Chapter 193

On a bright, sunny morning, in the only office on the top floor of a skyscraper, two stunningly beautiful and mature women are having a meeting.

“Yukiko, you specifically asked to meet me in your office. Is there something special you want to tell me, or do you have a case that you need my help with?”

Eri Kisaki sat in her usual office chair, her brown hair styled in a bun at the back of her head. She had blue eyes, wore gold-rimmed glasses, and had a mature and beautiful face.

She wore a blue women’s suit jacket, the fitted waist of which accentuated her slender waist. Her high breasts made the blue suit jacket bulge. She wore a matching blue straight skirt that tightly hugged her hips. Her long, shapely legs were covered in flesh-colored crystal stockings, and she wore blue high heels.

“Eri, do you remember what I called you to remind you last time?” Sitting opposite Eri was a stylish woman with long, slightly wavy brown hair, captivating blue eyes, and an absolutely beautiful face. In terms of charm, she was in no way inferior to Eri.

“Ah, yes, I remember that.” If she could, Eri really wanted to forget that embarrassing phone call experience, but unfortunately she couldn’t.

“The person I mentioned to you on the phone is your big boss, Eri. Do you think there’s anything suspicious about him?” Yukiko Kudo took a photo out of her pocket and placed it on her desk.

Seeing the young man in the desktop photo who had left an indelible mark on her, Eri Kisaki appeared unmoved on the surface, but in reality, she was already on edge. Could it be that Yukiko had discovered something on her own?

“Nothing has been found so far.” Eri Kisaki felt that saying there was something was awkward, and saying there wasn’t was also awkward. Would saying there was something scare away her best friend? Based on Eri Kisaki’s understanding of Yukiko, that was impossible. It might even further arouse her desire to investigate.

Would Yukiko give up just because she said no? Considering that Yukiko specifically came to her office to find her, Eri thought it was unlikely. After weighing her options, Eri chose to say no, at least so that nothing would be discovered from her words.

“Really? Even you, Eri, didn’t notice anything wrong. It seems he really is hiding something.” Kudo Yukiko had thought she could find some suspicious information about the other party from her friend, giving her a chance to seize the opportunity to retaliate.

“Whether it’s well hidden or not is another matter, but why do you think there’s something wrong with him, Yukiko? Have you discovered something?” Eri adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses, not understanding why Yukiko suddenly wanted to investigate that guy.

Because my future daughter-in-law said she was worried about your mother’s situation, I helped to find out more, and then I accidentally got myself involved. As a result, I discovered that your boss is not a good person. How could Yukiko Kudo possibly say such a thing?

“Hmm… This information comes from a friend of mine. She is very good at gathering intelligence, so she learned that your young boss has a hidden side. For your safety, Eri, I think it’s better to investigate more thoroughly.”

Fortunately, Yukiko Kudo had prepared a set of excuses before coming. The beautiful wife silently apologized to Vermouth, who was being used as a shield. However, Yukiko had no idea that she would do something even more wrong to Vermouth later.

“A hidden side that no one knows about?” If it’s about sex, Eri Kisaki does know about this so-called “hidden side,” but she doesn’t think Yukiko is talking about that.

“Well, my friend discovered that this young boss…” Yukiko Kudo pointed to the photo on the table with her slender white fingers, “may have some connection with the Black Organization.”

That’s right, Yukiko Kudo plans to pin the blame on the Black Organization. If it weren’t for this organization turning her son into a child, she wouldn’t have been threatened. Anyway, the Black Organization has to be dealt with, and the small blame she’s being placed on is nothing compared to what they’ve done.

“The Black Organization?” Eri Kisaki raised an eyebrow. She had never heard of this organization before, but since Yukiko said so, it probably wasn’t a good one.

“Yes, the Black Organization is a transnational criminal organization lurking in the shadows…” Yukiko Kudo roughly told Eri Kisaki what she knew about the Black Organization. Of course, she didn’t mention her son, Shinichi Kudo, yet. The fewer people who knew about this, the better. They would talk about it later when things became clearer.

