I ended up bouncing between those two gorgeous women for the entire three-day trip. It was glorious, but I was glad when it was over. Mei was working harder than me but still determined to make it a nice faux honeymoon when we did have time together. Anko…. honestly I think she just had an insane sex drive. It felt almost casual with her no matter how many times we did it, she was having fun and that seemed to be about all there was to it for her.

Not that I had any complaints.

Except for exhaustion, pure, utter, unspeakable exhaustion as my little vacation finally ended. Thankfully there was another long train ride between departure and getting back home. To my second home that is, the fucking manor that Mei lived in. I suppose it was only a little bigger than my more permanent house, but with only three kids it felt comparatively huge.

At least it was summer, meaning school was out for the older two. Also meaning that I'd already been seeing them regularly at the company nursery, though junior was getting near the cutoff for that. Oh junior, Mei Terumi the second, we'd named her so well. She really was just a mini version of her mom, at least in appearance. The poor, meek little girl barely opened her mouth, at least not for strangers, she squealed so adorably when we came in.

I happily picked her and Keku up in a hug.

"Daddy!" she protested half-heartedly until I put her back down, leaving the boy in place when he made no effort to disembark. Although he did fall into an odd position, like a barrel with my arm around him almost. Keku seemed to be an absolute idiot, but all his teachers insisted he was a genius and had grades to back the claim up. Forgetful was the word I eventually settled on for him. What did it matter anyway? He was a sweet, kind boy, most of the time. He'd do fine wherever he wound up.

I poked my nose into his, earning a laugh. Then took Abri from his mother, delighting in the way he burrowed his face down into my clothing to avoid seeing anybody. A short kiss on the top of his dirty blonde hair and then finally I got my fourth step into the house.

I missed them so much. Part of me felt just a little shitty for only being here with them an odd month a year, plus the nursery time and semi-regular phone calls. Honestly though, it was hard to feel pity for a child that lived in a mansion, especially with how I grew up. Besides, Mei was a great mother.

She even got the kids to leave us alone without a fuss for the rest of the evening after dinner.

We had spent most of the day splashing about in the pool, then watching some craptastic kid's show in the family living room after.

"They're pretty incredible aren't they?" I commented when we finally got our privacy back, lightly rubbing my hands along her exposed breasts. The bubbles all along the tub's surface kept it all out of sight, but looking via touch was fun too. The smile on her face as she looked at me showed utter contentment. It felt like the right moment to start.

"They are," she agreed, head resting on my shoulder as her back rested on my muscled chess.

"I still can't believe you gave me three kids," I added, shaking my head. "I love you,"

Her face went a little redder at that.

I kissed her neck a couple times before whispering into her ear.

"Let's have another,"

She didn't go stiff or anything, so that bode well, but she took her time answering. All the while I laid with her, casually stroking her body under the wonderfully warmed water. Her stomach, her arms, her spectacularly wide hips.

"Okay," she muttered, in a voice so small and cozy I barely heard it, even in the quiet, serene setting.

"Okay?" I asked, admitting my surprise, even as my tone was so hopeful.

"Oh you'll wear me down eventually, why fight it?" she complained, eyes closing as she snuggled in a little closer.

I snickered.

It's more than true I'd worn her down on our Abri. Not shutting up about how adorable baby Keku was, how many great memories there were of Junior, how we both knew that if she did have one now five years later she'd look back and be so glad we had.

My hand snaked down a little lower, began playing with her womanhood under the water.

She only hummed happily.

Then I sat upright and went lower, massaging her thighs as we pushed up into a sitting position. She hummed thankfully at the firm pressure, growing lower and more guttural when I whipped my hands up to work on her neck and shoulders. The trip had worn her out too, besides, I couldn't have her royal highness all tense and uncomfortable.

Once her body felt like jello against me, I pulled the plug and delicately wiggled out from under her. She gave a chuckle when I lifted her into my arms, but hummed happily when I kissed her. The way her hair splayed out under her when I lay her on the center of our spacious bed was holy.

So unbearably erotic.

I kissed her just a bit harder as I crawled over her. Leaving no space for words as my hands once again combed that delightfully curvy body. Playing with her snatch brought the volume of her moans up, but it was still muffled enough to be discounted. Had to think about that kind of thing with kids in the house. Besides, I'd made her scream plenty on the trip, I was more than down for some slow loving.

I really did love her, I wasn't lying. How could I not love a woman who'd given me three kids? One who I'd seen regularly for almost a decade? A lady as beautiful, elegant, and generally amazing as her?

It was still a mystery to me why the hell she went along with this. Put up with a 'husband' that was only home a month a year, who had kids and a home and a real marriage with another woman. God knows she could have easily found someone who'd be faithful to her, even with the kids. Maybe she just felt she was too deep in the hole now, with three kids who adored me almost as much as her.

Maybe she loved me too.

The way she met my kiss and combed her hands along my back conveyed nothing but absolute love. The moans certainly seemed happy. Got even happier when I gently slid my cock into her, pulling one hand off my back to link our fingers together firmly against the plush mattress. She pulled back to bite her lip and shut her eyes tight as I sped up.

My mouth fell to her neck while my free hand began poking and teasing her breasts. Her womanhood was beginning to convulse around me so deliciously, her legs shaking a big against my glutes as I continued pistoning her with the slow, steady thrusts that she loved so much.

Her head yanked upwards as she finally let herself cum, a delirious gasp following just as I finally let go myself.

We both hummed contentedly as I let out what scraps of semen I had left into her.

I felt so peaceful, so wonderfully content as her manicured nails gently scratched my back. I brought my hand up to delicately stroke her breast in thanks. Then she ruined it.

"If all the Hyuugu's go to jail would you be here? Could we be a normal family then?" she asked whimsically, expression hidden as my face remained buried in her fiery hair.

"My wife has never done anything deserving prison time," I didn't hide the terse tone of my words. "And I have kids with her too you know,"

"Not to mention Hanabi," she added sadly, but with a tint of judgment, all the while continuing her tender cuddling. "I'm sorry, let's not talk about that,"

"I'd rather not think about it," I agreed.

Within a few minutes, I fell into a restless sleep.

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