Chapter 59 – Resting
After stepping out of the Haruno tailor shop, I walked through the evening streets of Konoha with the black kimono tucked under my arm. My thoughts drifted to what I had just offered Mebuki.
It was extremely difficult for civilian-born shinobi to rise in the ranks. Only a rare few ever reached the Jonin or Elite Jonin level. And that too: ninjas from the bloodline clan have a higher chance.
And Jonin of a specific clan generally only take that student of that clan as their instructor. So for the civilians to get an elite jonin or even kage-level ninja was practically impossible.
In the original timeline, without Naruto and Sasuke around, it would have been nearly impossible for Sakura to end up under someone like Kakashi.
Her talent wasn't bad, though — she had the potential. She had become Kage-level in the Boruto era. That was why I felt comfortable with the idea of introducing her to Tsunade later.
Of course, my motives weren't entirely pure. If both mother and daughter came to me, I would get the rare pleasure of a mother-daughter rice bowl. Fucking Mebuki had already been delicious. Adding a freshly eighteen-year-old Sakura into the mix would make it even better.
I smirked to myself as I continued walking, already imagining the possibilities. A neglected MILF and her talented daughter both serving me… while I quietly arranged a better future for Sakura under Tsunade's guidance.
It was a win-win situation, as far as I was concerned.
The night air felt cool against my skin as I headed back toward the Senju compound, my mind already planning the next steps.
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[Scene Change]
When I finally returned to the Senju compound, the house was quiet and dark. Tsunade and Shizune were still not home. The note from earlier remained on the table, and the silence confirmed that the hospital was busy.
I was thoroughly exhausted after a full day of intense sex — from the morning with Tsunade, to the multiple milfs at the massage shop, and finally the rough session with Mebuki in the fitting room.
Even with Kage-level strength, I was exhausted.
I took a long, hot shower to wash off the last traces of the day's activities, then changed into a simple pair of loose sleeping pants. The bed looked especially inviting after everything.
As I lay down, I muttered to myself with a tired smirk, "What a day… Tsunade is going to be jealous when she finds out how busy I was."
After lying in the bed, within minutes, I drifted off into a deep sleep.
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[Scene Change]
I woke up slowly the next morning to the warm, soft sensation of Tsunade's body wrapped tightly around me. Her large breasts were pressed firmly against my chest, and the soft flesh was squishing pleasantly against my skin.
One of her thick thighs was draped over my legs, and her arms were holding me close like she never wanted to let go.
I stirred slightly, and she nuzzled her face into my neck with a sleepy hum.
"Mmm… morning, darling…" she murmured while her voice was still sleepy. Her hand slid lazily down my stomach, brushing against my morning wood through the thin fabric of my pants. "You're already hard… Did you miss me last night?"
I chuckled softly and kissed the top of her golden hair. "Always. How was the hospital?"
"Long… emergency surgeries all night," she sighed, still not opening her eyes. "I'm exhausted. I still want my morning sleep…"
I gently stroked her back. "Then just take a rest."
Tsunade stirred a little more as she looked at me with her eyes still half-closed. "Then what about tonight's festival?"
"I already bought the clothes from the shop you recommended," I replied while sitting on the edge of the bed and gently brushing her golden hair away from her face.
"Sorry about that… I couldn't come shopping with you last night," she murmured, sounding genuinely apologetic.
"It's okay. Your work is more important. You're saving lives."
Inwardly, though, I was quite happy she hadn't come with me. If she had, I never would have gotten the chance to thoroughly fuck that pink-haired milf Mebuki in the fitting room. Of course, I kept that thought carefully locked in my mind.
"Anyway, you should rest," I continued. "I'll close the massage shop early this afternoon. Then we can spend some quiet time at home before we head to the festival together in the evening."
Tsunade gave a small, satisfied smile and hugged the pillow tighter against her naked body. "Okay then… I'm going to sleep all day today. Just wake me up when you come home."
I leaned down and kissed her forehead. "Sleep well, my lovely blonde slut."
She hummed contentedly and drifted back into a deep sleep with my pillow.
As for me, I headed to the bathroom and took a quick, refreshing shower. By the time I finished and dried off, Tsunade was still deeply asleep, her soft snores filling the bedroom.
After getting dressed, I walked to the kitchen. The smell of nice food greeted me immediately.
Shizune was already there cooking the food. She was wearing a simple apron over her usual outfit while preparing the breakfast. Her movements were efficient, but she tensed slightly the moment she noticed me enter.
"Good morning, Alex," she said, and her cheeks started turning a light pink as she glanced at me. "We came back very late… we couldn't have dinner together, and sorry for that. Breakfast will be ready soon."
I leaned against the counter, watching her work. The apron was hugging her figure nicely, and she was looking like a proper housewife.
"Smells good, Shizune. You're always so reliable."
She smiled shyly, focusing a little too hard on the frying pan. "It's nothing… I just want to make sure both of you are taken care of."
I looked at her looking shy and horny while pretending that all was normal.
I knew exactly how she felt about me. Shizune liked me — more than she admitted. She had been masturbating for weeks while listening to the loud moans of me fucking Tsunade every night. Sometimes she even peeked through the door and finger-fucked herself while watching.
I had caught her more than once, and she knew it.
I walked up behind her and, without warning, reached around and firmly grabbed both of her soft breasts through her clothes. I then squeezed them possessively.
Squeeze…!
"Mmm…♥!"
Shizune let out a surprised moan. Her body tensed for only a second before she acted completely normal. She didn't push my hands away.
"What are you cooking?" I asked casually while brushing my thumbs over her hardening nipples while I continued to knead her tits from behind.
"Mmm…♥ Eggs, porridge, bacon… and some dumplings…" she answered in a breathy voice. She was still trying to stir the pan as if nothing unusual was happening.
I smirked and pressed my body closer against her back, letting her feel the growing bulge in my pants against her ass. One of my hands stayed on her breast while the other slid down, lifting the hem of her skirt and slipping between her thighs. Her panties were already soaked.
"You're already this wet just from me touching your tits?" I whispered against her ear, rubbing her clit slowly through the damp fabric. "You've been listening to me fuck Tsunade every night and touching yourself, haven't you?"
"Haa…♥ Y-yes…♥"
Shizune admitted with a soft moan. She pushed her hips instinctively back against my hard dick and started grinding it.
But she kept cooking with her trembling hands. "I… I couldn't help it… Lady Tsunade's moans are so loud that I can't unhear them… and they make me so wet every time…♥"
I pinched her nipple harder and slid my fingers inside her panties, directly touching her dripping pussy.
"Good girl. Keep cooking while I play with this needy little hole. Don't drop anything."
"Mmm…♥ Okay…"
She whimpered and spread her legs a little wider to give me better access even as she continued preparing breakfast like a proper housewife slut.
I was nicely finger-fucking her pussy. It was making a nice wet sound, and it was mixed with the sizzling of the food.
The kitchen filled with the smell of breakfast and the lewd scent of Shizune's arousal as I continued to tease and finger her while she tried desperately to finish cooking.