“So there’s such a large organization operating in the shadows.” The black-clad organization sounds like it’s carrying out some big plan in secret, but is this organization really related to that guy?

Or would that guy need to use the Black Organization’s power? For some reason, Eri Kisaki felt that he didn’t need to; perhaps it was a woman’s intuition.

“I’m investigating this organization for something, and I just happened to get this lead, so I want to investigate this young boss to see if I can catch the Black Organization’s tail.” With that, Yukiko Kudo finally finished explaining the reason she had in mind.

“I understand. I will pay more attention to my young boss and the Black Organization from now on.” Only then did Eri realize that using the word “my” was strange, especially given their relationship, but she couldn’t take it back now that she had said it.

“Thank you so much, Eri. I’ll treat you to dinner sometime when you’re free.” For Yukiko Kudo, this was a win-win situation. Even if the investigation into someone didn’t make any progress, it wouldn’t be a loss if she could obtain information about the Black Organization.

“Then you’ll have to make an appointment in advance, I’m very busy.” Eri couldn’t help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, realizing that Yukiko hadn’t noticed anything amiss.

“Okay, okay, then I won’t bother you any longer. Let’s arrange a time to chat again next time.” Eri Kisaki’s title as the legal queen wasn’t just due to talent; she put in a lot of hard work. Yukiko Kudo, as her friend, knew this very well, especially after their separation, when she devoted herself entirely to her work.

“Let’s talk next time.”

After waiting for a while after Yukiko Kudo left, Eri Kisaki used a landline to call the building’s receptionist to confirm that a woman resembling Yukiko Kudo had left the building. She then got up to check if the office door was locked and drew the curtains.

The mature housewife sat down again and placed her phone on the desk. Eri Kisaki looked at her phone with a conflicted expression, unsure whether she should call the person who had been at the center of the conversation and ask him if he knew Yukiko Kudo.

If he doesn’t know Yukiko Kudo, will mentioning her name draw his attention and potentially lead to her falling into his clutches?

Eri Kisaki felt that Yukiko Kudo’s actions this time were a bit strange. Was it really just because of that black organization? There was something Yukiko mentioned that was vague. Eri Kisaki certainly didn’t think that Yukiko would do anything to harm her, but such doubts made Eri Kisaki a little uneasy. This matter could not afford to go wrong.

After thinking for a while, Eri Kisaki finally picked up her phone and made a call. At worst, she would take the blame for Yukiko and ensure her safety.

“Beep…beep…hello, Eri, what can I do for you?” After a busy signal, the familiar young man’s voice reached Eri’s ears.

The mature married woman took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down before coldly saying, “I told you not to call me by my name directly.”

“Alright, alright, so what brings Attorney Fei to see me?”

Judging from her tone, she figured that even without her reminder, he would still call her by her name directly next time, but Eri didn’t know what to do about it. “It’s nothing, I just wanted to ask if you know someone.”

“It’s nothing, Attorney Fei, just ask.”

“Do you know someone named Yukiko Kudo?” Eri Kisaki hesitated for a moment before saying Yukiko Kudo’s name.

“Mrs. Kudo, I suppose we know each other.”

Eri thought to herself, “As expected.” Her intuition was right. So how did the two of them meet, and what happened that made Yukiko need to investigate that guy?

Perhaps because she was also a wife and mother, or perhaps because of a moment of empathy, Eri Kisaki had a fleeting thought: Could Yukiko be like her?

The thought was immediately dismissed by Eri Kisaki. She couldn’t just think about such things unless there was solid evidence, and besides, Eri Kisaki didn’t want her friend to end up like her.

“So how did you two meet?” Rather than guessing, Eri Kisaki felt it was better to ask directly.

“There was one time…”

“Um……”

She had barely begun speaking when a soft, seductive female voice rang out from the other end of the phone. Although the voice wasn’t loud, how could Eri Kisaki ignore such a charming voice, especially since she had a similar experience not long ago?

“You weren’t doing *that* while talking to me on the phone, were you?” Mentioning this inevitably brought back memories of the time Yukiko called, forcing her to do *that* on the other end of the line; the shame seemed to resurface.

