Chapter 374: I Think We Have to Do It Properly

[A/N: Posting two extra bonus Chapters because we reached another weekly milestone!]

"Um, Sandy."

"What is it?"

Sandy turns.

"Will you come here?"

I am sitting not on the reception-set chair but on the bed. Did this bed have a previous guest too?

"Yes. I understand but what happened?"

Taking a little distance, about one meter away Sandy stands.

"Sandy, since we came here it is all right for you too, yes?"

"Yes? For me too, meaning?"

What are you saying at this late hour Sandy! I stand and take Sandy’s hand.

"It is all right to hold Sandy, yes?"

I peek at Sandy’s face.

"Eh!? Are you saying that seriously? Um, that, even if it is not me there are many maids who want to be Lord Marie’s partner! There are younger cuter maids? Even so why did you lose your mind and me, ah I was rude. Even if I am not chosen, that, you need not mind..."

Sandy becomes waya waya and is terribly shaken.

"What at this late hour. Until just now you were that aggressive."

"No, I thought I was chosen only as a whim."

Sandy says it while trying to shake off my hand.

"No no no, I want Sandy!"

"Th-that, did you not just hold a young cute girl earlier? Holding me after that girl, what joke is it? Please stop, please stop that kind of play!"

Arere, did Sandy not intend to be held by me? Did I only name Sandy out of mischief and in the end think I would not hold Sandy? Did she believe that? While surprised at Sandy’s tremendous low self-affirmation I thought this I absolutely have to do!

Sandy trying somehow to undo my hand gripping her wrist,

"Um, Lord Marie, I am not cute and I am past my prime, not a thing to be held. Th-there are others more..."

and such gucha gucha she says so I push her down to the floor as I am. Eyes wide round Sandy,

"Lord Marie, p-please stop. A-an older woman like me..."

"Sandy, how old are you?"

"Eh, twenty-six. Already an older woman..."

Sandy answers while dodging my lips trying to kiss.

"Twenty-six is young. Is it not still a woman’s peak?"

"B-but I have a child! A four-year-old daughter..." ℯ

"What of it!"

I push a leg between the legs of Sandy who flaps her legs bata bata.

"P-please stop. Ah, that is right, I will comfort you with my mouth. That is all right, yes? Please forgive me with that."

Sandy comes with a feeling of I thought of a good thing! If it stays like this taking off my own trousers and underwear seems hard too so if Sandy says that kind of thing I flashed I will have her let out what is to be let out.

I rise and kneel. Sandy shows a face as if relieved, draws near mozo mozo, takes off my jacket and hangs it on a hanger. Then she undoes the trousers belt. There the already standing son is showing presence.

When she takes the trousers off Sandy who noticed that looks at the son and looks at me.

"Sandy, if you have a husband you are used to seeing it, yes?"

At my question Sandy shakes her head,

"No. Three years have passed since I lost my husband. After losing my husband there has not been this kind of thing even once, I thought there would never be in my life, so um, that, this is after a long time and there may be clumsy places, please forgive that."

When she pulls the trousers to the knees and loosens the underwear string the son appeared bin! in front of Sandy.

"My..."

Sandy stares at the son. Being looked at that much is embarrassing. Sandy timidly stretches a hand trying to grip the son and finally grips. When I stand Sandy is pulled and kneels too. She looks up at me with a face of what happened? I take off trousers and underwear at my feet. Lower body becomes completely naked! and the standing son is brave. Sandy who does not move her hand while gripping that son.

"Sandy."

"Yes?"

I grip the shoulders of Sandy who looked up at me and push her down again. Sandy leaves her hand from the son, sets a hand on my chest and tries to peel me off. If I put on authority as a cap and order here Sandy would grow quiet I suppose but here a devil lodged in my heart!

"Lord Marie, please stooop!!"

I grab both wrists of Sandy who shows resisting at high speed and bring them above her head. Sandy flaps her legs bata bata but that fans the fire of desire even more! Because Sandy flaps her legs the skirt turns up. Thighs started to be seen. When I put a leg between the thighs Sandy starts raging her legs further.

"Please stooop!!"

Already the underwear started to be seen. What, she is wearing a string thong. Cute underwear with flower embroidery. Who do you intend to show it to? That is me, yes?

"Sandy, it is a string thong! What cute flowers are drawn!"

Stupid me who ends up saying an impression without thinking.

"Iyaa!?"

Sandy reacts shaking her face. Already my knee is grinding Sandy’s important place guri guri. I am not moving my knee but because Sandy shakes her waist it is naturally grinding. It is your fault, Sandy!

Sandy is looking at me with a bright red face. She tries to undo the hands I gripped but she cannot match my force, she twists or arches her body but I think all of that is going in the opposite direction of Sandy’s feeling.

The top of the underwear is visible and hidden. Sandy’s underwear is terribly small? In this world I came to is it not the underwear with the least area? This is the same as saying please put a hand in, yes?

When I slip the free hand from the gap above the underwear it reached the split with no resistance at all!?