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Paradise of Infinity: 5
🕑 Added 2021-08-16 02:14:32 +0000 UTCTitle: Unspoken: Spoken Secrets
*Click*
Nik heard the faint sound of the door being locked as he continued to rub the pouf covered in body soap. His new body happened to have a low percentage of body hair so he wasn't shy at using the item. There was a drain in the corner of the bath for the shower but right now he had the tap shut off. The sound of Nik scrubbing his body filled the bath but the sound of soft rustling of shuffling clothes managed to enter Nik's ears.
*Drr*
Hearing the door behind him slide open, Nik looked back curiously. From top to bottom, foam already covering his body since he didn't have idle thoughts taking his time in the bath. He often does, but not right now. So, his body was quite a bit scrubbed and layered with soapy foam as it made Nik feel a prickling sensation left by the scrubbing pouf.
"I was hoping to help clean your back," Mitsuko entered with a smile. Only a towel tied around her torso that barely reached her thighs and just slight sways of her body threatened to make the edge of her towel lean back and reveal her most intimate bit. But Mitsuko's smile froze. She wasn't wearing her glasses because the steam would have made it harder to see itself so even if it was a little hard, she could still that Nik's body was entirely lathered with soap and scrubbed all the way.
Matching Nik's gaze, his face still uncovered and framed by a circular border of soap, Mitsuko didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Maybe laugh hard enough to bring tears in her eyes? The sight in front of her was simply too strange that she only ended up being more attracted.
Mitsuko realized that the larger portion of the reason why she found the 'foreign' attractive was none other than the language barrier in their communication. It granted a 'struggle' that was placed so subtly and so immeasurably large. Unable to even know language also meant the lack of realization of culture. That was the 'struggle.' Seeing the curious face surrounded with soapy foam, Mitsuko couldn't help but stop for a moment. Her smile widened. She could speak her heart out, right?
'After all, he wouldn't understand~' She heaved a deep breath that pushed the limits of her towel as she knelt on the tile before turning Nik back to make him face the mirror.
Her hand swept on Nik's shoulder and she whispered, "Genta probably felt it inadvisable to let you stay with me alone, but truly, even I wouldn't lay my hands on an amnesiac without letting him know my desires, of course, figuratively."
Her hands then snaked down onto his arms, wiping the foam and revealing his slightly sculpted body. Nik continued to gaze at her from the reflection of the mirror. He didn't understand a single bit of it. But only the most tough-headed and stubborn, and mentally stupid individual would fail to realize what was happening.
'I'm... being seduced? Wow... I'm pretty,' He, of course, didn't mean that by his reflection. It would be the first time he would be tried on without any form of payment in the near future. He wasn't being treated like a whore... it certainly made him tingle somewhat. One of his wildest fantasies came true this quickly, who would have thought?
Taking the pouf from his hand, Mitsuko then whispered, "In our culture, we usually ask someone else to scrub our back. Of course, you cannot ask just anybody. And I don't know about other countries, but I suppose some of them must have the same culture. After all, this is extremely pleasing."
She held the article in her hand, giving it a tight squeeze to push out a bit of soap before pressing the scrubbing pouf with both her hands, applying quite a satisfactory pressure as Nik subconsciously leaned forward, presenting the entire length of his back to Mitsuko as she continued silently.
Only after a few minutes, she spoke up, "I dream of it. My daughters know everything about me. Quite physically, too. But they don't know this about me... I like reading romantic stories. I'm already a little over 40. I don't wish for many things but whenever I read 'it.' A romance filled with struggle," Mitsuko's breath shuddered as she leaned forward with her arms tilting down. Her towel and breasts pressing against Nik's back and she continued with that one hot set of whispering lips against his left ear, "I just end up wanting it. A man who makes me feel young again. A touch so filling that I stop finding men on the streets for personal satisfaction. A man that can satisfy me and some more."
Letting go of the pouf, Mitsuko's hands snaked across Nik's waist. Finding the thick yet still soft member pressed in between his bent up thighs, she gulped, "Just like this one. Will you end years of disrespect I have committed to my own body and my daughters?" She questioned as she found her whispers working. They couldn't understand words, but Nik very much felt her body on his back. So soft, he realized. So warm, her breath felt.