“If I said I was just giving a massage to a woman, would you believe me, Attorney Fei?”

“What do you think?” Eri Kisaki sneered twice. How could she possibly believe that it was just a massage? Given her personal experience, “I don’t want to talk to you while you’re doing that kind of thing. Let’s schedule another time to talk next time.”

After saying that, Eri hung up the phone. The mature housewife leaned back in her chair and took a few deep breaths to suppress the rising shame. Now that she knew Yukiko and that guy knew each other, she would ask for details later. In any case, she couldn’t continue to ask under those circumstances.

“Was that your girlfriend’s call…? If it caused any misunderstanding… I can help explain it to her…”

“It’s a misunderstanding, but she’s not my girlfriend. If I tell her that, she’ll probably call me delusional. Anyway, it’s not a big problem. I’ll just explain it to her directly next time we meet.”

I put away my phone after ending my call with Eri and continued what I was doing. As I said, it really was just a massage. The person I was massaging was Asuna, or rather, Asuna Yuuki’s mother, Kyoko Yuuki.

I had arranged to give Kyoko Yuuki another massage, and I happened to run into her today when I came to the hospital to visit Asuna. The beautiful wife had just finished visiting her daughter and was on her way home.

As the saying goes, there’s no time like the present, so I suggested that I get a room at the hospital to give her a massage. Kyoko Yuuki hesitated for a moment, probably thinking that the hospital was safer and nothing would happen, but then she nodded in agreement.

So at this moment, the following scene appeared: a beautiful woman with short, dark brown hair was lying on the snow-white bed, wearing a red women’s suit and a straight skirt, her jade-like buttocks showing off their perfect curves under the straight skirt.

More importantly, the beautiful wife was wearing light gray stockings today, and now, as she lay on the bed, she had taken off her high heels, revealing her beautiful legs in light gray stockings under her red straight skirt.

The light-colored, thin gray stockings revealed the beautiful wife’s fair skin. Following her slender, gray-stockinged legs downwards, I saw a pair of exquisite gray-stockinged feet, their insteps pointing downwards and soles upwards, their smooth, gray-stockinged toes tightening and relaxing under my massage.

“Is that so… That’s good… Hmm…” Kyoko Yuuki knew she shouldn’t moan, as it wasn’t proper for a lady of leisure, but the comfort emanating from her body was simply too much for her to bear.

“Madam, that’s about all for your upper body. I’m going to move on to another spot.” I withdrew my hands from Kyoko Yuuki’s waist and hips. I personally wanted to continue massaging further down, but my beautiful wife would definitely stop the massage immediately if I did.

“Hmm? Um…” The tingling sensation in her waist stopped, which made Kyoko Yuuki feel a desire to continue, so the beautiful wife agreed without much thought.

Having received Kyoko Yuuki’s permission, I first placed my hands on her gray stockinged thighs, the plumpness of her stockinged thighs filling my palms.

The palm pressed down, making the already thin stockings even thinner, revealing the beautiful wife’s fair skin even more clearly. The palm’s massage against her gray-stockinged thighs produced a pleasant “rustling” sound.

“This…” When the hot, large hand contacted her thigh and a tingling sensation spread, Kyoko Yuuki realized that massaging her thigh might have gone a bit too far. A female masseuse would be fine, but a male masseuse…

“Is there a problem, Mrs. Yuki? Is my pressure not enough?” My hands were very proper, massaging only from the bottom of Yuki Kyoko’s straight skirt to the back of her stockinged thighs, without any intention of going deeper into the skirt, because that would be simply not worth it.

“No…” The other person’s professional attitude made Kyoko Yuuki realize that she must be overthinking things. Besides, the massage was so comfortable that even she, who was usually aloof, didn’t want to ask him to stop.

“That’s good, but I do need to increase the pressure. Please bear with it, Mrs. Jiecheng.” I increased the pressure of the massage, and the smooth, gray silk of the beautiful wife’s thighs overflowed from between my fingers as I used wisps of true energy to stimulate the acupoints on her thighs.

