Chapter 65: Sneaky Pu$$y Service I

Thinking about what to eat, Water and Grass Inn comes to mind.  

The first place I tasted warm food after crossing into this world.  

Not that I was desperate or anything.  

Even when I tossed gold at wh0res, I never looked for another inn. Why?  

A married w0man with a bangin’ b0dy works here—Anais.  

Her curves keep me glued, so I always park my Eight-Colored Giant Clam at Water and Grass Inn.  

I’m half-convinced others show up just to ogle Anais’s beauty.  

Of course, the inn’s “Pu$$y Service” is mine alone.  

I made sure no other guy touches my w0man.  

Salina or Ashelin—maybe they’ll meet some dude, date for months or years, marry…  

Could happen, but I’m not sweating it.  

Today, Salina and Ashelin’s rep took a hit, but no biggie.  

If Water and Grass’s “Pu$$y Service” went public, some nasty STD would tank the whole inn.  

Wanna avoid that mess.  

Sitting at a table, Anais strolls over.  

“Guest, what’ll you have?”  

“The usual.”  

“Two portions, right? Got it.”  

Anais flashes a grin and hustles to her husband with my order.  

Besides her serving me pu$$y, the inn’s been busier lately.  

No other big changes.  

The blue-haired married w0man with killer h!ps and b00bs still serves customers.  

It’s almost evening, and the place is buzzing.  

Sipping warm soup to fill the void, I openly eye Anais, plotting my move.  

Too many people in the hall.  

Doing it like before feels like a hassle from the get-go.  

She’s busy working, so luring her somewhere would seem off.  

Plus, it doesn’t sound fun.  

Today’s the last day of my village tour.  

Gotta make it pop.  

“You! We sold a ton today. Everyone loves the food!”  

“Hm! Obviously. Haha!”  

What’s this?  

Watching them, I notice the couple’s vibe is tight.  

Anais’s face glows with smiles.  

Maybe the inn’s bad location held it back, but now the hall’s clean, and lodging guests keep coming.  

Their hard work paid off, but Isti’s visits probably hyped the place up. 

I feel proud of my girlfriend.  

“Hmm…”  

Seeing their happy marriage sparks an idea for fun.  

I decide to wait till night deepens.  

Leaning against the wall, I shamelessly scan Anais’s b0dy—never gets old.  

I’m practically a creep, and both Anais and the innkeeper notice.  

A normal place would’ve kicked me out, but the innkeeper knows I’m leering at Anais’s a$$ and b00bs and lets it slide.  

Anais, aware of my gaze, keeps working hard.  

As customers trickle out, Anais approaches.  

“Um, guest…?”  

She senses today’s different, looking nervous.  

“Wanna get some pu$$y service. Cool?”  

“Pu$$y service? Can I check with my husband?”  

“Yeah, go ahead.”  

Anais talks to her husband, who sighs and hangs his head.  

She returns, face dark.  

“Guest.”  

“What’s up?”  

“All rooms are booked, so we can’t offer pu$$y service.”  

Oh, d*mn.  

Knew there were lots of lodgers, but full? No service without a room.  

“Sorry.”  

“Sh*tty guest treatment.”  

Anais panics, scrambling.  

“My husband said it’s fine to offer my pu$$y. If you’re okay anywhere, I’ll follow and serve.”  

“Follow for pu$$y service? He cool with that?”  

“Yes!”  

Anais beams.  

“You’re special to our inn.”  

So, her husband greenlit taking her to bang.  

But that’s boring. No payoff for waiting.  

Gotta make the night count.  

“How about giving me the key to your bedroom?”  

“The master key…?”  

Anais’s eyes widen, clearly thrown.  

“Yup. Can’t you do pu$$y service anywhere?”  

“Well… um… what for?”  

I stay silent, and Anais, flustered, bows.  

“Sorry, I’ll get the key from my husband.”  

She convinces him and brings the master key.  

I take it politely.  

“Good job. What’d you tell him?”  

Anais’s cheeks flush red.  

“I said you wanted to come to our bedroom and bang my pu$$y, so I got the key.”  

“Nice. I’ll use it well.”  

“Ah…”  

Her mix of shame, embarrassment, and fleeting joy is hot as hell.  

But—snap!

I flick my fingers.  

“Forgetting this would be more fun, right?”  

I hypnotize them to forget giving me the key and our talk.  

Just wanted to see how this married w0man would convince her husband to hand it over.  

Got the key, so I erase their memory.  

Now, I’m sneaking in as a total intruder.  

That’s my “fun idea.”  

Clap!

Anais blinks, memory wiped, and looks at me.  

“Guest, what service do you want?”  

“Nah, I’m good. Place looks full.”  

“Yes. Safe travels.”  

I leave with Anais’s send-off, stroll the plaza, and return to Water and Grass Inn at night.  

