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He turned his attention back to the breakfast he was making, knowing that his wife and her lover would be hungry.
The morning sun was shining brightly through the open window, casting a golden light into the living room. Genji entered the room, and his eyes fell upon his wife and his son. They were completely naked, cuddled together on the couch, and enjoying their passionate embrace. He could see the cum dripping from Ayaka's pussy onto the couch and floor, and it made him feel even more ashamed.
Genji felt a deep humiliation in his heart, but at the same time, he felt a strange happiness for his wife. She looked so beautiful and content in Takashi's arms. Ayaka noticed Genji standing there and slowly pulled away from Takashi. She wanted to humiliate Genji as much as she could.
She gave him a wicked smile, motioned for him to come closer, and said, "Genji. Did you bring us breakfast?"
Genji shifted awkwardly, feeling embarrassed and aroused at the same time. He held out the tray of breakfast and said, "Yes, I did. I hope you like it."
Ayaka laughed and said, "Oh! How sweet of you, Genji. I'm sure it's delicious. But I am not sure it tastes as good as this."
She reached down and used her fingers to scoop out some of the cum that had been dripping out of her pussy and put it in her mouth, her eyes never leaving Genji's.
"Mmm, this is delicious."
His face flushed red as he watched her, feeling embarrassed, aroused, and humiliated all at the same time.
Genji felt his face turning red, and he looked away, unable to meet Ayaka's gaze. She giggled and then grabbed Takashi's semi-erect cock, sucking it hungrily.
"See, this is what a real man looks like." "Not like your tiny little cock."
Genji felt a pang of jealousy, felt the humiliation and arousal washing over him, and he looked away, focusing on the food he had brought.
"Now, Genji," Ayaka said, her voice taking on a commanding tone. "I want you to clean up this mess while Takashi and I eat breakfast, and make sure you do a good job." She pointed at the cum on the couch and floor.
Genji nodded and began to do as he was told, collecting the cum off the floor and couch using a sponge and disposing of it in the trash. As he worked, he could hear Ayaka and Takashi talking and laughing, enjoying the breakfast he had prepared for them. He felt a strange mixture of emotions as he worked, feeling humiliated yet oddly aroused by the situation.
Genji returned to the room after throwing out the trash and looked at Ayaka. At this point, they had finished eating breakfast, and both of them were still naked. Takashi was sitting at the edge of the couch, and Ayaka, his wife, was straddled atop of him. Takashi had his hands all over Ayaka's body, caressing her curves and exploring her most intimate places.
Genji could feel the heat rising in his chest. He wanted to take Takashi's place; he felt incredibly turned on. He felt a wave of jealousy course through him.
Takashi noticed Genji and smirked, as if to say, "I know you want her, but you can't have her." He continued to push his hands deeper into Ayaka's body. Genji was transfixed and aroused, but he was also filled with shame. He wanted to turn away, to leave the room and go masturbating in the toilet, but he could not move.
"Genji, did I give you permission to look at Ayaka's body?" he asked.
Genji was terrified. He could not look Takashi in the eyes. He stammered, "I-I'sorry. . I didn't mean to look. Please forgive me."
Ayaka suddenly burst into a fit of laughter. "Oh, Genji, you're such a coward! You can't even look at your own wife? That's pathetic!" She continued to laugh.
"Well, then. Do you deserve to be punished for what you did?" Takashi looked at Genji with a stern expression.
"Yes...I do." Genji had to force the words out, feeling even more embarrassed.
"Then, tell us why you deserve punishment." He asked with a smile, and he waited for Genji to answer, but he remained silent.
"Come on, Genji. You know why you're being punished, don't you? You were looking at me when I was naked and on Takashi's lap. That's inappropriate behavior, and you know it." She spoke, her voice soft but mischievous.
"You need my permission to look at your wife's beautiful body." Takashi caressed Ayaka's body.
"I am sorry for looking at my wife without your permission." Genji's face contorted into a mixture of shame and humiliation.
"What do you think would be an appropriate punishment for Genji?" asked Takashi
"How about making him do all the work in the household, not just laundry and morning breakfast? That way, he'll not even have enough time to take a peek at me."
Takashi showed a cruel smile. "That sounds good; I will even give you permission to go upstairs for cleaning purposes. Genji, do you agree to this punishment?"
"Yes, I do. I'm sorry, and I'll do whatever you say." Genji spoke with a barely audible sound.
"Good. Now, you need to thank us for punishing you." Ayaka added to his shame.
"Thank you for punishing me. I'm sorry for what I did, and I'll make sure to never do it again." Genji said, with tears almost dripping from his eyes.
"One more thing, Genji, from now on, you will refer to me as 'sir' and Ayaka as 'mam'. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir. I understand."
Takashi and Ayaka both nodded, satisfied with their decision.
Genji bowed his head and said, "Thank you for punishing me."
Genji picked up the plates from the table and quickly ran away to do the dishes.
Takashi also stood up and headed upstairs to get dressed. Ayaka followed behind him. Takashi got dressed and spoke, "I am going out. I will be back in the evening."
"Do you need to go to school today?" Ayaka, who was lying on the bed naked, questioned in a seductive voice.
"I am not going to school; I need to be somewhere else."