“Hmm…” Perhaps it was because of the thin stockings, but the sensation was much stronger than when being massaged through a suit. Even though Kyoko Yuuki had mentally prepared herself for the increased intensity, she still let out a sweet moan.

“How is it, madam, is it comfortable?” Putting everything else aside, it felt very comfortable to have my hand on her gray stockinged thigh.

“Hmm…not bad…” An indescribable heat flowed from her thighs to her whole body. Kyoko Yuuki felt that this could not be described simply as comfortable; at least she had never felt such a wonderful sensation before.

“Looks like my massage skills haven’t deteriorated.” I pressed my palm along Kyoko Yuuki’s gray-stockinged thighs, and when I reached the bend of her legs, I would use my fingertips to circle around it. I pressed on the beautiful wife’s stockinged thighs for a full fifteen minutes before moving on.

Kyoko Yuuki’s gray-stockinged thighs naturally descend to her gray-stockinged calves. Unlike the fleshy thighs, her calves are relatively slender, which makes her calves look alluring. Her calves under the gray stockings look bouncy.

Not only does it look and feel the same way, but when I press my hand on it, I can feel the elasticity of the stockings on my calves. When I press my fingers down, there is a slight bounce, and the bouncy feel is excellent.

Unlike on the thighs in stockings, I used a pushing and pressing method on the calves in stockings. I pushed and pressed from the calf of the gray stocking to the ankle, and then pushed back. Without the restriction of a straight skirt, I could push and press back and forth very smoothly.

“Hoo… um…” Kyoko Yuuki gradually felt that something was wrong with her; the heat in her body seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

She, who had always presented herself as aloof and elegant, seemed to be experiencing this kind of heat for the first time, something she had never experienced before, even when she shared a bed with her husband.

However, Kyoko Yuuki had no idea that the stimulation that followed would be even greater, far exceeding her imagination. It all started when I finished massaging her stockinged calves and turned my attention to her gray-stockinged feet.

“Um…that…foot…” Kyoko Yuuki, who was trying to grit her teeth and make as few moans as possible, suddenly realized that her foot seemed to be grabbed and that hot, large hand was touching her foot.

“That’s right, next we’ll massage your feet. This is the last step. After that, today’s massage will be over.” The beautiful wife’s white, jade-like silk feet felt a little warm to the touch, probably from the warmth of her body.

“But… a foot massage seems…” Kyoko Yuuki frowned. If she could accept the massage of her thighs and calves before, the relatively private area of ​​her feet was not so easy to accept, even though the beautiful wife knew that foot massages did exist.

“Don’t worry, I’m also very good at massaging feet. I guarantee you’ll have a unique massage experience.” I lifted Kyoko Yuuki’s beautiful feet in gray stockings with my palm and gently scraped the soles of her feet with my thumb.

“Mmm…” The skin and acupoints on the feet are particularly sensitive, and just this scraping made Kyoko Yuuki unable to help but let out a beautiful moan.

Seeing this, I pressed on with my left hand to support Kyoko Yuuki’s silk-stockinged feet, and with my right hand, I pressed and released the soles of her feet in the gray stockings with my fingers. As I pressed and released, my fingertips pressed the corresponding acupoints and channeled wisps of true energy into them, stimulating the acupoints while nourishing my beautiful wife’s body.

“Mr. Jian…be gentle…I…” The acupoints on her feet brought an even greater reaction, and Kyoko Yuuki’s gray-haired toes curled up tightly, her rounded toes pressed against her soles.

“Massaging the feet requires a bit of pressure, ma’am, just bear with it, it will feel much better in a while.” I changed to using both hands together below, one hand at the junction of the stockinged ankle and the instep, and the other hand at the junction of the stockinged instep and the toes, while both thumbs massaged from above.

My left thumb mainly massaged the soles and heels of her stockinged feet, while my right thumb kneaded her rounded toes to help them relax. With my skillful massage techniques, Kyoko Yuuki quickly adapted to the rhythm of the foot massage.

