"Where are you going?"
Mikoto continued to apply her eyeliner in the bathroom mirror while she completely disregarded her husband's question.
"Mikoto, where are you going?" Fugaku tried again.
She just kept at the eyeliner, making sure it was perfect.
"Mikoto!" he yelled as a result of her ignoring him. "Answer me!" "Out," she finally answered.
"Out where?" he asked.
She let out an annoyed huff before leaning in closer to check that her makeup was perfect. "That's none of your business."
"None of my business?" Fugaku questioned as he leaned against the bathroom countertop in disbelief. "Of course, it's my business. I deserve to know where my wife is going on a Friday night dressed up like this, and we still haven't discussed that shit from last night either. Whatever it was. Your idea of a fucked up prank or
something."
"Oh, that was no prank," she laughed. "Believe me. It was very, very,
very real."
Fugaku still struggled to believe that. Everything from the way that Naruto slammed him against the headboard, to how he declared that he would kill him if he disrespected Mikoto was surreal. And what about when his wife returned to the bedroom with what appeared to be cum on her face? No, it couldn't have actually been cum. It just couldn't! This was all some kind of sadistic joke. She was simply messing with him or it was just another one of the blonde's blasted pranks.
"We need to sit down and-" Fugaku's train of thought was derailed by heavy footsteps trotting down the upstairs hallway. It was no secret who it was, and if he couldn't get an answer from his wife, then perhaps he could get one from their son's friend?
"Holy fucking shit!" Naruto exclaimed as he brushed past his best friend's father. "This is the dress you bought, Mikoto kaa-san?!"
It both thrilled and surprised the mother that her blond stud planned to take her out for dinner and a movie tonight. Her first real date night in close to fifteen years didn't come courtesy of her husband. No, it was her son's best friend who decided to take her out.
She spent the rest of the day giddy before sneaking out early to do a little shopping. It definitely qualified as her first time ever participating in something so promiscuous, but she snapped a picture of her cleavage in the changing room and sent it to Naruto. And when he responded with a drooling face emoji? Well, she just about lost her mind. Her son's friend had easily trimmed twenty years off her life.
She spun to show Naruto all of her black spaghetti strap dress. Not only was it sleeveless, but it was backless. Two straps ran over her shoulder blades and showed off her toned back; and Kami did it hug her butt perfectly. The very ass that her idiot husband talked down about, was what their son's friend couldn't take his eyes off of.
The picture that she texted him earlier didn't do her gown justice. The v-neck dipped well into her bust, displaying plenty of her creamy cleavage. And what about her sexy black heels? She felt like a movie star!
She couldn't remember the last time that she put so much effort into her hair and makeup. Tonight felt like a first date! She'd never been so desperate to impress someone before. Her stud possessed the ability to make her feel like she was 18 all over again, and she needed to show just how much she appreciated him.
"Do you like it?" she asked while spinning once again.
He approached her methodically, his lustful eyes refusing to leave her body. She soon found herself with her butt pressed against the bathroom countertop, and her imposing lover standing mere inches in front of her. His hand reached out and found her hip.
"Sexiest woman alive," he whispered as he leaned in and planted a big kiss on her ear.
She didn't look nice, pretty, or even amazing to him. In her son's friend's eyes, she was the sexiest woman alive, and his opinion was all that mattered. She lived for his feedback.
Fugaku had some serious doubts about this still being a prank. Since when do young men kiss married women on the ear? They certainly don't call them sexy either. This started to feel very real.
She smiled as she took in her son's friend from head to toe. A white long-sleeve dress shirt, a navy blue tie, gray dress pants with a brown belt, and sharp brown dress shoes. His big frame and strong muscles accented his stylish outfit to a tee.
She finally had a man who she wouldn't feel embarrassed to be seen with in public. In fact, she was eager to show him off. There wasn't a girl alive who wouldn't kill to date a guy like Naruto.
"Well, aren't you quite the stud?" she asked with a big smile. "But I already know that, don't I?"
Any remaining possibility of this being a joke swiftly went out the
window after Fugaku watched his wife and the young man kiss. They didn't exchange a quick peck, a hug, or even a warm embrace. No, Mikoto and Naruto passionately made out while her butt continued to press against the bathroom vanity.
Suddenly, he felt like the kid in the household. What was he doing? How could he stand here and watch his son's friend take his wife from him? He needed to grow a set of balls and act like a man.
"We-"
"We're going out," Naruto interrupted, breaking off his deep kiss just in time to cut off his friend's dad. "Not like that concerns you anyway. Let's go, kaa-san."
