This boy, Alex, who was about the same age as her daughter, was truly a very good guy.
If it weren't for him, she would surely have been assaulted by that disgusting Pervert on the train… Natsumi Obata patted her Chest, thinking of how oblivious she had been on the train and that ugly, old, lewd man.
She looked visibly shaken.
It was truly dangerous… In that light, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call Alex-kun my savior. Therefore, I must properly thank my savior.
Madam Natsumi, with the demeanor of a neighborhood wife, carried her shopping bags and led the boy beside her home. Regardless of anything else, she had to treat him well at her house.
The beautiful Madam still had the afterglow of what had just happened lingering on her face. Trying to calm her heartbeat, she chatted with him. "I have a daughter about your age, Alex-kun. Maybe you two could become friends."
"A daughter?"
Alex glanced at the red-haired woman whose waist and Buttocks swayed with her steps, smiling meaningfully. "Your Madam's daughter must be very pretty."
"Of course. Yui is a very good girl."
Natsumi Obata seemed proud when talking about her daughter.
"I believe you, but I still think Madam Natsumi is more charming and prettier than your daughter."
"Alex-kun, I'm an old woman now. Where is the charm?" Natsumi Obata was embarrassed by his words, but undeniably, a feeling of secret delight flashed through her heart after being complimented by Alex.
"The mature charm of Madam Natsumi is something ordinary young girls can't compare to," Alex suddenly leaned close, blowing a puff of air into Natsumi Obata's ear. "It makes my heart pound~"
Woosh.
Natsumi Obata's cheeks quickly flushed a deep red. She shyly turned her head away. "Alex-kun, I am a married woman. You should be saying things like that to your girlfriend."
Alex shrugged, offering a faint smile, but gave no reply.
They arrived at Natsumi Obata's house, and Alex followed the Madam through the door.
"Welcome, Alex-kun. This is my home," Madam Natsumi took out a pair of new slippers. As she bent down, she perfectly displayed her stunning, curvaceous figure to the boy—an unobstructed view.
Her large, snow-white Chests still bore the marks of Alex's earlier handling.
"No one is home?"
"Yui is out, and my husband is working late," Natsumi Obata's expression was gentle, and she propped her cheek on one hand, showing the smile of a Yamato Nadeshiko. "It's alright. I will take good care of Alex-kun."
Saying this, she shook the bag containing groceries.
They were all fresh ingredients she had just bought.
Alex walked around the living room, noticing the framed family photo on the table: a picture of the whole family—the beautiful Madam, her daughter, and her husband.
They looked full of affection.
He placed the photo frame back on the table, glanced at the married woman busy in the kitchen, and the corners of his mouth curved up into a pleased smile. He walked leisurely into the kitchen.
He slowly approached Natsumi Obata from behind.
Reaching out, he grabbed the soft flesh of her Buttocks.
Slap—
The tomato in her hand dropped. Madam Natsumi jumped, turning around nervously.
"Alex, Alex-kun?"
"What is it? Didn't Madam Natsumi say you were going to take good care of me?" Alex hugged her from behind, his hands resting on her curvy Buttocks for a moment, then suddenly moving forward to cup her Chests beneath her apron.
Those two balloons felt incredibly good—he could never tire of playing with them.
"The kind of care I meant wasn't this… Wait, Alex-kun, are you thinking of—" Natsumi Obata was startled. She felt a hot, hard object pressing against the cleavage of her Buttocks, a sensitive spot. She seemed to realize something.
"That kind of thing is forbidden—"
She struggled, looking conflicted.
The touching before was one thing, but… how can I actually do that kind of thing? How can I sleep with a man other than my husband… put another man's thing inside my body?
How can I possibly do that?!
"Why not? Before, only Madam Natsumi enjoyed herself, but I didn't get anything. That's too unfair, isn't it?" Alex kneaded her Chests while biting her earlobe, speaking in a muffled voice.
"..."
"Besides, you are only doing this to express your gratitude by treating me this way… This doesn't count as cheating. I believe your husband would agree to you doing this."
"..."
Madam Natsumi was silent for a few seconds. Her struggles grew weaker and weaker. Finally, she turned around, smiling at the boy's face, which was inches away, allowing his hands to do as they pleased with her Chests.
"Alex-kun, you are right. To push back when merely expressing gratitude is truly insincere. You are my important benefactor. I must use this method to properly treat you and express my thanks."
Saying this, Madam Natsumi untied her apron and wiped her hands. "Alex-kun, before that, I would like to go out and buy some condoms. Is that alright? Today… today is my dangerous day."
"No, even if it is your dangerous day, you must use your body to express your thanks properly. Bringing things like that isn't sincere."
Alex flatly refused, not telling her that he had the Contraception ability.
Natsumi Obata knocked on her forehead in obvious distress, but she didn't insist. She nodded, saying, "I understand. I will maintain a sincere attitude when treating Alex-kun~ Even without that…"
Saying this, she pulled Alex toward the bedroom—the room she shared with her husband. A wedding photo was placed on the bedside table: the beautiful Madam in a white wedding dress and her husband.
Madam Natsumi glanced at the photo, then calmly unbuttoned her shirt, slowly undressing. Her fragrant clothes slipped to the floor until her last tiny piece of fabric fell away.
Her naked, seductive body was completely exposed to Alex. Madam Natsumi covered her Chests with her hands, clamped her thighs together, her face flushed and somewhat unnaturally shy.
"Alex-kun, I'm sorry. I'm still a little unaccustomed…"
Even under Hypnosis, she was still very shy and found it hard to let go.
Alex didn't mind. This was enough. He rubbed his chin, playfully observing her beautiful body, which was as exquisite as a work of art. "This is good enough. Madam Natsumi's sincerity, I have felt it~"
"That's good," She climbed onto the bed, slowly lowered her hands, and lay on her stomach facing Alex. Like a puppy, she slightly lifted her head and said shamefully, "Please, please come."
"You can do whatever you want~ I will treat Alex-kun passionately with my body~"
Alex raised an eyebrow. "Then I will gladly accept Madam Natsumi's passionate hospitality…"
Silence fell over the room. A rosy, sensual atmosphere began to permeate the air. The wedding photo on the bedside table witnessed everything, until a gasp, Natsumi Obata covered her mouth in shock.
That, that is Alex-kun's… He hasn't even reached adulthood yet, has he? Why is it… so big?
It's even bigger than my husband's…