n the spirit of being a good neighbour, I decided to introduce myself to the house closest to ours. From our bedroom window I could see an elderly woman tending to her front garden and thought it to be the perfect chance. Sasuke and Yoichi were as good as dead to the world, the journey had really taken it out of our little one and our night of passion had clearly taken it out on my snoring husband. For some reason I couldn't sleep, it was barely dawn!
Power walking as inconspicuously as possible, I cleared the hundred metres to our neighbour's small home. The little one story property reminded me of the quaint little homes in Udon village. It wasn't run down like they were back in the village but the overgrown garden the elderly owner was fighting suggested that it needed a little attention.
"Good morning." I spoke quietly as not to startle her.
Glancing back at me over her shoulder she replied with a blunt, "Just moved into the Uchiha place?" I was used to old people being rude but her tone wasn't quite that harsh it was more reserved, wary, perhaps she knew what the Uchiha name meant.
"Yes, that's right. My husband and son aren't awake yet but I thought that I would come and introduce myself." She turned slowly around to face me. I waited for the kindly old cookie baker smile to appear thanks to my politeness but she looked sterner than Sasuke!
"Usually I'm not awake at this time. I need my rest, young lady." Why did she sound like she was telling me off? With one thin, boney, wrinkled finger she pointed to my open bedroom window.
"Oh!' I gasped in realisation, embarrassed.
"Yes. If I wanted to be kept awake all night by loud fornicating I would set up home next to a fox's den." I don't think I could have been more ashamed. My face was burning so hot she could have fried an egg for her breakfast on my forehead.
My mouth hung open but nothing came out. An appropriate apology didn't seem to fit into any sentence I could think of.
"Oi, Emi." Thank God! Sasuke had woken up and come to fetch me.
"Yoichi's hungry, come and do something about it." My pleased smile faded, his chauvinistic words weren't going to gain us any favour in an equal community.
Spotting my disappointment, he paused to mentally rescan his own sentence to find out where he'd gone wrong.
"Oh, please?" He added, hopefully, remembering his promise to me. I couldn't help but grin, that's what made him so cute, the fact that he didn't even realise what he was doing wrong but was willing to back down for it.
"How you've grown!" The old woman shrieked in a totally different tone at Sasuke. There was no recognition in his eyes but he bowed curtly to his elder regardless.
"Exuse us." He turned back to the house, beckoning me to follow. Maybe he did remember her but was choosing not to, after all Konoha held alot of bad memories for him as well as good.
Keeping my eyes glued to the floor, I managed to squeak out, "Sorry for bothering you." Before following Sasuke home.
The gloopy mixture dripped slowly down from the spoon, closely examined by Yoichi as it plopped and slopped back into the bowl. Clearly he wasn't a fan of porridge, I wasn't either but it was the only edible thing that had been in the cupboard. At least he was polite enough not to tell me to stick it like I probably would have done to my parents. To set a good example, I gulped a lumpy mouthful down and forced a smile of pure enjoyment.
"Thank you." Sasuke dropped his spoon into his empty bowl and sat back on his heels stretching off an ache in his back. Yoichi stared in disbelief at his father's bowl, wondering how on earth he had swallowed the revolting stuff down.
In reply to his son's quizzical look, Sasuke said, "The secret to a good shinobi is in that bowl." My heart sank, I was expecting him to encourage him to eat not feed him some unbelievable rubbish.
"Really?" Yoichi squealed, gobbling up his breakfast in the speed of light. Sasuke knew how to raise a child better than I did! The little boy was so proud of his accomplishment that he presented it in turn to us both, squealing 'look!', 'look!'. Later when I asked Sasuke about it he told me, "That's what Itachi used to tell me. Worked every time." With a fond reminiscent smile.
Yoichi's smile beamed brighter than the shimmering rays of the radiant sunshine beating down on his rosey cheeks. On his father's shoulders, he saw the academy long before we did. He was so excited that Sasuke had to scold him for fidgeting so much and when we reached the entrance he leapt down like a proper ninja and dashed inside grinning from ear to ear.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Sasuke asked turning to me with a sympathetic caress on my cheek. Startled, I felt a tear run down my face and dampen his soft fingers. What was I crying for? I hadn't even realised that I was sad. Thinking about it, all I could feel was pride and joy.
"Tears of happiness." I smiled.
Inside Yoichi had made himself right at home in the academy student classroom. He answered every question before anyone else had a chance to even raise their hand and had the kids swarming around him- especially the girls! He didn't notice that we were there watching him and he was having such a great time he didn't even notice when we left.
"I didn't have a chance to tell you earlier but last night was amazing." Sasuke said as soon as we were out of ear shot of any nosey children. He threw his arm around my shoulders and held me close as we walked. We loved our son but it was really nice to have time alone.
"It really was." I swooned. "Fancy making this afternoon amazing too?" Hundreds of possibilities flashed through his mind, there was so many things he wanted to do to me and so little time. His cock twitched in the confines of his trousers just at the thought. Slowly his eyebrows rose. He had something really good in mind. Scanning my body, he quickly memorised the spots where he could leave a nice big mark that wouldn't be seen by anyone else and whisked me home.
In a whirlwind of clothing and naked limbs we crashed into our bedroom and hit the bed with a bang. It wasn't clear who was on top or under, we were rolling around the bed too quickly to distinguish who was who. Lips ghosted over flesh, loving caresses morphed into eager groping, kisses became desperate bites of love starvation. The temperature in the room was tropical, if the window hadn't been ajar fires would have sparked around the live wires that were our bodies. Whilst Sasuke was pushing me to orgasm just by sucking on my neck my eyes focused over his muscle rippled back to the window. That mean old woman would surely hear us again and it wasn't like with Sasuke I could even try to be quiet. I had to close it before he made me scream.
"Back on me." Sasuke growled, using his scarily strong hand to adjust my face so that my line of sight was solely focused on him. Who cares if she heard, I'd buy her an apology cake!
My legs hooked around his hips, pulling him against me. His huge bulbous cock head was already nudging my creamy slit urgently and the pained look on his face told me that he needed release now.
"Give it to me, husband." I loved to tease him in the only time he was so vulnerable.
"Gladly, wife." he sneered, entering me with full force. From the pit of my stomach a loud passionate moan vibrated off the walls, again and again as he hit just the right spot over and over.
His pace quickened, I locked my feet together around his waist. "God, Sasuke!" I screeched, clutching handfuls of bed sheets. I was reaching my limit and he knew it, so the best was yet to come. He always liked to push me above the point of explosion, almost to where my legs blew clear off my body.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I chanted in tune to his pounding motions. He was so deep the penetration bordered on pain. It was that ever present sting that made it so perfect though. He was amazing, we were so amazing together.
"So fucking hot." Sasuke grunted between pants. Then his body started to shudder and I was filled with such an amazing heat between my legs. All it took was one smooth circling of my engorged clit to make me follow suit. My orgasm seemed never ending and like always my euphoric high took a long time to fade.
"Mmmmm." I hummed, wrapping my arms around my husband who was collapsed between my breasts. Every inch of my body was throbbing, especially from my pussy to my toes.
"You're amazing." he said sleepily, resting his hand against the hot dampness still radiating for him between my legs. Clenching my thighs together, I trapped his hand in place. His naughty fingers wriggled into my folds.
"And really, really naughty." He added.