Mikoto strutted out into the hallway, glaring at her husband the entire time. He was cowering again! She could smell his fear, and watching his eyes hit the floor timidly when Naruto passed by gave her chills. God, her son's best friend's dominance drove her crazy!
Fugaku finally spit out, "We need to talk," but it was far too late. The sound of high heels and dress shoes clacking down the hardwood stairs was a slap of reality across the face.
He was scared.
He was scared, and deep down, he wouldn't do anything about it. It was time to admit that he was outmatched by Minato's brat.
"Oh my God, that was so much fun!"
Naruto trailed his best friend's mom up the stairs as she headed for her bedroom.
"I haven't had a night out like that in forever!" she continued to bask in excitement. "Seriously, in forever!"
The past four hours wouldn't have set the world on fire for most women, but Mikoto wasn't most women. She was a simple lady who craved having a guy in her life who showed interest in hearing about her day. She dreamed about going out to a nice dinner with a man who actually cared about her thoughts and opinions. She just wanted someone who appreciated her.
They both enjoyed their own big plate of pasta, she treated herself to a few cups of fine wine, and then they went out to a movie together. And who got to pick the flick? You guessed it. The entire evening was about her!
Doors were opened, chairs were pulled out, and her son's friend acted like a perfect gentleman throughout the course of the night. They even held hands during the movie, and to top it all off he stole plenty of kisses from here when the coast was clear. Had she suddenly turned into the luckiest 19 year old girl in the world? His
youthful energy made her feel alive. Every part of her was sexier, flirtier, and up for anything.
She was transformed into an entirely different woman. "We should do this every week," she told him. "I loved-"
Naruto wrapped his hand around her arm and pulled her into his bedroom, closing the door behind him. His friend's mom would have to wait to further reminisce about her awesome night. Did he love anything more than seeing her happy? Absolutely not, but there were far greater issues at hand. Primarily, something that he fantasized about for the past four hours.
Mikoto was pushed against the bedroom wall roughly. Just like last night, there wasn't any asking, begging, or any behavior that resembled a child. There was only a firm hand and a strong push.
The deafening silence in the bedroom built her anticipation. What did her son's friend have planned for her? While she expected a little post-movie fun, this ultra-aggressive side of him made her feel jumpy. It was a tension that she wasn't exactly familiar with.
And just like that, the quietness was broken.
By the sound of a belt.
Millions of fantasies consumed her mind. A lifetime of sexual bliss awaited her thanks to the last person she ever expected, and she still struggled to grasp her hold on reality. What if this wasn't real? What if she was caught up in the most realistic erotic novel ever? What if she would wake up back in bed with Fugaku?
And then it hit her. No amount of daydreaming could prevent her from understanding her situation either. Their night had turned very real.
Her son's friend's big cock rubbed against her moist pussy lips. "Stop!" she demanded firmly.
Naruto froze. Were the past 24 hours just an illusion? What if nothing actually happened between them? Had he lost himself in a dream?
Mikoto was his kaa-san, and she would always be his kaa-san, no matter if he was no longer an adoptive Uchiha. But she certainly wasn't his girlfriend or his wife. How had she ended up pressed against his bedroom wall? Had he snapped? What if he'd lost his mind? How could he treat his guardian angel this way?
But he instantly realized that the past 24 hours was very real when her gentle eyes locked onto his. They enjoyed an amazing dinner together, he laughed throughout a romantic comedy while holding Fugaku's wife's hand; and yeah, she sucked his dick last night too.
Mikoto didn't belong to Fugaku anymore. She was his. All the confirmation he needed was found in her loving eyes, and he'd never been more sure about anything in his life. He knew exactly what she wanted.
He grabbed a big handful of her hair and pulled her off the wall, allowing her to sink to her knees as he dragged her toward his bedroom door. She crawled while he pulled. An unannounced urgency from both parties swept through the room, reinforcing that they were indeed on the same page. Neither of them could reach their destination fast enough.
They hurried out of the room and down the hallway. There, they came to a stop just outside of a closed bedroom door. Once again, no words were exchanged. Verbal communication was for people who didn't exist on the same wavelength. They both knew exactly what they wanted, and they were seconds away from getting it.
He opened the door and dragged his friend's mom into the bedroom, pushing her over the edge of the mattress roughly so that she could stare straight ahead into her husband's eyes.
"Wh-wha-wha-what?" a stunned Fugaku finally got out, his back resting against the wooden headboard behind him.
