Wanda said with a trace of resentnt, "Yes, she’s my only good friend, and I haven’t seen her for a long ti. Today, I want to go with you to et them and see Hana’s big belly. I really envy Hana, she’ll be a mother soon!"
Harry replied playfully, "Okay, okay, then I’ll go with you. What’s there to envy about others who are about to be mothers? When you get back tonight, I’ll let you be a mother too! From now on, I’ll give you unprotected sex so you can get pregnant soon."
With a sly smile, Harry pinched Wanda’s butt as his lewd gaze made itself known.
In the past, Harry had never wanted to have a child. Each ti he and Wanda had sex, they used condoms or ensured that he ejaculated externally.
Consequently, after more than a year of marriage, Wanda had yet to beco pregnant. Wanda had ntioned the issue several tis before, but Harry had always shirked responsibility by claiming he lacked both the energy and the money to raise a child.
Harry recalled how, in this city, buying even the smallest house cost more than 200,000 to 300,000 dollars—and that was for a modest, cramped space.
Additionally, the expenses for a child’s food, clothing, and healthcare, not to ntion even minor illnesses, could quickly add up.
Harry’s rough calculation revealed that raising a child here would cost at least 20,000 to 30,000 dollars a year. The more he thought about it, the more terrified he beca.
Moreover, as a son-in-law living with his wife’s family, the child would not carry his surna, a fact that made him even more determined to postpone the idea.
Yet now that he had money, Harry began to desire planting his seed in his wife’s body, to have offspring of his own. Ideally, he mused, it would be a daughter, for it was said that a daughter was her father’s beloved companion in her past life, a caring little girl would be a blessing.
"Honey, is what you said true? Do you agree to have a baby?" Wanda asked Harry excitedly.
"Yes! Of course. I didn’t have the money or ti before, but now that I’ve made money, even if you don’t work and stay ho to take care of the child, I can support you and your mother. Once you’ve saved enough, you can pay a down paynt to buy an house or apartnt in a better place, and then we won’t have to worry about our baby’s education,"
Harry replied with a smile. As he spoke, he slid his hand under Wanda’s clothes, lewdly grabbing her breasts and gently kneading them.
Wanda’s whole body went limp, and she collapsed numbly into Harry’s arms.
"Hmm!~~ You rascal! Isn’t it too late to be touching while lying in bed at night? It’s not like you haven’t touched before... Aren’t you ashad?~~ Hmm!~~~"
Wanda shyly turned her head to glare at Harry, then said in a serious tone, "Then I have to prepare for pregnancy.
I’m taking a day off tomorrow for a prenatal check-up, and from today on, you are not allowed to smoke or drink! I’m confiscating all your cigarettes!"
As she spoke, Wanda firmly pushed Harry’s hand away, retrieved the cigarette from his pocket, and hid it behind her back.
"Oh, by the way, you’re only going to invite my aunt and her family tomorrow, right? I’ll go ask Mom if we should invite my aunt and her family too,"
Wanda added as she dashed out of the room with a happy smile and a slight blush. It was evident that Wanda was very happy today, a fact that greatly relieved Harry. The guilt he had felt for cheating on his partner now seed to diminish.
Taking advantage of the mont, Harry pulled out his mobile phone to check WhatsApp. His pocket had vibrated earlier, but he hadn’t dared to check it for fear that Wanda might see the chat history between him and Sally.
On WhatsApp, ssages from Sally appeared:
Sally: "Honey, do you miss ?"
Sally: "Why are you ignoring ? You’re not just having a one-night stand with , are you?"
Sally: "Do you dislike ? Do you think I’m not good-looking?"
Reading Sally’s series of questions—filled with concern over gains and losses—Harry smiled.
This woman was becoming more and more interesting.
Originally, Harry had intended the one-night stand to be a one-ti affair; after finishing the task, he planned to block and delete Sally and completely dump her.
Yet after sleeping with her, Harry found himself reluctant to let her go. With such an excellent sex partner, he felt he could never stop lusting after Sally.
Feeling bolder, Harry typed, "I miss you! Of course I miss you! I was just savoring your milk."
His words dripped with lewdness.
Sally replied, "You’re so bad! Do you want to drink? Co to my house tomorrow and I’ll cook for you..."
