Chapter 160: Christine, Don’t We Need to Go Back Soon?

"Robby-sama, what’s wrong?"

Christine tilted her head and asked. She had seen through the brief moment I was thinking about Cass.

"No, I was just thinking that what you said is true, Christine."

I gave a vague answer to brush it off.

"Yes, it’s not something someone as old as me, with a husband and children, should be saying."

Christine’s voice was starting to crack with tears.

But was it really okay to be doing this? Weren’t the people in the Accounting Bureau aware we hadn’t returned yet? Since everyone saw us leave, wouldn’t they say things like "Those two aren’t coming back, are they?"? As a coward, it worried me.

"Christine, won’t it be bad if we take too long to return to the Accounting Bureau? People might start spreading weird rumors, you know?"

I asked. Surely she wouldn’t say everyone already knew so it was fine. However, Christine replied,

"It’s all right. If we say Robin-sama suddenly felt unwell on the way and I escorted you to your room, everyone will believe it. No one would imagine that a prince and an older bureau staff member are doing anything inappropriate. Besides, even if people talk behind our backs, no one will say anything openly."

She said this with a bewitching glint in her eyes.

"Haaah~"

Women are terrifying. I was reminded of that once again.

Christine cupped my cheeks with her hands and kissed me. In the dim, dusty warehouse in broad daylight — it was the perfect erotic situation! My cock was already getting hard just from that.

Christine’s hand touched my clothes, then quickly moved down and stroked my cock over my pants. It felt so good! The sensation was completely different depending on the person. Christine’s touch was unique. When I moved my hips a little, she unbuttoned my pants and loosened the string while still kissing me. She slipped her hand into my underwear and started stroking my cock. Ahhh, that perfect pressure on the glans and shaft... Mmmmmm—

How was she so skilled? And it felt so good. She slowly applied pressure from the base up to the head, squeezing. Her fingers stroked around the glans. I felt like I was going to cum any second. Hurry! Hurry, put it in your mouth! Lick it!

Christine pulled her face away, smiled "ufufu," then lowered her head and took the glans into her mouth. My head was already full of wanting her to suck it, so I couldn’t wait! The lewd sounds of Christine’s blowjob — juru, juru, juru — echoed. Her tongue wrapped pleasantly around the glans. Her lips stimulated the ridge while her tongue licked all around and even poked into the urethra. Uu, uu, uu, it feels so good! When she continued, I arched back and my head went numb. There was no way I could put it inside Christine here, so I wanted to cum in her mouth before anyone came!!

"Christine, I’m about to—!"

Even if it was fast, I wanted to let it out! Sensing my urgency, Christine pulled her mouth away, smiled bewitchingly, and asked,

"Robby-sama, I understand. Is my mouth fine? Or would you like to cum in my lower mouth?"

Huh!? Here!? I thought, but if it was possible, I wanted to! There was no choice!

"Of course I want to! Not in your mouth — in your lower one!"

At my soul’s cry, Christine nodded and said,

"Understood. It’s an old, used one, but please use it if you like."

While saying that, Christine added,

"Please wait a moment."

She cast Purity on the desk beside us to clean it, then climbed on top. She smoothly slipped off her panties, rolled them up, and put them in her pocket. (Can I have those panties? I want to keep them as a memento — I didn’t say that, of course.)

She slowly lifted her skirt and showed her womanhood right in front of my eyes. Ahh, magnificent!

"It’s a bit embarrassing, but since today is the last time, I’ll show you. Please cum inside. It’s worn out, but please use it if you like. Ufufu."

Her voice was already sweet, lewd, and seductive. It seemed to coil around my body. The sight before me — a woman’s genitals — was grotesque yet incredibly beautiful. Dark brown pubic hair, the same color as her head hair, framed her labia majora. It was my first time seeing Christine’s! Her labia minora were slightly spread and twitching, coated in clear fluid. Her clitoris above them was proudly asserting its presence, as if saying "Hurry up and lick me, tease me." The soft light leaking in from the window made it even more erotic.

"Christine, you’re already so ready!"

It was obvious, but I was so surprised by how completely prepared she was that it slipped out.

"Silly boy, ufufu."

