"seven…eight…nine…" a stab of panic shot through my chest. Fear of a major fuckup as I frantically counted the bobbing heads running up to the house a second time. "Oh hell, who's missing?" I called out a little louder, making…well, some of the kids stop and look back.
"Iori stayed home today dumbass," Hanabi pointed out dryly, slamming the door of the oversized van in the driveway and walking by without looking.
"Oh, right," I chuckled, trailing after the little mob and brushing along the stragglers. "Come on come on, you can play in the yard after mommy has a look at you,"
It was only Katagiri and Naruko lingering behind, and with them in tow, I finally got through the front door. Little dummies went from whining to squealing with delight the second they laid eyes on their mother on the couch. As if her being there was some great surprise, as if she wasn't there reliably every time they returned from school or the nursery. Though that said, I knew she was here and the sight brought a smile to me as well.
That look. That gentle laugh that slipped out and left a smile of utter contentment as it faded away. The munchkins flew over to her and began clambering, talking over each other about how much they missed her and the many important details of their days that she'd missed. The smile remained even as she gave a sudden noise and yanked a single finger to silently shush them.
Suddenly the faint noise of Tenten in the kitchen chatting with Muranu and Hiromi was the only sound.
"I sure missed you all today," she began, even with the truth I could see the weight in her eyes. Thankfully her next words showed some sense of self-preservation. "I think aunt Tenten set out some snacks for you in the kitchen, make sure you say thank you," she called out at their backs as they scrambled away.
I groaned taking a seat next to her.
"Good god, how do you and Tenten take care of eleven kids by yourselves?" I asked playfully, plopping my arm around her shoulder as her smile finally turned on me.
"There are ten love," she said dryly.
My other hand came up to pat her belly, though it had only barely started to swell.
"This one counts doesn't it?"
Thankfully, by the upward pull on her grin, she bought the excuse for my little brain fart.
"Are you feeling any better?"
"A little, still a little woozy when I'm on my feet too long, but fine,"
"I'll cancel,"
"Naruto no,"
"Hinata-"
"Naruto I know you miss Sasuke, I know you want to see him more. Don't cancel the whole outing just because I can't go," she pleaded.
"Come on, they'll have a better time there as a couple than with me third wheeling along,"
"Naruto," she scolded gently. "Don't you think Sasuke misses you too you know? Don't you think he'll be really glad you joined them?"
"Well…maybe," I relented sheepishly.
Sakura went still as a board when I squeezed her thigh.
Just above the knee, nothing too inappropriate.
"Hey Sasuke your wife's got such soft, sexy skin," I said, at a normal volume, while twiddling my fingers on said lovely skin. It was quieter than the hard slap on my wrist. Neither noise stirred my ever graceful friend's slouching, lightly snoring form.
It was dim in here, and the music from the stage was gentle in pitch.
Still though.
We were both damn annoyed, probably the only reason I got a slap on the hand instead of a fist in the face.
"You're a fucking pig, you know that?" she whispered sharply.
"Come on, it's hard not to think about it. With you looking like that," my eyes combed over her form once more. While the dim light of our private booth wasn't quite as flattering as the initial view I got, when I saw every inch of that fine revealing red dress, it did lend a mystical feeling to this moment we shared. "We were married once," I pointed out.
"And you porked one of my best friends, while on vacation with me, a vacation I was treating you to!" she hissed. Still, the distinct darkening of cheeks was telling me just how flustered she was by all this talk of our past and the sex in it.
"Well, I have a thing for incredibly altruistic women with strong, assertive personalities," I retorted cheekily. She pulled back and turned away as I felt my cock rise. "Really, I know I probably made you feel pretty shitty, and I'm sorry. But I do think you're amazing Sakura, I always have, and I always will," I added.
"You are just-" she tapered off, seemingly lost for words as her face went redder. Normally I preferred that light pink she got that matched her hair, but in this case, with her hair up in that sexy tower of hair, the red might have been even cuter. It went with her dress.
It all helped build the erotic, salacious feel of this little chat.
Besides, not like there was anything else to focus on. This fancy ass play didn't even have dialogue. Yet another reason to be annoyed with the man napping in the corner. Sakura broke me out of my thoughts when she finally found a way to end her sentence.
"I'm not gonna screw you,"
"I didn't expect you to," I answered honestly, jovially. "It's still fun making you blush,"
"You got a fucking pregnant wife at home! Do you think about her at all when you act like this you fucking scumbag?" she spat.
"I try to focus on the woman I'm with,"
She let out a muffled groan of fury and frustration as my mind did in fact drift back to Hinata.
We'd had our weekly 'movie date' two days ago. I put movie date in quotations because it took place in our bedroom, both of us in our pajamas. Still, the kids were in bed and under strict orders to ask aunt Tenten if they needed anything, baby monitor was with her as well.
It was nice to have a whole evening just to enjoy each other's company with some semblance of privacy.
We snuggled together upright on the bed, watching some movie I don't remember the name or plot of. The reason for this occurred about five minutes after I pushed play. Hinata's head seemed to roll almost off my shoulder and into my lap.
"Hinata," I protested weakly, not exactly wanting her to stop but feeling just a little guilty. "Don't you want to watch the movie first? You picked it,"
"I'll watch it later," she mumbled quietly, pulling my cock from the sweats that housed them.
"You're too good to me," I complimented as she placed a wet kiss on the tip of my cock. She took me in her mouth almost immediately after, only pausing to take a deep, appreciative sniff before sliding halfway down the rod. She moved with a moderate, comfortable pace, moaning with quiet contentment as I throbbed between her lips. "I love you so much,"
She made a noise higher in pitch at that.