Her tone hinted that she was lonely again at night. "I just finished, and now I’m thinking about doing it again tomorrow! I’m as hungry and thirsty as a wolf or a tiger."
Harry, who preferred younger won, found such audacity irresistible.
At that mont, a system notification chid in:
[Ding! The branch training mission has started!]
[Increase Sally’s training degree to 100%]
[Tip: By training Sally to perform so shaful behaviors and conducting Masochist training during sex, you can quickly increase the adjustnt angle.
For example: have Sally send a masturbation video, have her expose herself in public, have her go out without underwear, or use sex toys to train her to beco a submissive sex slave at her ho—and then enjoy exciting sex with her when her husband is at ho...]
[Current Sally’s training degree: 30%]
[Complete the branch training mission to get rewards: 2 million dollars and a special mysterious reward.]
Branch training mission?
Two million, plus a mysterious reward?
Interesting! The system was becoming more and more intriguing. As Harry looked at the training instructions prompted by the system, he couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitent. T
he temptation of the rewards only fueled his interest further, and his focus on Sally imdiately intensified.
Harry: I’m so sad. I have sothing to do tomorrow and may not be free. I’ll co to see you the day after tomorrow if I’m free.
Sally: Okay... Busy man, I miss you a little now. What should I do?
Sally: [Picture]
Looking at the selfie sent by Sally, her beautiful face filled with lancholy and loneliness, Harry felt a rush of desire. The arousal that had been stirred up earlier by his wife, Wanda, hadn’t yet subsided.
Without hesitation, Harry took off his pants, found an angle, and took a photo of his swollen cock, sending it to Sally.
Harry: [Picture]
Harry: Look at the pictures and think about them. Maybe you’ll feel better, hehe.
Sally: Ah! Dirty! You’re such a hooligan!
Harry: You’ve seen it before, right? What’s so rude about it? You were enjoying yourself just now, weren’t you? Huh?
Sally: This is so embarrassing! Don’t say it! I miss you even more when you do this!
Harry: I miss you too! I want to see your big breasts. They’re all I can think about now. What should I do?
Sally: Then co over tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and I’ll let you see enough!
Harry: I want to see them now. What should I do?
Sally: Okay, wait a minute...
Seeing Sally agree, Harry felt a surge of excitent. He thought Sally was easy to train, and completing the task shouldn’t be too difficult. After a while, Sally indeed sent a photo.
Sally: [Picture]
Harry quickly opened the photo, saved it as usual, and then examined it closely. It was a breastfeeding photo taken by Sally.
Her two snow-white, plump, and firm breasts were bulging, supported by her half-taken-off bra, making them appear even more firm and proud. Sally’s daughter, Angela, squinted her eyes, her little mouth sucking on one of the big breasts with big mouthfuls.
Milky white juice kept overflowing from the corners of her tender mouth. The other nipple, left unattended, dripped with milky white milk, staining her black vest and flesh-colored bra.
"This woman has so much milk! She squirted so much during sex earlier, and now her breasts are bulging again! If I tied her up with a fishing line, I bet her breasts would swell even bigger!" Harry suddenly had an evil thought but imdiately felt a twinge of guilt for thinking it.
Harry: Sally, your breasts are amazing! I love them so much! I want to suck on them every day like your daughter does.
Sally: What’s so good about them? I’m so fed up with them. It’s tiring to walk around with two big lumps of milk. They’re always swollen, and my daughter can’t even finish them. I have to squeeze them out every ti. If you like drinking it, I’ll save so for you! [Smirking expression]
Harry: I don’t want that. I want to suck it out myself, so it’s fresh. [Evil smile]
Sally: Then co on! ~~Co now, and I’ll let you suck it now! ~~My breasts are swollen! ~~~
Harry: Honey, you don’t want to fuck you again, do you?
Sally: So what? Are you coming?
This Sally was really sothing! Harry guessed she had been holding back for a long ti, and after venting earlier, she had beco so clingy and eager.
If Wanda hadn’t gone out for a midnight snack with her bestie, Harry would have been tempted to go over and fuck her hard right then and there!
Harry: But I have sothing to do now and can’t co. Besides, I’ve worked all afternoon. Isn’t that enough for you?
Sally: I just miss you! ~~~
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