"Hey, Fugaku," Naruto greeted his friend's dad with a big smile. "We decided to come by and say hi."
Mikoto's grin couldn't be bigger.
"She's so sexy, isn't she?" he asked while soaking in the view of Sasuke's mom's big backside. "I mean, just look at this fucking ass."
Reality officially set in for Fugaku, and he finally realized that he wasn't caught up in some sick practical joke. Mikoto was bent over the end of his bed, and their son's best friend stood behind her, naked. Well, he appeared to be naked. Everything below his chiseled abs was blocked from his view.
"I was telling Mikoto kaa-san that last night felt right to me," Naruto said. "Did it feel right for you? Watching her walk into your bedroom with my cum all over her face?"
Fugaku didn't know what to say.
"But your opinion doesn't really matter, does it?" Naruto snickered. "The only person I care about is kaa-san, and she certainly seemed to enjoy herself."
"Last night was amazing," Mikoto chimed in. "And what about tonight?"
"Tonight was even more unbelievable," she answered her young lover. "The past 24 hours have been the best of my life."
His attention moved to the cuckold. "You're a fucking idiot, dattebayo."
"I-"
Fugaku's words were immediately cut off by his son's friend.
"This woman is an angel, and she's had to put up with your bullshit for all these years. I wish that she would've told me about her problems a long time ago. I would've straightened you out real fast."
As stunning as Minato's brat's statement was, his wife's glare unsettled him even more. He could feel her aggression through her eyes. She didn't resemble the gentle, fairly-timid woman who he'd spent the past 26 years with. No, she was someone else.
A loud slap suddenly captured everyone's attention. Fugaku's eyebrows perked up, Naruto grinned, and Mikoto may as well have been drooling. An electricity shot through her body from the feel of her son's best friend's powerful hand smacking her bare butt-cheek. Not only did she just experience the roughest spanking of her life, but it happened mere feet from her husband.
It was time to let Fugaku know how she really felt. Frustration from years of mental and verbal abuse were ready to come to a head. Her husband was about to know what it was like when the shoe was on the other foot, and last night wouldn't compare to what she planned to admit.
"I hate you."
The look on Fugaku's face was magnificent. While she confessed to messing around with their son's friend last night, she avoided unloading on Fugaku. Not tonight though. Tonight, with her new man's hands all over her butt, she finally had the support to be herself. Her days of putting on a fake smile and accepting her situation were behind her. She was on top of the world when her dominant stud had her back.
"I hate everything about you," she continued, scowling at her husband. "Every single little thing. I hate the way that you act like you do so much around here, how condescending you are toward me, and the phony facade you put on when we're around other people. I despise how you call me fat when you're so out of shape yourself, and I can't stand how the TV takes priority to helping me with anything."
She felt her tension slowly seep away. It took a decade, but she finally got the monkey off her back. "Tsume complains about her husband being wimpy, but at least he's polite and appreciates her. Even Shikaku manages to compliment Yoshino every once in a while. Fugaku, it just about blew my mind. You can be married to a man in his 40s who's actually a gentleman? I thought guys like that were mythical, but it turns out that I've been with such a jerk for so long that I forgot men like him even existed. And-oh!"
Fugaku didn't need ears to know what had just happened. Once again, the satisfied expression on his son's best friend's face told him everything. It was yet another crack of his wife's ass, and just like before, Mikoto couldn't appear more in love.
"Who's this handsome guy?" Naruto asked with a sarcastic smirk.
"He's a poor man's version of you, honey," Mikoto answered her young stud, refusing to look anywhere other than her despicable husband. "Fugaku, I did some thinking, and it really hit home for me during my date tonight. Naruto-kun is perfect, and I'm not referring to the way that most mothers love to talk about their sons because at the end of the day, I will always consider him to be my son. Am I guilty of gushing over my little whiskered muffin? Sure. I mean, he's the smartest, handsomest, most perfect person to ever exist, but he's everything I've ever wanted in a man as well."
Fugaku continued to observe the most bizarre scene of his life, stunned and at a loss for words.
"He's so different from you," she went on. "He's sexy, funny, and I can't get enough of being around him. Our conversation at dinner was so effortless. We can talk about everything and nothing ever feels forced. We really are soulmates. Now, it pales in comparison to his personality, but I haven't even gotten to his body yet."
Fugaku's focus moved to his son's friend who calmly stood behind his wife with a big grin. Suddenly, Naruto didn't seem like Minato's brat anymore. 41 years old, and Fugaku felt like the little boy of the household.
