen, Linda quickly lowered her head and took the head of my cock into her mouth with a wet *slurp*!

W-what are you doing—!? On top of that, she used her tongue to stimulate my glans. No good, no good, I’m really about to—! Her hand gently massaged my balls while her tongue licked all over the head, carefully stimulating the sensitive areas with just the right pressure.

**Dooosshhhhyuuuuuu—!!**

Without making a sound, I shot everything with full force into Linda’s mouth.

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I held Linda’s head in place and pushed my cock all the way to the back of her throat. She swallowed every drop I released with audible *gulp, gulp* sounds. I couldn’t believe she was actually doing this. Not only did she swallow it all, she kept sucking and licking my glans with her tongue even after I finished. The pleasure turned into sensitivity so intense it almost hurt.

"Uuuuh...!" ℴℴ𝘮

When I let out a groan, Linda looked up at me with an incredibly seductive gaze. Even though I had just cum, my cock was still hard. She continued sucking it while gently caressing my balls with one hand and stroking my lower belly and the base of my shaft with the other. Was Linda really just a maid? Or had Cass secretly called in a professional?

By the time I had emptied everything, Linda finally pulled her mouth away, but she kept stroking me slowly with her hand and asked with a mischievous smile,

"Ufufu, Prince Robby... would you like to go again? You’re still so energetic. Since you’re so young, I’m sure you can cum more, right?"

Her voice was clearly teasing me, as if she already knew the answer. Of course I replied instantly,

"Please... I’m begging you!"

I had thought it would take longer to recover, but the moment Linda started licking my glans again while stroking me, I got hard once more.

"Linda, let me touch your breasts."

She shifted her body obediently and pulled her breasts out of her chemise. They were huge! These were breasts meant for serious groping! They were large, but her nipples were relatively small compared to the size of her breasts. Still, they were already hard and erect. I played with her nipples, rolling and pinching them between my fingers.

While still sucking on my cock, Linda moaned,

"Ufufu, you’re so good at that... ahh..."

Her voice helped me get even harder. There was no way my thirty-year-old self from my previous life could have recovered this fast. But since this was the second round, I could fully enjoy Linda’s tongue work. She seemed to be enjoying it too — her hands roamed over my stomach while she moved her head up and down, using different techniques. My hands were completely occupied with her breasts. Even though they had lost some of their firmness, they were so soft and overflowing that my hands sank into them, yet her nipples stayed hard and pointed. It felt incredible! I wanted to put my mouth on them, but I held back, thinking I probably shouldn’t go that far today. I kept rolling and pinching her nipples, and in response, Linda’s hips started moving.

Her sweet, heated breaths leaking around my cock pushed me over the edge again. I grabbed her head and thrust deep into her throat as I came with everything I had, squeezing out every last drop from my balls.

My hips jerked uncontrollably as I finished. Linda held my waist tightly, determined not to spill a single drop. Her mouth and tongue worked me perfectly, milking me dry. Watching her throat move as she swallowed made me wonder if that was becoming her "nutrition" now... I had weird thoughts even at a time like this. At least it meant I still had the presence of mind to think.

Linda licked her lips clean and asked,

"Prince Robby, are you satisfied now?"

She was still gently holding my cock. She even leaned in and gave the tip a little kiss to clean off the last bead of cum that had oozed out.

"Yeah... thank you. I feel so much better now. But Linda... why did you do that for me? Don’t normal noblewomen usually refuse to do something like that?"

"Fufufu, that’s true. I’m sure most noble ladies wouldn’t. But I don’t really know about other nobles."

That made sense. It wasn’t the kind of thing nobles would openly discuss with each other.

"Then why did you do it for me? Of course I’m incredibly grateful..."

"I know. I don’t mind if you look down on me for it, but the truth is I wasn’t born a noble. I’m a commoner. I was the daughter of the village chief in a small village about a day’s travel from the capital. My husband came to the village for work, took a liking to me, and we got married."

Linda kept slowly stroking my softening cock as she spoke. Was she hinting she wanted another round?

"You must have been surprised by all the things I did, right? That’s the difference between nobles and commoners. Out in the villages, people are very open about sex. Even during the day, farmer couples will do it in the corner of a field. They don’t mean to show anyone, but when it’s between wheat fields or behind the watermill, anyone can see. And the women moan loudly, so of course people hear it.

When the man gets in the mood but the woman isn’t, she’ll often just use her mouth to satisfy him. I saw that as a child and learned that doing it that way makes men happy. Later, the women in the village openly taught me all sorts of things — how to move my tongue, how to stimulate certain spots to make them cum faster — using gestures and everything. When there wasn’t much time, they’d even do it standing up like animals (I think that’s called doggy style?) or facing each other while both standing. As a child I thought it was amazing. But watching the women look so happy made me a little jealous.