So I loosened up a bit, and the rubbing of my palm against the back of my gray silk stockings increased. The subtle sounds of the rubbing against the stockings were as pleasant as ever, making me want to increase the stroking to make more rubbing sounds.

As the massage progressed, the atmosphere in the room gradually became more and more enchanting. The beautiful wife’s increasingly seductive moans and the subtle yet unmistakable rustling of her stockings were all so arousing.

Therefore, my lower body inevitably pitched a tent. At this moment, Kyoko Yuuki should not have time to notice me behind her, so there is no need to suppress it. Just suppress it when the massage is almost over.

I put down the beautiful wife’s right silk-stockinged foot and prepared to switch to her left silk-stockinged foot. When the gray silk-stockinged jade foot was placed on the pure white bed sheet, I had an urge to rub my huge penis against the slightly red sole of her silk-stockinged foot. This made me have to take a deep breath to suppress this urge.

After suppressing my impulse, I lifted up Kyoko Yuuki’s other beautiful gray-stockinged foot and massaged it thoroughly with the same technique, giving Kyoko the same wonderful stimulation from her right foot to her left foot.

Next, she held the two gray-stockinged feet together, supporting the insteps of the feet with her palms, and used her big toe to massage from the heel down to the small, rounded toes, then kneaded each toe individually.

Fine beads of fragrant sweat trickled down Kyoko Yuuki’s delicate body. The stimulation from the double foot massage coursed through every corner of her body, finally converging into a warm current that reached her lower abdomen. Could this be…?

“Mr. Jian… I… um…” Just as Kyoko Yuuki realized something was wrong and was about to stop the massage, the heat flow turned into a gushing warm liquid that gushed out of her honey hole.

Kyoko Yuuki never expected this to happen. Her body had reacted somewhat during the last massage, but it was fundamentally different from this time. This time, she actually had an orgasm, even if it was just a small one.

Before giving birth to Asuna, she had never experienced an orgasm, not even a minor one, during her sexual encounters with her husband. Therefore, this can be considered Kyoko Yuuki’s first experience with orgasm.

Previously, Kyoko Yuuki would never have believed that she could orgasm from a massage, but now her slightly trembling body, the rush of pleasure to her head, and the fluid gushing from deep within her vagina all told her: Good, you are experiencing an orgasm now.

“What’s wrong, Mrs. Yuuki?” Putting aside the lewd smell in the air, I could tell from the beautiful wife’s reaction that she had climaxed. Moreover, I was holding her beautiful feet in gray stockings in my hand, so how could I not notice the change in Yuuki Kyoko?

“No… um… nothing… um…” Kyoko Yuuki forced herself to speak. So this is what an orgasm feels like. There’s not even much room for thought. If a small orgasm is like this, then what will a real orgasm do to a person? The beautiful wife dared not and had no energy to think about this anymore.

“Then I’ll massage for a while longer, that should be enough for today.” After her orgasm, the beautiful wife’s snow-white skin flushed an alluring red, and I, unable to contain my excitement, could only quench my thirst by massaging her beautiful feet in gray stockings.

“Hmm…hmm…” Kyoko Yuuki didn’t have much capacity to think before responding, so the beautiful wife just breathed heavily and mumbled a couple of replies.

With Kyoko Yuuki preoccupied, what I did next was more like caressing than massaging. I stroked her beautiful feet in gray stockings with both hands, pinching her rounded toes and kneading her soft soles.

Finally, the beautiful wife lingered in the afterglow of her climax for quite a while. Had she never experienced it before? It was a question that was hard to ask, but some clues could be gleaned from her nearly twenty-minute ecstasy.

“That’s about enough for today, Madam.” Seeing that Kyoko Yuuki had largely recovered, I stopped what I was doing, while keeping my gun under control.

“Thank you so much for today, Mr. Ken.” Kyoko Yuuki let out a long breath. She found that her body was still a little weak, but she also felt incredibly relaxed. How long had it been since she had felt so relaxed, both physically and mentally?

