046 Husband? I am thanking Mu-kun

In her and her husband's bedroom, Mrs. Obata Natsumi had an ambiguous entanglement with another strange boy, intimately sticking to each other, and unreserved negative distance contact.

In the lingering unusual way of death, the body gradually changed into his shape, and was stamped with Mu Xiaoxiao's small marks little by little, and she was almost used to the feeling of him erupting in her body.

As for the pregnancy or something, it was also thrown aside in the joy... For a married woman who has not had sex for a long time, it is like flipping a switch.

Once you start it, you can't stop it.

Mu Xiaoxiao's young and energetic body was like a poison that Mrs. Natsumi gradually became addicted to, and she was so obsessed that she refused him to leave.

Until her husband came back.

"I'm back... Huh?" He was taken aback when he saw the strange shoes in the entrance, "Have she had any guests at home?"

His wife's shoes and a pair of strange men's shoes were placed together, which made him feel strange in his heart. He took off his shoes and entered the house. The living room was empty, and the kitchen was a mess as there's so many unfinished cut vegetables.

His wife was nowhere to be seen.

"Natsumi? Natsumi?"

A bad premonition gradually emerged in his heart, he frowned, and his mind asking him to walk upstairs. Just as he went upstairs, he saw the door of his bedroom was opened, and Mrs. Natsumi in a white nightgown came out from inside. .

Mu Xiaoxiao followed behind.

"Honey, why did you come back so early today?" His wife glanced at the time, it was only after two o'clock in the afternoon.

Mu Xiaoxiao didn't speak, and looked at the bitter man who he gave a green hat with a smile. He was a middle-aged man with a big belly and looked very ordinary.

Mrs. Natsumi's bitter husband was stunned.

"Natsumi, you..."

his wife's face was flushed, she looked radiant, her face was glowing, her beauty was thrilling, and her brows were full of satisfaction. Facts have proved that women are flowers, and they are more beautiful when they are watered.

Mrs. Natsumi is like this now.

To be honest, when he saw his wife like this, he had the idea of ​​being cheated, even though the man behind him was just a teenager, or even about the age of his daughter.

After all, his wife is alone at home with a strange boy, and it's still in the bedroom!

It's impossible not to be crooked.

But what confuses him is why Natsumi is so calm and asks himself like a normal person. 'Am I thinking wrong? Did I misunderstand my wife?'

At this moment, the bitter husband fell into confusion.

"Natsumi, you... what were you doing just now? Also, who is he?"

"Just now? I was entertaining Mu-kun just now. His name is Mu Xiaoxiao. He is the benefactor who saved me~"

"benefactor?"

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Mr. Obata came back from overtime work and hadn't eaten yet. Mrs. Natsumi went downstairs to prepare all the uncooked lunch dishes and served them to the table.

Three people sat at the table.

It's just that this seat is a little strange, Mr. Obata, who is the host of the family, sits alone on one side, and Mrs. Natsumi, who is his wife, sits next to Mu Xiaoxiao, their bodies are a little close.

"Did such a thing happen?" Hearing that his wife had encountered a moron on the tram, Mr. Obata was really shocked and angry. Hearing that she was fine, he let out a long sigh of relief.

"It's too dangerous..."

"I was also very scared. Fortunately,Mu-kun saved me at that time," Mrs. Natsumi's delicate and charming eyes exuded spring, as if she hadn't come out of the lingering feeling with Mu Xiaoxiao just now, and her eyes were watery.

"So I invited him to come to my house for a sit down. Mu-kun is my benefactor. As a thanks, of course I have to entertain him well."

It all sounds true.

If this is the case, he really want to thank him, but why were you in the bedroom just now... The husband really wants to ask what his wife and this teenager are doing in the bedroom.

But before he could say anything, his eyes suddenly opened from what he heard.

"Mrs. Natsumi is right. Although I don't care, I can't refuse your wife's sincere hospitality." Mu Xiaoxiao looked at the middle-aged man sitting opposite, with the corner of his mouth raised inadvertently.

"Mrs?"

Hearing him calling her Mrs. Natsumi, she immediately understood what he meant, her pretty face blushed slightly, "Mu-kun, you are really... you were in the bedroom just now, isn't it enough?"

What? What's the meaning?

The moment Mr. Obata was stunned, he saw his wife actively leaning on Mu Xiaoxiao's body, grabbing his hand and placing it on her plump breasts.

Varied...

In addition to the usual flush and spring, Mrs. Natsumi also had a touch of shyness. After all, she was still a little embarrassed now that her husband was in front of her.

"Wait! Natsumi?! What are you doing?!"

Faced with the husband's astonished cry, the wife looked puzzled, "Didn't you say that Mu-kun is my benefactor, husband, I am thanking him now."

"Thank him...thanking him?"

"Yeah, I thanked Mu-kun just now in the bedroom, what's so strange," she said while squeezing his body with her plump breasts, and at the same time grabbed his hand and put it into her clothes, panting coquettishly speak out.

"Husband, Mu-kun is my savior, you must...you must do this to be more sincere, ngghhhh~"

sincerity? I must be grateful?

What is his wife talking about, she, what is she doing...

Mr. Obata held his head in his hands, his face was pale and unbelievable, his pupils shook, but soon, his astonished and angry eyes gradually became strange, and then he frowned and thought.

"That's right... that's right." After pondering for a moment, he nodded, "If it's thanks, there's nothing I can do about it."

"After all, Mu-kun did help my wife. Otherwise, she must have suffered a terrible thing. In this matter, thanks to you, it seems that Natsumi's thanks are really necessary."

Under the influence of hypnosis, the suffering husband regained his composure and even nodded in agreement.

"That's right," Mrs. Natsumi smiled, "I knew you would support me, husband."

"Of course, I'm not a person who repays kindness with revenge, Mu-kun, I don't know if my wife's thanks and hospitality, are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied, very satisfied, nothing satisfies me more than Mrs. Natsumi's hospitality," Mu Xiaoxiao put both hands into her clothes, playing with the smooth and soft breasts.

"Actually, it's not good to always accept Mrs. Natsumi's thanks and hospitality," Mu Xiaoxiao pulled out his hand, "I've thought about it. As a guest, I must return the gifts properly."

"Mrs. Natsumi, what do you think?"

He put his fingers in the lady's mouth and stirred.

"Return the gift?" Her voice was slurred under Mu Xiaoxiao's fingers, "Actually, I don't really care about returning the gift...but if Mu-kun sincerely returns the gift, I will take it seriously, what do you say husband?"

"I think... what you said is quite right. If it's Mu-kun's sincere return, Natsumi, you must accept it seriously," Mr. Obata nodded repeatedly.

He secretly watched the scene of his wife sucking Mu Xiaoxiao's finger, and felt a little bit of disharmony in his heart, as well as displeasure and anger.

But thinking that this was just to show her gratitude, he suppressed his inner discomfort.

Mu Xiaoxiao felt the soft tongue and her saliva, and then glanced at the face of his wife who was getting emotional. His smile was expanding, and he pulled out his finger, "In that case, madam, stick out your tongue~"

"I'll make you very comfortable—"