The fingers playfully rested on his member. Technically, he was a virgin again. And Nik also realized that years of practice regarding 'controlling' the shots needed to be done again. His body was definitely stronger than before. Sturdier. But the lack of control itself caused the chain reaction as her lower body tingled and his breathing turned a bit heavier. Leaning back slightly, his head tilted a little to his left as he revealed his cheek and caused his ear to be even closer to the source of hot breath.
Mitsuko's eyes needed her pair of glasses to observe these minor changes, but she had the 'handle' on Nik, and seeing it harden under her efforts, she grew a little fervent. But with a mischievous glint, she pulled back and tapped Nik's back, "Oh, look at that, you're all clean now."
Since she had Nik for a foreseeable future, why not enjoy it? 'He' wasn't coming back from the trip anytime soon, right? She had time.
Nik looked at her from the reflection of the mirror and turned on the shower. Silently, he drenched his body once again. Only the soft drizzling sound of the shower remained as Nik kept it on the top of his head with all the soapy foam flowing down. Little by little, Mitsuko saw every bit of him. Blurred, sure, but she made sure to keep her eyes on him. He was the only one interesting enough compared to the two beings in the bathroom.
Swiping his hair back, Nik sighed in relief. A bath, a proper breakfast... flimsy lunch and dinner, this was already the best day ever. With a satisfied smile, Nik stood up and turned around.
Mitsuko sat still as her lips parted. She didn't need glasses for... that.
*Tap*
Nik tapped Mitsuko's shoulder after he walked past her with a thoughtful expression.
"Huh?" Looking back, she gazed at Nik curiously.
Silently pointing at the bath, he pointed at himself. Smilingly, Mitsuko sat on the stool and unwrapped her towel. Looking back, she tossed the pouf in Nik's direction as he caught it a bit frantically... Mitsuko's aim needed work, or her glasses. And the floor happened to be a bit slippery.
"Won't you wash me, too?" Mitsuko inquired sweetly as she slid the bottle of body wash slightly, making her intentions known.
'Shit... forgot that was for the body... then I used the shampoo... no wonder I still feel soapy,' Nik made an astute observation as he silently knelt like Mitsuko. His actions smooth and quite a bit practiced. He had given a bath to plenty but this one seemed more enjoyable than any he gave in the past.
---
"Man... how long will mom take? I need to bath, too," Reiko complained as she had already turned off the television. Instead, she used her smartphone and would smile every now and then.
"She hasn't come out yet?" Kurumi returned. Again. For the fourth time, Sayoko counted.
"You two need to stop being so annoying. It's only been seven minutes, and I still haven't completed the first page and I have to stop so many times already!" The blonde woman glared at her sisters.
"Tch, no need to be so mannerless," Kurumi's brows tilted condescendingly while Reiko looked at Sayoko with a bleak expression, "Yeah, you should have just completed your project on time. Geez, so lazy."
"And you... look a bit happy?" Reiko glanced at Kurumi. She had been the one helping her mother take care of Kurumi while Sayoko... spent the time sleeping. So Reiko was more aware of Kurumi's presence, unlike Sayoko.
"Am not!" Kurumi frowned and saw down on the couch while pushing Reiko's feet against the cushions of the couch with her back.
"Anyway, I just realized that mom's so old, that bloke who finds A.C. so interesting wouldn't find anything on her."
Sayoko and Kurumi glanced at each other. Humor flickering in their gazes. Sometimes Kurumi can be so stubborn, they thought silently.
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"Wow, it's really amazing. The pressure is just right, too," Mitsuko mewled as Nik scrubbed her back with her front still drenched and requiring attention, too.
"Although you look a little careless, you really have gentle hands," Mitsuko's hair was wet and it stuck to her neck slightly as Nik then stood on his knees to raise himself while pouring a bit of shampoo before beginning to clean her head while carefully using his fingertips instead of nails. Of course, nails always get things done right, that's how he washes his head, too. But this way was more pleasant. Closing her eyes, Mitsuko purposely leaned back with a satisfactory sigh while enjoying the head massage and the warm monster against her back that revealed its genuine 'affection' with an odd throb every now and then.
