Chapitre 109: Chapter 2 (18+)
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"Is something wrong?"
"No..."
When I tactfully explained the situation, the children—especially the teenage girls—took charge of the preparations right away. Though they're still young, seeing them growing up into fine women made me both happy and sad. Meanwhile, almost all their brothers had question marks floating over their heads, which filled me with pride yet also concern.
"Well, knowing Lord Ain, we expected him to suggest nonstop sex all day."
"That's outrageous!"
"I think that remark is even more offensive."
Of course, that crossed my mind as well.
But since this was such a rare opportunity, I simply wanted to do something different—no, fulfill my beloved wife's request properly for once. So, I brought Maria to the bath area. Not actually to bathe, but because she desired a hot and humid environment.
"Excessive exercise can often harm your body without yielding any benefits. Therefore, let's focus on improving your constitution first."
"Improving my constitution?"
"As you may have noticed, with age it becomes increasingly difficult to sweat, doesn't it?"
"Y-yes, that's true."
Despite living in a pseudo-fantasy world where hunger is virtually nonexistent, our daily lives aren't filled with luxuries either. Between physical labor in the fields, church duties, and nighttime devoted to making children, each day is busy. If weight gain persists despite all this activity, aging must be the primary culprit. Personally, I've also noticed a decline in stamina and reduced sweating recently.
"I considered taking my time to soak in a bath...but I thought we'd try approaching this from a different angle."
"And that's why you're dressed like that?"
"Yes, it makes movement much easier."
Now Maria and I were about to do some exercises together. And when doing exercise, there's only one appropriate outfit: gym clothes.
That is,
Bloomers.
I suppose they could be called erotic bloomers, designed to fit snugly around Maria's enormous—enormous!—ass, hugging her obscenely meaty pussy so prominently even through the fabric, making me want to tease how many people could fit under the impressive tent of her breasts straining against her top.
"First, let's drink plenty of water. We'll be sweating quite a bit today, after all. In fact, make sure you hydrate until you think you might have gone overboard."
Incidentally, I'm wearing gym clothes to match her, but instead of bloomers, I opted for long pants. Still, even imagining myself as a middle-aged man dressed like this is enough to make me queasy, so let's just leave it at that.
"So what kind of exercise will we be doing?"
"Just some simple calisthenics, nothing too strenuous."
"Are you sure that'll be enough?"
"Well, it can't hurt to try!"
After hydrating thoroughly, we each began our exercises on our respective mats. The important thing here was not to stare at Maria too much. After all, appearances were crucial—I needed to look fully committed to my dieting efforts.
Or so I thought...
"This...is..."
"Harder than...I imagined..."
In barely twenty minutes, both Maria and I were drenched in sweat.
In my previous life, I always doubted the effectiveness of hot yoga whenever I saw ads for it on trains, but I never imagined it would work this well. I underestimated just how healthy and fit one could become in this world.
I figured that since I was already over forty with some extra flab creeping onto my body, all I'd be able to manage at best was some half-hearted dieting. We hydrated repeatedly throughout our workout. The more we sweated, the thirstier we got, and the more water we drank, the sweatier we became. Before long, we were both drenched as if caught in a storm.
"This... This seems like it might actually help me lose weight, nngh!"
"Yes... It looks like we'll get quite healthy this way."
Maria's sweaty form had a certain luster.
Her beautiful hair clung damply to her cheeks, her lips turned red and slightly parted, her breath came out in slow gasps, and most notably, her underwear showed through her clothing.
Setting aside the vivid navy blue bloomers for now, there was no helping that her plain white clothes would become transparent once soaked with sweat. Since we were here to exercise, she wasn't wearing any particularly erotic lingerie meant more for decoration. And precisely because it was just ordinary, unattractive underwear, its transparency had an even greater effect.
From the beads of sweat trickling down her clinging skin to the contents of her water bottle being greedily drained away, every movement she made seemed utterly sensual.
"Well, overdoing it can be harmful, too. Let's finish up with some stretching."
"Okay!"
Perhaps she could see how much progress I'd made and was delighted by it. Despite flaunting this tantalizing display, my wife wore her usual cheerful smile without flipping her Erotic Switch, which only made her seem all the cuter. More than anything...it got me aroused.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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