"Have you ever seen anything like him?" Mikoto asked, her question a rather rhetorical one. "Just look at how muscular his arms are; and Kami, those shoulders make me melt. They're the polar opposite of yours, aren't they? And that stomach? When was the last time that you could even see your own dick, let alone had abs? He's so tall, strong, and handsome. You know, I felt something today for the first time in my life. Guess what it was?"
Her husband remained silent.
"Answer her question," Naruto demanded calmly.
"Um… I-I don-don-don't know," Fugaku stammered, growing nervous again from his son's friend's authoritative tone.
She wanted this to hurt. She needed him to experience all of the pain that she was exposed to over the years. For the first time in their relationship, she planned to be the vicious one.
"I've been craving to suck his cock," she admitted. "I've never felt that feeling before either. Sure, I've desired sex and love, but I've never lusted after anyone to this extent. I could barely get out of bed this morning because all I wanted to do was stay curled up with Naruto-kun and take care of him. And when he had to step away for a few hours to meet with Hokage-sama, I was so fucking upset but only because I couldn't keep snuggling with him. I've never experienced that with you, even when we dated. Look at him."
His eyes didn't leave her. "Look at him!" she yelled.
His attention turned to his son's best friend.
"That's what a real man looks like," she informed him. "Did you get a look at his cock when he dragged me in here?"
He shook his head timidly.
She inched to the side, revealing her new man in all of his naked glory. Watching her husband's eyebrows instantly perk up as a result of what he saw fed her libido. Witnessing him gulp sent a chill down her spine. Fugaku knew that he was outmatched in every facet of masculinity, and she couldn't get enough of it.
"You're pathetic compared to him," she growled.
Naruto never had a problem with Sasuke's dad until last night, but he'd been rendered worthless from the revelation of the way that he treated his kaa-san behind his back. Fugaku went from a good guy to complete shit in the blink of an eye. He deserved to suffer. He needed to feel what he caused his adoptive mother to experience over the years. He never wanted to hurt someone more.
Naruto grabbed a handful of his friend's mom's hair and pulled her off the bed, allowing her to squat in front of him so that she would still be in her husband's view. It was time to establish a new order in the household.
"Suck my balls, Mikoto kaa-san."
Mikoto accepted her son's friend's testicles inside her mouth feverishly, watching as he moved his big cock over her head. Before she knew it, he pressed his thick manhood down against her face.
She never knew that lust and passion could be so intense. It was dominance. It was order. It showed who called the shots around here from now on.
Down in front of him while he covered her face with his cock felt like home. Fugaku's dick wouldn't reach her eyes, but the head of Naruto's manhood ended up in her hair. Every part of her big, strong, aggressive stud was grandiose.
She knew how guys thought. So many of them defined their manliness by their penis size. Fugaku didn't have much else going for him as is, so it brought her nothing but joy yesterday when she discovered that he was inferior to their son's friend in yet another category.
Naruto began to move his hips slowly. He didn't realize it, but he grinded his cock along Sasuke's mom's face while she continued to suck his balls. It was the most natural of primal instincts. She was his woman, so he decided to rub his dick against her. He needed to absorb every inch of her skin. He wanted to worship her feet, legs, stomach, and her pretty face. Every little part of her belonged to him.
Naruto shifted his attention to the defeated guy up on the bed and grunted deeply, "Mine."
The kissing, dragging his wife into their room by her hair, and even watching her suck his balls couldn't compare to Naruto's most recent declaration. His son's best friend had just scowled "Mine" at him. He'd verbalized his intention with his wife.
Fugaku would be lying if he didn't admit to being outmatched when it came to the young man's cock. Not only was Naruto longer, but he was significantly thicker, and seeing his cock run the length of Mikoto's face while she passionately sucked his balls startled him.
But his "Mine" comment was what he still couldn't shake. Mikoto was still his wife, but she didn't necessarily feel like it anymore.
She allowed his balls to escape from her mouth before sliding her tongue along the underside of his thick cock. She gave the glistening head a big kiss before peering back at her husband.
"Naruto would do anything for me." "Anything," Naruto confirmed.
"Do you have any idea what that's like for a woman?" she asked Fugaku, stroking Naruto's dick with her hand. "To know that a man has your back? I never knew if I could trust you, but I know that I can count on my Naruto-kun for anything. He would kill for me."
"I would absolutely kill for her," Naruto echoed.
Fugaku lost his breath. Killing wasn't really a big deal in the shinobi world, but it was painfully obvious who Minato's brat was referring to when he mentioned killing for his 'Mikoto kaa-san'.
Naruto was talking about him.