142 I Think There Was Some Fishy Stuff Going On

Is this what people get excited about?

I mean, I've heard of the legendary foot fetish that some people have but this sensation is… odd?

The different ways she jacked me off was indeed very interesting but to describe the situation most appropriately, I would need to have a good comparison.

To sum it up - it was basically a weird handjob but with problems.

New texture, that was quite nice.

Innovative movement, that's interesting.

But the unsteady movement of Ruri's feet that seemed slow at some times and the poor attempts at teasing me just think of trying to masturbate with your non-dominant hand.

The previous reason was why I lost interest in this and if I wanted to ejaculate, I would need to grasp her soles and move it myself as they were too slow but Ruri had other plans.

She wanted to end this with partners enjoying this at the end of the day and finally released my handcuffs.

Yay, I'm free!

Although we both deviated from the original script, I think we both learnt a little about each other.

I'm still trying to avoid my trauma and Ruri is extremely kinky, I feel that last part should've been noted a long time ago.

Either way, to finally end this tiresome session with a bang, we got into the missionary position, and even with the lube, I could tell that Ruri was holding herself back from the wetness of her lower lips.

Aiii~ this was such a great time, we soon both arrived to nearly the point of climaxing due to the buildup of foreplay on my end and Ruri enduring her lust.

Her voice started to yearn to have an orgasm and I followed up by increasing my pace.

Everything sounded like a great time until: "Hey Ruri - WTF."

The door was temporarily opened before being slammed shut, that slightly frightened me but as a professional, the job must first be done and Ruri had gotten what she desired.

White liquid soon poured out from her which should be a triumphant thing to see and she moaned a little more loudly than I thought but there was one thing on my mind.

Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, WHAT THE FUCK AM I GOING TO DO.

….

You see, it doesn't matter to me about whether someone sees me despite the embarrassment but it matters more about the privacy of my customer.

Whether she decides to brag about it and hopefully bring more customers or hide it, that is up to them.

Ruri had intended that I was just a friend with a weird hobby rather than introducing me as a person who provided her 'services' which already showed her position on the matter by avoiding my identity.

So, what to do now?

My partner was too busy immersed in pleasure to notice the problem while I just felt tired from the emotional roller coaster.

I saw that she still had a bucket load of items she had yet to use such as that candle but I did feel a sense of joy for avoiding that object.

With the remaining time I had, there wasn't much I could do about that person who walked in on us which left me to just clean up the area.

The bed sheets and pillows were fine on their own but these weird kinky objects had to be placed in Ruri's closet or something.

Once that was finished, I just joined Ruri by sleeping next to her.

I couldn't do much besides wait for what she wants to do.

….

"Arrggghh, how long have we been sleeping for?" The yawn equivalent to a beast reached my ear.

This Ruri seemed a lot more normal compared to the sincere one.

Dragging my tired body to the bed stand and going through the butler clothing, I finally found my phone.

"Roughly 6:30, what do you wanna do?"

"Hmmm, 6:30? I guess I'll start working on my project."

There was a little bit of concern on the fact that she didn't mention anything about the person who walked in on us but I guess she was probably thinking of something to do.

I just laze around in bed and played with my phone, texting my sister that I should be home by 9:00 while Ruri was typing up a storm on her laptop and took her phone out once in a while.

My curiosity was piqued and I dragged myself to stand behind her chair.

The images on her phones… were interesting.

One of them was the box full of kinky items and when she swiped to the next image, it was me tied up.

Hmmm, I still look pretty good in that getup.

No, I mean, this humiliating photo shouldn't exist.

Those were surprisingly the least of my worries and all the questionable lines I had to say were much kinder to me compared to past lines.

But my main concern was what to do.

When I asked Ruri, she gave the reply that solved the problem "I don't know."

She shrugged it off without any care and further explained that when the time comes to a confrontation, they would make up a lie on the spot.

Hopefully it would work like that but I'm pretty sure the person who walked in on us was probably Jessica.

She was the one who would say letters out in the open instead of the saying the phrase.

*Knock**Knock*

"We ordered pizza."

Erica entered the room and saw Ruri typing on her computer while I was resting my arms atop her chair, once she saw that we both heard what she said did she leave.

What was the point of knocking?

We were both going to go to the kitchen and realized that Jessica was probably going to ask us what pizza we wanted but she saw something she wasn't supposed to and left but Erica soon returned with a spray can.

"The room smelt a little fishy. Here you go."