Some More 'Work'

Duchess PoV

Standing near the fire, I bit my lip as I felt my loins grow hotter and hotter, both from the fireplace and from the arousal permeating my body, my recent return to masturbation making me far hornier than ever before...

"There's the small, yet popular children's store - the one we were just talking about - the clothing store, the second clothing store, the cafe, the clinic... I have quite a few places we'll need to visit during the festival, Astra. We can pick the ones to visit on the first day, and leave the rest for the second day? Ah, and yes, if you decide to come with me for work, I have two separate things that need to be done; something on the first, something on the second. Still interested?"

Lifting my tea kettle from the fireplace, I poured myself some more as I waited for an answer, my heart pounding inside my abundant chest as I looked back towards Astra, who was hard at work with the other papers.

"Of course, Duchess. I'll have my family come with me on the third day; and they'll likely go in on their own the first and second days to take a look around. What work needs to be done?"

Being reminded that this violet haired curvaceous woman was a mother and a wife made me purse my lips, my heart experiencing a twinge of unease as I imagined the people she got to go home to; lovers and children who occupied her heart already, which made me wonder...

Did she have space for another?

Or was her heart already occupied to its limits with serious relationships?

I had heard that a violet haired woman had caused a ruckus inside the city a few days ago - and violet was a rare hair color in general, let alone one that everyone agreed was 'sexy' - by stirring up the lust of an entire alleyway.

An orgy broke out in that alleyway, and that was an issue with public morals and other issues as well, since some of those people claimed they were drugged, but... a diagnosis proved that to be wrong, so those cases were thrown out instantly.

So maybe she was alright with carnal relationships?

Someone to make love to, but hold only in her arms for the duration of those heated, passionate minutes or hours..?

Frowning, I took a sip from my tea and returned to my work, doing some more number crunching besides the target of my affections for quite a while, the only discussion being about what was on the papers and nothing else.

No personal discussion, no off topic discussion... it should have been awkward, and yet the silence was comfortable as we worked and worked, before eventually stopping as the sun began to set.

Sending her off, I let out a sigh as I returned to my empty home, looking around at the various items and comforts that had once seemed so soft and comforting to me, but now felt bland...

I couldn't help but wonder what the difference was like between my house and hers; how much more lively was her family, how warm was it to be in a home and not a house?

To be able to be hugged by children, hugged by someone you loved...

Before falling into bed together, your lips locked in passionate union as you began to make love to one another..?

How wonderful must that be for her?

My dress slid from my body and hit the floor as I made my way upstairs, my bare skin caressed by only the cool air as I stood there, wondering and wondering about things that simply weren't mine...

Letting out a sigh, I reached for the toy on my nightstand, grabbing the all too familiar cylindrical object and stroking its smooth surface, imagining that it was the real deal as I brought it to my lips.

It had been so long since I had last had sex, and yet my body remembered that craving and that heat perfectly as I began to suck on the cylinder, imagining that it was attached to that violet haired woman.

A veiled head looking down at me as she panted adorably, stroking my cheeks and sliding her cock between my lips as I pleasured her, wanting to drink down her sperm like the nectar it most certainly was.

Even though I knew she was a pure woman, the thought of her using this toy on me made me hornier than ever, and I began to roughly paw at my breasts, pinching and tugging on my nipples as I sucked eagerly on my toy, lubricating it up for what was to come - even though my pussy was absolutely dripping from my imagination.

Thoughts of her pale flesh slick with sweat as she leaned over me made me shiver, before I pulled the toy from my lips and moaned her name out loud, sliding it down towards my cunt and pressing it against my needy pussy lips, waiting to swallow it down.

Would she tease me and rub this thick, solid cock atop my pussy before sliding it in, or would she be rough and passionate and start fucking me regardless of my status?

Why did the thought of either make me so wet as I rubbed the toy over my cunt, before it suddenly slipped in as my lower lips gave way, too wet and too needy to withstand this teasing, causing me to moan again as I was suddenly stuffed with a nice girth.

It had been so long since I had the real thing, but my body still remembered the joys of something hard and thick filling me to the brim, causing my womb to throb as it demanded sperm to drink; something that made my heart cool for a moment, before I moaned again as the toy brushed against my cervix, drawing a gasp out of me as I began to thrust it harder and harder into my pussy.

Each thrust was accompanied by one, singular word that I moaned over and over again...

"Astra~!"