"Are you fucking serious?" Kiba groaned, face on the table. "Someone's whipped," he scoffed.
"It's no big deal, I still got my loft over the noodle shop, I just sleep there. Y-you know she's gotta point, it can't be good for a kid to see daddy all fucked up," I said, refilling my glass.
"Isn't he like, two months old? He won't remember,"
"Yeah well, Hinata's the one who read a fucking a library on kids and parenting and…and all that shit, I'll defer to her judgment. Besides how many wives let you go out drinking with your friends whenever you want without any shit? She's great!" I argued.
"Hehe, yeah she's great. You're a lucky bastard man," he said, raising his glass.
I tapped it with my own.
"Yeah, I know it,"
It still felt unbelievable, how much everything had changed this last year. Hinata and I got married, as it turns out she was not on birth control, who'd of thunk. It was hard to be upset about it now, with that adorable little blob that was practically attached to my wife. She was absolutely in love with the little guy.
I was too.
Still, it was nice to get out like this once in a while, unwind with my old friends. Especially now that my job was so fucking boring. Daddy in-law had insisted on hooking me up with a position at some shell company they owned a huge stake of, still didn't really know what the fuck my job was supposed to be. I attended the odd meeting and dicked around in my office to make the time pass mostly. It came with a fat paycheck at least, a lot more than the noodle shop brought in, and I still owned that little place to boot. That was something I put my foot down on, thankfully they didn't fight me too hard on it.
I noticed Kiba was face down at the table, he'd been resting his head a while, but now his breathing had slowed.
"Ey, Kiba, wake up!" I demanded, smiling when he didn't.
I looked over at the clock, only eight pm, she'd probably still be up. With a hum and a skip, I strolled off and up the stairs, heading for the main bedroom. The tv was on inside, still I knocked softly, just in case she'd nodded off.
"Come in," was all she said. I shut the door behind me and strolled over to the bed. Tsume had already changed into her sleep clothes, a ratty shirt was all I could see above the covers as I closed in on her. "Gee, what do you want?" she asked dryly.
I pulled her mouth up to mine, smirking against her lips at the little groan she gave. My hands were everywhere on her wonderful, soft body as I slowly crashed on top of her. God, it was unbelievable that this woman was nearly fifty, she was hotter than hell! The groans she made as I squeezed what fleshy bits my greedy fingers could find were hardening me up fast.
I didn't even break the kiss to pull her pants down off her body. Most of the way anyway, she kicked them off her feet as her own hands came up to embrace me.
"You know I expected this to stop after you got married," she half complained when my mouth finally moved to her neck.
"How am I supposed to keep my hand off this prime milf ass? You're the one who keeps looking so sexy around me," I blamed, cutting off her laugh as I retook her lips.
I shook my pants down to my ankles. We kept relatively quiet, saving our real cries of pleasure behind tightly sealed mouths. Man Kiba would be pissed if he walked into this. For a number of reasons. Wasn't that part of the fun though, the taboo? Knowing your partner didn't just want it they wanted it bad enough to take a serious risk?
Pulling her shirt over her head reminded me that it was definitively worth the risk.
God those tits.
She might not have Hinata's body, but Hinata didn't have the sexy attitude of my mature lover. That air of confidence and reluctance, like she was higher than me, degrading herself by being with me. No…more like I was some tasty snack, some horrendously unhealthy treat she felt guilty for eating. There was something so hot about it. Besides, Tsume was a great woman, she deserved to feel good once in a while. I liked making her feel good.
To that end I slid myself inside of her, loving the groan of gratification that slipped out. I stayed inside to the hilt and played with her entrance, tickling her with my fingers and grinning like an idiot. A happy idiot. When her tongue started losing focus in our little duel, I started shifting my hips.
She came quicker than I thought. In light of that, and still a ways from my release, I pulled out and shoved my face between her thighs.
"Oh fuck!" she actually called out, not loud but not quiet either. I dug my tongue in as deep as possible, wiggling frantically but not staying down there long. Once she'd made some progress towards her second climax I shoved my cock back into that sweet, heavenly pussy.
Our breaths grew heavy as I pistoned into her, finally hearing that long, low groan she always seemed to let out when she came hard. I sped up. Racing towards my orgasm while staring down at the sweating, panting woman was an easy task, and before long I erupted inside her, laughing softly as she drained my cock.
"Fuck that was great Ms. Inuzaka," I complimented, wobbling on my feet, deciding whether or not to fall on the bed or pull my pants up.
"Yeah…hey Naruto?"
"Hm?"
"You mind if I… don't take anything for this?" she said, shaking her hips a little, making the semen dripping out of her splash just a little. I felt myself hardening back up. I laughed. "I mean, I'm going to be retiring early, soon, I'll have a lot of time on my hand and…"
"Is it safe?" I asked, voicing my only concern. I mean, her hips looked plenty wide and fertile to me but… almost fifty.
"I talked to a doctor about it,"
"Eh, whatever then, I won't be able to help all that much, except with money," I warned, stroking her thighs, staring at her stomach. Maybe I was being too nonchalant about this, but I already had one bastard, little Karu, from Tenten. That one freaked me out a fair bit at first, but it had all worked out. She and Hinata were good friends, and as a stay-at-home mother my wife ended up the go-to babysitter when Tenten started working. I got to see my little girl all the time!
I'd get to see this kid pretty often too, being friends with Kiba.
A hand taking mine broke me out of these thoughts.
"Thanks Naruto," she said genuinely.
"No, thank you," I said like a saleman as I slid back inside of her with a hard thrust.
End of Part 1
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