“No trouble at all. Actually, I’d be quite happy to give a massage to a beauty like Mrs. Yuki.” I took a moment to calm my erection and walked from behind the beautiful wife to the front.

“I’ll just ignore what you said this time, Mr. Ken. You know, saying that to a married woman is a bit flirtatious.” Having recovered from the massage, Kyoko Yuuki returned to her usual aloof and elegant demeanor.

However, the lingering blush on Kyoko Yuuki’s face after her orgasm and her slightly languid tone added a touch of coquettish charm to her otherwise aloof beauty.

“Thank you so much, Mrs. Yuuki, even though I was just telling the truth.” I picked up the kettle on the bedside table and poured a glass of water for Kyoko Yuuki. She had sweated and had another orgasm during the massage, so she needed to replenish her fluids.

“Thank you.” Kyoko Yuuki took the water glass I handed her, and the beautiful wife tilted her snow-white neck back and drank several mouthfuls. “These words might work for young girls, but they don’t have much effect on a mother.”

“Not very effective means it still has some effect, more or less?” I actually quite agree with what Kyoko Yuuki said, so many times I not only talk about it, but also take practical actions, such as giving Kyoko Yuuki a massage.

“Mr. Jian, I think you also need to drink some water to calm down.” Kyoko Yuuki lowered her eyelids. If it were any other man, she probably would have already splashed the water in her glass at him to “calm down,” but considering how much he had helped her daughter and how comfortable the massage had been, the beautiful wife did not do anything.

“Alright.” I poured myself a glass of water and took a sip, then glanced at the beautiful wife’s straight skirt. “Mrs. Yuki, would you like me to step out for a moment and give you time to tidy yourself up?”

“Mr. Jian, your thoughtful actions are much better than your sweet words. But you don’t need to wait for me. If you have something to do, Mr. Jian, you can go ahead and do it. I’ll tidy myself up and go back.”

Kyoko Yuuki, with her eyes lowered, obviously couldn’t see me. As for what the beautiful wife said, I could understand. If it were just sweating, it would be easy to solve and wouldn’t take much time. But the beautiful wife’s current condition was obviously not something that could be solved in a short time, so she wouldn’t let me wait outside.

“In that case, I’ll arrange for a female driver to wait for you in the parking lot, Mrs. Jiecheng. By the way, should I ask the nurse to prepare some clean clothes for you, Mrs. Jiecheng? It must be uncomfortable to wear clothes that have been sweating.”

“That’s troublesome.” Kyoko Yuuki was thinking that it would be nice to have a change of clothes, but there was one thing she wasn’t sure about: whether she could have a change of underwear.

After leaving Kyoko Yuki’s ward, I found the head nurse at the hospital and asked her to prepare a set of suitable clothes and underwear.

Only when Kyoko Yuuki was left alone in the room did the beautiful wife finally breathe a sigh of relief. She hadn’t dared to move around for fear of being discovered about the unusual condition in her lower body.

Kyoko Yuuki placed the water glass on the bedside table, and then the beautiful wife leaned against the headboard. With just these few movements, she could fully feel the wetness in her private parts. In order to prevent the liquid from flowing down her legs when the nurse brought her clothes later, the beautiful wife quickly grabbed several tissues to wipe her private parts.

Reaching her hand inside her straight skirt to wipe her private parts with a tissue looked like masturbation. Kyoko Yuuki had never masturbated, but she knew what it was.

Once she thought about it, Kyoko Yuuki felt a strange sense of shame. She felt that she had probably experienced more embarrassing situations today than ever before.

It took Kyoko Yuuki about ten minutes to wipe away the spilled liquid. Just as she was flushing the toilet with the tissue, there was a knock on the door. “Hello, I’m here to deliver some clothes.”

“Thank you.” After taking the clothes from the nurse, Kyoko Yuuki immediately checked the clothes for underwear as soon as she closed the door. Upon discovering that she was prepared, the last bit of worry from the beautiful wife disappeared.

Kyoko Yuuki silently praised the hospital nurse’s competence. She wondered if the beautiful wife would still be able to praise her if she knew that it was specially ordered by the person who was massaging her.