Chapter 37: Morning Sex with Rina

Starting from the next day, in their daily life, Kitahara enjoyed Hayami Rina’s meticulous care.

Every morning, Hayami Rina would prepare a hearty breakfast. After dropping her daughter off at kindergarten, she would return and devote herself entirely to serving him.

The two, having just started dating, were in the stage of mutual attraction, their feelings intense and passionate — like two magnets drawn to each other, wishing they could stick together every moment.

Whether in the warm kitchen, or in the steam-filled bathroom, whether on the sun-drenched balcony, or in the spacious, bright living room.

Everywhere you could see the two nestled close, sweet and loving, leaving behind traces of their romantic, beautiful love.

Sometimes when Hayami Rina was busy in the kitchen, Kitahara would gently wrap his arms around her waist from behind, feeling her warmth.

In the bathroom, warm water washed over their bodies, crystalline droplets dancing on their skin.

Kitahara gently dried Hayami Rina’s hair, while she closed her eyes and enjoyed the thoughtful care, a blissful smile on her lips.

On the balcony, the two gazed at the beautiful scenery in the distance.

A breeze blew past, lifting Hayami Rina’s hair. Kitahara gently tucked it behind her ear. In the moment their eyes met, love flowed through the air.

On the living room sofa, they sat embracing, watching their favorite films together. Sometimes Hayami Rina would be moved to tears by the plot, and Kitahara would hold her tightly in his arms, softly comforting her.

Just like that, Kitahara and Hayami Rina’s feelings continued to warm and deepen in these ordinary yet warm places.

Today, while Hayami Rina was preparing lunch, Kitahara came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, just as he always did. She stiffened for only a moment before relaxing into his embrace, a small smile tugging at her lips.

"I just went out for a stroll," he murmured against her ear. "Why are you up so early?"

Hayami Rina turned her head slightly, her cheek brushing against his. The smell of miso soup rose from the pot, mingling with the scent of her shampoo. "I was sleeping well, but after a while I felt uncomfortable and woke up."

Kitahara chuckled, his hands resting on the curve of her hips. "If you have nothing else to do, get some rest. You were so tired last night — aren’t you sleepy?"

Hayami Rina giggled, setting down the ladle and twisting in his arms to face him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her full breasts tightly against his chest through the thin fabric of her apron and blouse. "But I’m really not sleepy anymore! In fact, I feel incredibly relaxed!"

Kitahara lowered his head slightly. From the collar of her blouse, the deep cleavage of her breasts was visible, soft and inviting. The kitchen was warm, and so was she.

"It’s morning," he said, his voice low with amusement. "You should not tease me like this..."

Hayami Rina bit her lip, embarrassed. Lately she had begun to enjoy it outside the bedroom — the kitchen, the sofa, anywhere Aya might not be. It was a strange thrill she couldn’t explain, and every time Aya left for school, she found herself unable to resist Kitahara.

He pinched her nipples between his fingers, stimulating them lightly and heavily, alternating between his fingers. Each finger pinched a different nipple. At first, they were soft, but gradually they hardened, like two rubies, starkly adorning her two large breasts.

"Mmm...mmm..."

Inside the room, Kitahara’s heavy breathing and Hayami Rina’s moans as she licked his penis echoed back and forth.

After a long while, Hayami Rina finally couldn’t hold back any longer. Kitahara spat the penis out of his pants, then immediately lifted her apron, revealing her full, large buttocks!

Hayami Rina gasped, her face flushing red as she leaned against the dining table. Kitahara held her buttocks and thrust in without hesitation—there was already enough moisture inside.

"Ah!" Hayami Rina let out a blissful moan, gently swaying her hips as she received Kitahara’s lovemaking.

With a "chirp chirp!" sound, Kitahara officially began his morning exercise.

After a long while.

Inside the kitchen, Hayami Rina, leaning against the sink, looked at her dazed reflection in the mirror and stammered, "Kitahara-kun... ah... I can’t take it anymore..."

Kitahara slapped her on the buttocks with a "smack!" and said, "Rina-nee, why is it so large..."

"No...no...ah...Kitahara-kun...Kitahara-kun..." Hayami Rina said incoherently, "Please spare me! I can’t take it anymore...I can’t take it anymore...ah...ah..."

"Then just accept it!" Kitahara relaxed his body, no longer trying to control his pleasure. He grabbed Hayami Rina’s breasts and began to knead them, thrusting in and out quickly and mercilessly. After a while, the pent-up pleasure suddenly exploded and was injected into Hayami Rina’s body in an instant.

...

After she climaxed, Hayami Rina truly couldn’t take any more. Her body had turned to water, her limbs heavy and useless, her breath coming in shallow gasps. And yet Kitahara was still very hard.

She looked at him through half-lidded eyes and knew there was only one way left to satisfy him. With a flushed face and a soft, defeated sigh, she lowered herself down and took it into her mouth.

"Hiss!" Kitahara gasped. "Rina-nee, your skill is much better now!"

Hayami Rina didn’t answer him, but instead used her nimble tongue to keep circling the glans.

"Ah!" Kitahara sighed with relief.

Hayami Rina, with a penis in her mouth, shoved it into one cheek as if brushing her teeth. She took the penis deep into her mouth, then slowly spit it out while sucking, making a clear "tsk" sound.

While sucking on the round, sensitive glans, Hayami Rina kept stimulating the rear half, her soft tongue licking the penis clean. At the same time, she grabbed Kitahara’s hand, and placed it on her high, firm breasts.

Kitahara enjoyed Hayami Rina’s oral service while unceremoniously grabbing and kneading her breasts. They were soft, bouncy, and incredibly smooth, much better than they had felt at the beginning.

Then out of sudden, he received a call.

"Moshi moshi, this is Kitahara Chiki. May I ask who’s calling?" Kitahara answered the phone while his other hand pressed Rina’s head down, pushing the penis deeper.

"Kitahara-kun, this is Suzuki Misaki. How’s your new book coming along? It’s already Thursday today — can you finish it this week?"

The call was from Suzuki Misaki. Hearing her question, Kitahara felt a bit embarrassed.

Recently he had been busy with only two proper matters — meals three times a day and... other things.

He had done almost nothing else. The manuscript submission was far off.

"Sorry, Misaki-nee. The new book probably can’t be finished this week. Next week — I’ll try to submit it earlier next week."

"Hehe, it’s fine. I’m not in a hurry, so you don’t need to rush too much, Kitahara-kun. But do take care of your health, alright? That’s all then."

The call ended.

Hayami Rina glanced back at Kitahara and hesitantly spoke:

"Kitahara-kun, have I been holding back your writing progress?" Hayami Rina felt somewhat ashamed.

She had noticed this earlier and felt it shouldn’t be this way. But she couldn’t bear to refuse Kitahara, nor could she control herself.

Kitahara smiled and shook his head, indicating no.

Hayami Rina spoke:

"Kitahara-kun, this won’t do. It’s affecting your writing too much. That was your editor urging you for the manuscript just now, right? How about this weekend I take little Aya-chan back to my parents’ house for two days? That way you can have some peace and quiet and write more."

"Hm? Back to your parents’ house? I still don’t know where Rina-nee’s hometown is." Kitahara asked.

"My hometown is in Kamakura City, Kanagawa Prefecture. Come to think of it, I haven’t gone back to visit my parents in over half a year. I miss them a bit!"

"Then let’s go back for a visit. Besides your parents, does Rina-nee have any other relatives?"