Mitsuko kept her eyes closed even when there was no shampoo close to her head as Nik stopped and placed his hand on her shoulder. But instead of moving, he waited until Mitsuko placed her hand over his and led it close to her collarbone before Nik took a deep breath and instead of simply pouring the body wash on the pouf, he squeezed a bit off on his other hand and began lathering Mitsuko's shoulders and then her arms and then brought the pouf over. Of course, he didn't know exactly how this thing worked, but since the foam came out just fine, he began scrubbing earnestly.
"And you don't even think too much. Like everything is so natural," Mitsuko finally opened up. "I really wonder what you used to do before losing your memory. Hehe, maybe you were like me? Just joking~ I'm the worst."
Mitsuko's smile never left even when Nik diligently cleaned her stomach and then her breasts and then scrubbed her body even before turning her around.
As his hand reached for her leg, Mitsuko finally pointed at the shower as Nik came to a stop and then turned it on.
Washing her face and head, Mitsuko looked back at Nik and washed his hands.
"Go, take a proper bath," she indicated Nik to enter the bath as she began washing her legs.
'Finally,' Nik didn't hate the task before, but he was also excited to try and take a dip. Won't be his first time, but he loved baths where he could just dip like one of the large pools. Maybe they have it here, too, he wondered and with the sound of quite a bit of water pouring out from the tub, an extremely comforting sigh escaped his lips and he leaned back with his arms spread out.
It didn't take too long for Mitsuko to wash herself up and she, too, stood up and walked over to Nik as his lips parted in amazement.
Mitsuko happened to be a beautiful woman in her prime. Her wet look currently only made her charm more prominent as she silently pointed at herself and then at Nik. She couldn't see Nik nod slightly but that permission wasn't her intention in the real place. It was a well-hearted warning.
"Mama needs her bath," Mitsuko purred as she carefully lowered herself after turning around. Sitting down on the edge of the tub, keeping her weight collected on her palms and arms instead of the entire ledge, she slipped into the bath and instantly felt Nik's body tensing momentarily and for the right reasons as he adjusted himself and even helped position Mitsuko correctly, so that it wasn't uncomfortable for both the parties.
With a happy sigh, Mitsuko leaned on her new bathe and simply enjoyed another hot thing aside from the water against her back and butt. Especially the one pressed by her butt as it fully hardened and resisted her advances valiantly but she wouldn't end 'it' and let it 'gush' just yet. At least, she wanted to have one long week that started from this bath and would only end after a long week of teasing and fun. This was surely fun for her, and from Nik's rather comfortable and unhurried manner, it must be comfortable for him, too, she speculated.
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"Ah! You're so unfair!"
Mitsuko calmly dried her hair with her towel as the fully clothed Nik in a somewhat weary t-shirt that was looser than he had imagined and a wide pair of shorts despite the chilling weather outside gazed at the pouting and complaining Kurumi. The language barrier had its advantage. He didn't need to pretend to hear her... because it didn't matter. Curiously glancing at her that somewhat lowered her voice, Nik walked past her and entered the living room where Sayako and Reiko didn't bother with him that much. Instead, Reiko stood up and smiled at Nik before patting his shoulder as if encouraging him before walking towards the bath and pulling Kurumi away.
"Come on, stop talking to mom like that."
"Hey, don't pull me by my nose! Hey—"
"I wonder what got her so upset..." Mitsuko mumbled before walking to the upper floor to prepare the bed as Nik gazed at the large slab with a rather sleek typewriter on its surface that Sayoko continuously tapped at. This fascination lasted only for a few moments until Nik closed his eyes.
Sayoko finally glanced at him quietly and then returned to her work.
'Only if I didn't have this project, I bet I could tutor him,' She sighed softly and then began her work. This project would also net her a few extra percentages of attendance and this level of benefit transcended all worldly passions for Sayoko at the moment. She severely needed this extra bit of advantage to get good final grades.