She called me silly. An unexpectedly disrespectful remark from Christine, but it felt so good that I couldn’t scold her. I placed my glans against her vaginal entrance and said,

"I’m putting it in."

Christine reached out with both arms to embrace me. While looking at her smiling "ufufu" face, I leaned over her and pushed my glans into her vagina. There was no resistance — rather, it was swallowed in.

"Nn!"

Christine lifted her chin and let out a single sound. Her mouth twisted as if trying to speak, but it came out nasal and unclear. The sensation of her insides spreading, the pleasure of my glans pushing them open, resonated throughout my body. When I moved my hips and thrust in and out, her vagina quickly became wetter. The lewd "nucha nucha" sounds echoed. It was so obscene and erotic, stimulating my brain intensely.

"Aaah, ah, aahn!"

Christine’s voice echoed through the warehouse. She furrowed her brows and pursed her lips. Her legs wrapped around my waist and pulled me closer, as if urging "Harder! Faster! Deeper!!"

"Ki— Kiss!"

Christine stuck out her tongue, begging, so I kissed her and entwined our tongues. Only the wet sounds from our lower bodies echoed.

At that moment, the warehouse door made a loud "Gatun!" sound. I instantly stopped moving and held my breath. Christine’s eyes widened as she looked at me, then toward the door. The shelves blocked the view from here. Even though our bodies were still, Christine’s vagina wouldn’t stop moving. Whether from tension or something else, it was twitching and wriggling.

The door creaked open with a "Giii—", and a woman’s voice called from the entrance,

"Is anyone there—?"

She seemed to be checking if anyone was inside the warehouse. Before I could think what to do, Christine — still holding my cock inside her — shouted loudly toward the door in a completely normal voice,

"We’re here—! MacVee from the Accounting Bureau is tidying up in the back—!!"

There was zero trace of lust in her voice. The sweet, moaning voice from earlier was completely gone — it was a perfectly ordinary voice.

Because Christine had raised her voice, I could feel the movement of her abdominal muscles against my stomach, and her vagina squeezed tight — Guuuu!! Uuuu— it feels so good! Without thinking about the situation, I started moving my hips again, thrusting. The "nuchu nuchu" sounds were made, but they probably didn’t reach the door. Sorry, Christine — don’t glare at me. Aahhh, it feels good. Thrusting while looking at Christine’s serious face was incredibly hot!

"Understood— When you’re finished, please lock the door—!"

A loud voice replied from the door.

"Roger thaaat— Thank you for your haaard woooork— Aaaahhhhhh—!!"

The door slammed shut with a bang. Every time Christine raised her voice loudly, her vagina squeezed me strongly. Toward the end, her voice mixed with sounds she wouldn’t want others to hear, but hopefully they didn’t reach.

After hearing the door close, Christine glared at me, but immediately pulled my head close and urged me to move my hips. Squeezed by Christine, I was already at my limit!!

"Christine, I’m—!"

"Aaahhh! Come—!! Please pour it iiiinside meeee!!"

She accelerated her movements and raised her legs wide. Semen surged from my balls into my cock and glans, pouring into Christine.

Byuu!! Byuu!! Byuu!! My glans trembled as I filled her.

"Nnnn—!!"

Christine arched back and shook her body in time with my release. The folds inside her that wrapped around my cock writhed and clung as if urging me to give more. Every time, my body trembled. Christine’s legs wrapped around my waist, as if begging me to pour my seed as deep as possible.

"Aah, Robin-sama’s... it’s flowing in! I can feel the heat..."

Christine trembled with aftershocks.

Leaning against Christine’s body and resting my weight on her felt wonderful. She stroked my hair. I wondered if Christine had some skill she could give me? As I thought that, something flowed into me with a "bikun!" Was it coming from my child-sized cock? What? What? What?

I checked my skills!

『Lost Life Transmission Technique　Sword Technique 6　Spear Technique 1　Fighting Technique 4　Healthy Legs 4　Quick Legs 3　Fire 2　Light 1　Water 2　Stealth 4　Concealment 4　Appraisal 2　Detection 2　Purity 3　Deception 2　Sexual Technique 2　Mana Bag 4　Poison Vision 4　Berserker 2　Strength 2　Mental Magic Resistance 6　Calculation 3』

It was Calculation...