I pulled her face off of me, loving that look of panic and insecurity in her eyes. One arm went back around her shoulder while the free one came up to let me stroke her face. I kissed her and she hummed in contentment. When keeping my hand on her cheek got boring it went down to play with her own pleasure center.
The kiss echoed as she broke it.
"Naruto let me finish," she protested gently, biting her lip in the most adorable way.
"Well I'm sorry Hinata, I need a little kissing and foreplay before we jump to it," I said sarcastically, putting my mouth back to hers. Another high-pitched moan was my only answer, though the way I sped up with my fingers no doubt contributed. She purred and moaned and groaned and finally broke the kiss to hug me and give a long squeal. It was quick, almost too quick.
I pushed her down on her side and lined myself up with her bare pussy. The lovely little nightgown she wore for me provided all the access I needed now that the panties were gone.
"Naruto! You said-"
"I need you right now," I cut her off, slowly shifting inside and loving the worried look on her face as we joined. "Besides, isn't this better?" I asked as we began gently rocking together. Once again she seemed to answer with groans instead of words.
God I loved her.
She really was the perfect wife, the perfect mother, and a goddamn amazing lover on top of both. Her snatch was so warm and right, like it fit me perfectly, like it was made for me! Or maybe I'd just molded those muscles down there into the perfect shape from all the repeated use.
"I love you Naruto," she muttered, getting my attention, bringing my eyes from her full bouncing breasts up to her face. Her eyes were closed as she continued. "I'm so sorry we can't do this more the kids just-"
I fell on top of her, silencing her before our mouths even joined.
It was a short, hard kiss.
"Hinata you are the greatest wife in the world, you gave me seven wonderful kids and your raising them so perfectly," I kissed her cheek. "If that means we have to do this a little less often, as much as I love this," a hand came up to squeeze her chest. "It's more than a fair trade,"
"Oh Naruto," tears slipped out her eyes as her breathing sped up, she was cumming. She was wonderful, she was perfect. I came inside of her like I'd done so many times, with enthusiasm and disbelief.
We stayed like that for a long time, neither of us facing the screen or paying too much attention to the noise that came from it. It took an effort to stay awake, a lot in fact, but I managed.
We ended up spending the whole night wrapped up like that, cuddling and kissing and loving each other's presence.
"UGH!" Sakura spat out, eyes down on the bulge in my pants.
"Well you told me to think about my wife," I replied cheekily.
"Oh, so I'm not as great as Hinata?" the jab actually sobered me a bit.
"What? I didn't say that,"
"You only just now got hard, thinking about her," she sneered at the last word, I could tell she was really upset. All the same, my response to this was to lighten up.
"You think you can't get stiff thinking about you? Hell let me rub one out right now and I'll show you just how fast you could harden me up. You sexy specimen of a woman," I whispered in her ear.
She began another long groan, but it cut off quickly.
"Fuck it,"
My eyes widened as she got up and climbed onto my lap. This wasn't the first time I'd been a bit 'flirty' with her after all, this was quite unexpected. Before I could say a word she yanked my mouth to hers, to those delicious red lips. I was so shocked I almost forgot to respond. Thank God for muscle memory.
She only gave a grunt as an arm came around to adjust her and fondle that perfect round ass that I'd missed so much. Even as I throbbed and grinded against her clothed womanhood my mind nagged at me to stop.
For one I really didn't want to cuck my friend, as exhilarating as that thought was. Also, my friend was two yards away in his own seat, so just pragmatically speaking this was a terrible idea. Most importantly though, Hinata.
She'd caught me with my pants down a couple of times in the past ten years, once when she made an unexpected visit to the office. Unexpected to me and Hanabi I should say. Thankfully our sister admitted her part in my and Mei's affair, and thankfully Mei wasn't visibly pregnant at the time, so that little detail could be omitted. The other time we weren't so much caught as Kurenai felt horrible and confessed to her the next day.
She forgave both quickly, but I knew that it hurt her.
Sakura though…Hinata really didn't like Sakura, she felt so insecure every time she saw a photo or heard a word about her. This would kill her.
When my cock was abruptly yanked free and pressed into my ex-wife these thoughts were banished.
She was so wonderfully wet, so frantic and energetic as she bounced on me. Her mouth practically devouring mine as we both squeezed tightly together, as tight as the luxury chair allowed. I was afraid to break the kiss because I was afraid of her ability to keep quiet.
God that was a thrill.
The fear, the surprise the adrenaline! Sakura! I never thought I'd get to love her again, touching this heavenly, erotic body while she looked like this was a goddamn fantasy plucked straight from my dreams.
Deciding it was too late to back out, I redoubled my efforts, trying to speed this along. Our hips slapped together with what felt like deafening noise as our tongues dueled. She was being aggressive, licking every corner of her mouth as she let out the most euphoric noises.
She seemed so pent up.
Well, if Sasuke wasn't taking proper care of her I was happy to oblige. We'd just have to make sure next time was a bit more discrete. This thought grew stronger when her groans doubled in volume, I almost thought to shush her but it was over quickly. The way her womanhood seemed to tighten around me told me it was time to release.
She broke the kiss at the perfect moment. I got to look over her dazed, flustered face as I emptied myself into her.
God, life was good.
Her own face seemed much less content as she came too. Disappointed, almost alarmed as she quickly took to her feet, pulling her panties up as quick as she could to prevent dripping while I carelessly watched, cock still out.
She opened her mouth as if to say something, something stern judging by that look in her lovely emerald eyes, but after a long shared look nothing came out. Quite abruptly, she ran off. Probably just going to clean up, but I knew I should check on her.
Besides, if she was going to the bathroom maybe the fun didn't have to stop just yet….
Thanks for reading! Might be a bit before the next chapter, but I didn't want to leave on a complete cliffhanger, so here's chapter 1 of part 3! Next story I start should also be a Naruto Harem, so keep watch…
