"Sigh...I guess this is what happens when you have such a perverted wife...You have to make sure to keep on pounding her every once in a while or else her body will start acting up like it's doing now."
Kafka said as his face slowly emerged out of Nina's twin mountains. He had an exhausted look on his face, like he was really reluctant to pull himself from her twin peaks; he was smothering himself.
"...Honestly, it's more tiring to maintain a wife who's as horny as a cat in heat, then one that spends your entire monthly savings in a single clothing spree."
Kafka said, like a deadbeat husband who had gone through plenty of divorces, while rubbing his nose against her nipples to see just how hard they were.
"If you find me so exhausting to be with, Kafka, then you can leave me for someone else!" Nina went along with Kafka's play and acted like a wife who had been wronged, finding the whole performance they were putting on to be really entertaining. "There's no need for you to be staying with me if there's nothing that interests you here, since no one here is holding you back from doing so!"
"Now, why in the world would I do something like that?" Kafka said as he grabbed onto Nina's plump milkers and lifted them up until they were right near his face.
He then looked at Nina, who was struggling to hold back her moans from the rough manner in which he was handling her tits, and said, "If I were to leave you, Nina, where exactly am I going to find a girl like you who has such amazing tits that are the best stress reliever that any man can ask for?"
"...Tell me, Nina. Where am I going to go get a handful of breasts in my hand whenever I want to, if I were to leave you?"
Kafka demanded Nina give her an answer while he pinched onto her nipples so hard that they flattened to the thickness of a fleshy leaf.
"Nnnn!♡~...Y-You can go to Camila, Kafka!~...Ahnn!♡~" Nina whimpered out as she felt her once stiff-as-diamond nipples turn into purple pancakes under Kafka's rugged hands. "Y-You can go to that temptress, Camila who has even bigger breasts than me!~ I'm pretty sure you'll have a much better time with her than me!~...Ahhh!♡~"
"But what if I said that I only want you, Nina?"
Kafka asked in a tone like he was making a demand that must be fulfilled while looking right into Nina's pretty eyes.
"What if I said that I only want your big old fat green tiities in my life and not anyone else's?...What will you do then?"
"Then, I'll be the obedient wife I should be and let you play with your favourite breasts however much you want and whenever you want, Kafka."
Kafka knew that this world was strangely open-minded to polygamy due to the traditions that stemmed from the start of humankind in this world. But for a woman to actually accept polygamy is something that was hardly ever seen in the current age.
To make it simpler to understand, let's take what a woman would want in a man in the olden ages or the conditions she wanted for her to be able to accept being part of a harem.
She would want a man who could provide her with all three meals a day, give her necessary shelter, basic protection, and little respect that came with being part of a powerful man's harem.
She wouldn't want anything like her husband's true love or his affection, as back in the day, when wars and famine were common, being able to have a single meal a day was more than enough for most women.
But now the circumstances of the world had changed, where women didn't need to be dependent on men to survive and didn't have to sacrifice their dignity and happiness for their livelihood.
Now the thing that could possibly tempt them into joining a harem was if they were convinced that the partner they have chosen could provide them with more happiness than any other man in the world could give, even if that man had several other partners with them.
Basically only the cream of the top of men in this world could willingly make the prideful women of this world join his harem, as years of constant prejudice made them not want to settle for any less.
Of course there were some women who didn't mind being one of several partners of a man with great wealth and power, just for the benefits that came with it.
But they were commonly looked down upon by the women of this world who held pride in the little dignity they were left with, and the man who tempted them with his riches was only despised and never treated with respect, no matter how powerful he may be.
Of course, Nina and Camila wouldn't be cast away by the rest of the ladies in the world, if they were to join Kafka's family.
Rather everyone would be jealous of them for being able to snag a man who could make several prideful women fall for him just by being himself, which was the ideal type of man everyone wanted in life.
This was also why Camila didn't dislike the idea of polygamy at all and even recommended it to Kafka, as it would be the same as telling the world, 'Just look at how capable my man is. He can steal a bunch of ladies hearts when he's just in highschool...Can your man do something like that?', which would also increase Kafka's prestige in society and his family's as well along with it.
There were a bunch of other intricacies when it came to polygamy in this world, but that was the overall gist of it. And to see Nina openly accepting the thought of Kafka having other women in his life showed just how much she trusted that he would bring her the greatest happiness in life, which was the greatest honour any man could receive in this world.
Kafka also couldn't help but chuckle at this thought, as having multiple partners back on Earth would make every woman out there want to spit on his face.
But here in this world, the woman couldn't help but admire such a person who has the capability to hold a harem of noble women all by himself, and they would wish they too were women he had eyes on to see just exactly how gentlemanly of a person he was to make so many women fall for him.