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I was completely dumbfounded. My brain felt as if it had been pressed on a pause button, utterly incapable of processing this situation, which could only be described as absurd. Herta... my second wife? Just because Ruan Mei's research had "provoked" her? That chain of logic was... too "Genius Society" for words!
Watching me like a wooden chicken, Herta seemed a bit impatient—or perhaps she felt my reaction wasn't "interesting" enough. She raised an eyebrow and then made a bolder move, one that caught me even more off guard: she actually moved over from the adjacent sofa and, without a shred of courtesy, sat directly on my lap!
Her soft, slender weight pressed down. Through my clothes, I could feel the contours and temperature of her body. An even clearer scent, a mixture of stardust-like coolness and an unknown spice, enveloped me. She adjusted her posture slightly to make herself more comfortable, and those deep violet eyes looked at me from close range with a scrutinizing gaze.
"What?" her voice carried a hint of playfulness. "Are you not satisfied?"
I reflexively wanted to shake my head, but felt nodding wouldn't be right either. Satisfied? Not satisfied? That wasn't the point at all! I felt my cheeks beginning to heat up, and my heart skipped several beats. The beauty of Herta's real body was indeed heart-stirring; to say I felt nothing while being held so intimately by her would be a lie.
But...
"No... not..." I stuttered, my head in a mess. "It's just... Ruan Mei only just left... and us like this... is it a bit... improper?"
I didn't know why those words came out of my mouth; perhaps it was a subconscious hint of guilt toward Ruan Mei, or maybe I was just looking for a reason to buffer this overly intense development.
Herta seemed to see through my thoughts. A trace of understanding flashed in her violet eyes, followed by an even more playful, almost contemptuous curve of her mouth.
"Heh, improper?" she chuckled lightly, as if she had heard something childish. "Your little secrets? I've known them for a long time."
And then, to my shock, she began unbuttoning her own clothes, which were crafted with unique star-themed designs!
Her movements were fluid and natural, without the slightest hesitation or coyness, as if she were merely taking off an ordinary coat.
"Based on what I know of Ruan Mei, her mind is currently entirely on her new discovery; she wouldn't care about such a 'minor matter' at all." She looked at me with those eyes that understood everything while unbuttoning her clothes, her tone resolute. "As for you..."
Her fingers had already unbuttoned her top, revealing the exquisite inner layer and a patch of white, delicate skin. Her gaze held a hint of understanding and mockery as she continued: "...I know very well what you truly desire."
As she spoke, her movements never paused. Her top, undergarment, skirt... piece by piece she discarded them without hesitation, letting them fall carelessly onto the carpet beside the sofa. Before long, right before my eyes, Herta stripped herself completely naked.
Then, just like that, naked, she adjusted her posture once more, calmly sitting in my lap, her skin pressing directly against my clothing.
I felt my breath stop.
The sight before me... was truly too shocking. The real body of Miss Herta, sitting naked in my lap without any reservations!
Her body, just as I had felt before, was more slender and delicate than Ruan Mei's, like an exquisitely carved piece of jade. Although the softness of her chest wasn't as full and abundant as Ruan Mei's—the scale was smaller—the shape was exceptionally perfect and perky, like two exquisite white jade peaches, small but beautifully rounded with delicate, pale pink nipples that were already beginning to stiffen into tight little peaks from the cool air and rising tension. Her skin was white to the point of being translucent, glowing with a soft luster under the living room light. Her waist was impossibly narrow and elegant, her stomach flat and smooth, her hips subtly curved yet firm, leading into long, straight, slender legs that ended in dainty feet. Between those thighs, her pussy was completely smooth and hairless, the outer lips forming a tight, pristine "one line of heaven" that looked almost virginal and untouched, the inner folds hidden but already glistening faintly with a thin layer of arousal. Her clit was small and delicate, peeking slightly like a tiny pearl.
This was definitely a one-in-a-million top-tier beauty!
Her beauty, unlike the fleshy and cold aura of life that Ruan Mei possessed, was a sort of indescribable exquisiteness, almost like an artificial creation. Every detail was perfect, beyond reproach, as if she were an artwork polished by the hands of an Aeon of "Erudition."
And right now, this "artwork" was sitting warm and real in my lap, waiting for my... reaction.
The slight guilt I felt toward Ruan Mei was quickly diluted by the temptation of the flesh and blood before me, coupled with the thought that "she really did allow it." Herta was right; given Ruan Mei's personality, she was likely dedicating her entire mind to her new discovery. And I... faced with this world-class beauty, whose intelligence and looks were top-tier and who had thrown herself into my arms, it would be hypocritical to say I was completely unmoved.