Breaking in is easy. Didn’t even need the key, but I was curious about Anais’s reaction.  

I set a leap point at the inn’s door and a landing spot in the hall, using spatial jump.  

Invasion complete.  

I creep through the dark hall to the couple’s bedroom.  

It’s nothing dangerous, but sneaking in makes my heart pound.

Across the kitchen, first-floor hallway. Never been here, always stuck to the second-floor guest rooms.  

Opposite three guest rooms, a door—likely the couple’s bedroom.  

The key will confirm my guess.  

First door, second, third.  

Testing each, I reach the last.  

When the key fits perfectly, I cheer silently.  

Creak.

The old hinge groans as the door opens. I slip into the sleeping couple’s bedroom.  

Close the door, scan for Anais.  

Two small beds—not sharing one, as I’d thought.  

Close together, but separate, with a narrow table between.  

I watch quietly.  

Need to check if they’re asleep.  

Their breathing’s calm, no tension.  

I creep to Anais’s bed.  

She’s out cold, barely covered by a scrap of cl0the, sleeping like a baby.  

I poke her cheek with my finger—no reaction.  

Carefully, I peel off her cl0thes.  

Lift her legs, slide her p@nties down to her ankles, then off.  

Under a single blanket, Anais lies naked.  

She doesn’t stir, so I get bold, softly kneading her b00bs.  

“…”  

Did she wake? Her eyelids flutter.  

“Honey…?”  

She thinks I’m her husband?  

So, I shamelessly grope her b00bs more.  

“Geez… Hnng. Weren’t you tired earlier…?”  

Anais doesn’t mind, offering her b00bs, squirming.  

Her b00bs, too big for one hand, are unreal. Her unhidden pleasure from the caress is hot.  

I rest my hand near her wa!st. She grabs my arm, sensing something’s off, and opens her eyes.  

“…Oh.”  

I move to cover her m0uth, anticipating a scream.  

I clamp her m0uth shut, pinning her struggling b0dy.  

“Mmph! Mmf! Hnng!”  

Her resistance is fierce—kneeing me, smacking my head.  

But I don’t let go, holding her tight.  

Our strength’s on different levels.  

“Mmf! Hnng! Ngh!”  

A minute of thrashing, and her struggles weaken.  

I watch her, like a trapped animal losing steam.  

“Hnng… Hff…”  

She stops.  

Sweat beads on her skin; her big b00bs rise and fall with her breaths.  

What a fun situation.  

If I were a thug with a weapon, I’d threaten her to shut up or else.  

If I were just a thief, I’d bolt.  

I’m neither.  

Don’t care if her husband wakes or the whole inn erupts in chaos.  

So, I watch her futile thrashing, pinned down.  

Once her strength’s gone, I whisper in her ear.  

“It’s me.”  

“Mmph?”  

Anais’s eyes widen.  

I cautiously release her m0uth.  

“Ah…”  

She sighs in relief.  

“Didn’t know it was you, guest. Thought you were a robber…”  

“Relieved it’s me?”  

“Yes. Here for pu$$y service?”  

“Yup.”  

“My husband’s sleeping right there…”  

I touch her pu$$y without permission, rubbing her b00bs.  

Unlike before, Anais parts her legs slightly, accepting my touch.  

“Hn… What do I do…?”  

“Ask your husband?”  

“No… He worked hard today. Feel bad waking him.”  

“Then don’t. Give me pu$$y service quietly, yeah?”  

“Mmm.”  

I k!ss her neck, b00bs, lips, leaving marks.  

“…Alright. I’ll do pu$$y service for you.”  

“Thanks.”  

I k!ss Anais.  

She wraps her arms around my neck, eagerly k!ssing back.  

Under one blanket, we wiggle, hidden from her husband.  

Naked, skin on skin, no barriers.  

I rub my hard c0ck against her; she spreads her legs wide, interlocking fingers with me.  

“Lift your a$$ a bit higher?”  

I whisper softly.  

“Um, guest.”  

“Yeah?”  

“We’re trying for a child, so… no releasing inside. Promise?”  

“Hmm. What if I don’t?”  

Anais lowers her wa!st, defensive.  

“Can we use protection for pu$$y service…?”  

She pleads, torn between her husband and this.  

Fine.  

“Alright, no releasing inside. So do it right.”  

“Thank you, guest.”  

Anais happily raises her a$$, ready for me.  

I guide my c0ck, rubbing her pu$$y mound to find the hole.  

She spreads her a$$ wider, opening her pu$$y fully, trusting I won’t release inside.  

I slide my c0ck in deep.  

“Hnng…!”  

Anais bites her lip, trembling.  

Her legs wrap tight around my wa!st, locking us in place.  

“Gotta release inside for real pu$$y service.”  

“Huh…?”  

Anais looks blindsided.

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