Chapter 25 - Reunited

I really should have learned my lesson from that. The knowledge I’d likely never see Sakura again still stung hard. Hell, the moral of ‘don’t cheat on your wife while she’s in the same building as you’ shouldn’t need a lesson at all come to think of it. Yet, here I was. 

In my defense, it’d been a while since I saw Ino.

Plus the way she waggled her eyebrows before slipping in here was just hypnotizing. Also, she was plain-faced, that was a look I didn’t get often, and I’d never had shower sex with her!

I was just making excuses.

Hinata was likely in the water with Boruto already, with Sai too for that matter, as if I had to worry about that. Then here we were, giggling like dumb kids as we slipped into one of the stalls together. Immediately she pulled my mouth to hers, silencing the laughter as we were both absorbed by the kiss. The water did a piss poor job covering up the sound of our smacking lips.

I continued hungrily kissing her until she yanked her head back.

“Come on we have to be quick,” she insisted, turning around and fumbling through her little bag. The fact that her ass was perfectly level with my erect cock seemed a little too convenient to be a coincidence. I took it as an invitation. “GAH! Naruto!” she hissed as I stuffed myself into her, one finely manicured hand flying up to brace on the wall.

A big stupid grin and my slight rocking was the only answer she received. With a huff she stood upright carefully, beginning the process of shampooing her hair and selfishly ignoring the penis inside her body. Not liking that, a hand came around to tickle her where I could. 

My cock throbbed as she sucked in a hard breath. 

The other hand came up to squeeze those magnificent breasts while my mouth occupied itself on her neck. She really did have just…supernaturally soft skin. It was like her whole body was a pillow almost, just built for sex. She could have been some kind of professional, a top-shelf escort. Idly I wondered if she’d take that as a compliment. The word succubus popped into my mind, but that was used just a little too often with my wife to feel right here. 

“Are you a goddess? Like an avatar of fertility, womanhood, and all that shit?” I asked, as if it was a genuine question, squeezing her heavenly breasts as I did. “Your so soft, and smooth and perfect,” I punctuated with a few kisses on the nape of her neck. She laughed, and I think I saw just a speck of red on her cheek. My pride as a man soared at that.

“Your such a fucking dork,” she replied dryly. Then her hips started bucking lightly. “So are you going to just sit there all day? The goddess wants her dicking!” she demanded, tone playful. “And we really do have to be quick, you should wash too,” 

I gave a little huff at that but took the offered shampoo bottle. 

There was something to be said about doing such a simple, monotonous task while a gorgeous girl rutted on my cock. She bent over, placing her hands on the wall to help her reach the aggressive pace. Her wonderful soft bum squished against me with every thrust, hopping off just a few inches before slamming back down. 
Despite this, her moans were quiet, almost like she was getting a massage; I suppose the warm water cascading us did feel nice. It looked nice too. Those streams of water running across and dripping down off her magnificent body. Fuck I loved shower sex. 

“Oooh, your lucky you have such a fat cock you know that? Keep your pace exactly like that,” she piped up, still staring at the wall with her eyes closed. “So lucky….” she muttered, biting her lip in the most erotic way. Thankfully my hair was clean and I was free to lean over her and wrap my arms back around that wonderful body. 

Her breathing went sharp once more.

“I’m close,” she said, with as little emotion as she could muster.

I began kissing he neck.

“Me too,” a groan. “I’m gonna cum inside you,” I growled into her ear, receiving a short pur in response.

“Yeah you are. Your goddess wants her creampie! Right… NOW!” she called out, clenching to keep some semblance of quiet.  Three more thrusts and I followed her, dumping a huge load in that divine snatch!

By the time I sucked in a deep breath she pulled herself free, stealing my smile. I felt like I’d done a damn good job here, she wasn’t even going to let me rest inside her for a few minutes? She gave a breathless laugh when our eyes met but otherwise ignored me, focused on cleaning up the worst of the mess we’d made on her magnificent body. 

She still hadn’t acknowledged the big question. 

The reason I hadn’t seen her in over half a year. 

I cleared my throat.

“Hey uh, speaking of…” I began. She gave me a sidelong glance, but didn’t reply, or stop her work. “Is Inoichi Sai’s kid or… you know…” I asked, trying to sound casual. Judging from the smug look she gave me standing upright, I’d failed.

“Hmm, I wonder?” she replied, leaning forward and giving me a long kiss on the mouth. “I’m gonna slip out now, give it a few minutes before you follow me, okay,” she sang out, strutting out of the stall without further comment. 

I tried to grumble about the non-answer, and the order, as my real shower began. 

It was hard to be upset now, for obvious reasons.

Everything felt good.

A quick scrub down and I was out in the pool area with my companions. Me and Sai weren’t the closest two people on the planet, but we’d shared a drink and shot the shit before. The best part of our friendship was the gorgeous platinum blonde next to him. That minx currently smiling innocently with a load of my seed in her.
Hinata was so distracted cooing over the baby in her arms that she didn’t notice my little eye fuck. It was a stark contrast between the two, the dark purple one-piece draped over my wife and the bits of pale yellow string Ino had elected to wear. At least it’d probably be brushed off if I was caught staring at the scantily clad woman. 

I don’t know how the hell she looked exactly the same after giving birth so recently, but wrote it off as some kind of minor miracle. Suddenly, it was obvious that we’d have to sneak into a stall together again when we left. Judging by the glint in her eyes she realized it too. That would be later though. 

For the moment, I focused on entertaining my wife and my adorable little son, or possibly sons. They found endless delight in kicking water, submerging under the surface, watching the thousand other people and their children pass about.

It was a great day. 
 
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