"Haaah..."
I lay down on the bed, still feeling the lingering afterglow. Having sex with Mao-san was incredible. But at the same time, I felt guilty. After all, she belonged to her husband...
"...Is she not back yet?"
Mao-san hadn't returned from the bathroom. If she was just washing off sweat, she should have been done by now. Maybe I should check on her.
The sound of running water came from the bathroom. I cracked the door open slightly to peek inside. Mao-san was sitting in the tub with her knees drawn up, letting the shower run over her. She had one hand covering her mouth while her shoulders trembled slightly. What was wrong?
"Ugh... uuugh... ugh..."
She was crying. Under the shower stream, Mao-san was silently sobbing while trying to suppress her voice. A mature man would probably pretend not to notice in this situation, but I couldn't do that.
"Are... you okay?"
Noticing me, Mao-san turned her back and turned off the shower.
"I'm... fine. I'll be out soon, please wait."
Despite her tearful state, she spoke in a composed voice.
I sat on the bed and waited quietly, desperately trying to figure out why Mao-san had been crying. After a while, she emerged wearing a bathrobe. Though she had stopped crying, her eyes were red and swollen.
"I'm sorry for making you wait."
"No, it's fine... More importantly, I'm sorry!"
I bowed deeply, pressing my hands against the floor. No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't understand why Mao-san had been crying. But I was sure I must have hurt her somehow.
"Why are you apologizing, Chifumi-san? You haven't done anything wrong..."
"But... you were crying, so I thought I must have hurt you..."
Mao-san stood silently for a moment before speaking softly.
"...You're... a very kind person. Truly."
"This is still wrong! You have a husband, and yet you're doing this with me..."
A lonely expression crossed Mao-san's face. I had no idea what to do in this situation. Ohno-san had once said, "No one in this arrangement ends up unhappy," so why was Mao-san crying?
"Chifumi-san... Could you listen to me for a bit?"
Saying this, Mao-san sat on the opposite side of the bed, keeping her back to me as she began to speak.
"I was born into a political family. My father, brother, and uncle are all members of the Diet. My husband, Koji-san, was my father's secretary—awkward but incredibly sincere and responsible..."
Mao-san sniffled once, perhaps thinking of her husband.
"I was drawn to Koji-san's character and married him right after graduating from university. At first, my father and brother blessed our marriage, intending for Koji-san to inherit my uncle's political base since he had no successor. But..."
Mao-san's voice faltered. She seemed to need a moment to steady herself before continuing.
"After three years of marriage, we still hadn't conceived. After many tests, we learned that Koji-san was born unable to have children."
Koji-san had a congenital condition called azoospermia. My chest ached imagining how he must have felt. What kind of pervert was Ohno-san? (That damn woman.)
"Angered, my father and brother pressured me to divorce Koji-san and remarry."
"That's... That's too cruel."
"Politicians are supported by many people's power and expectations. So, to meet those expectations, they sometimes force harsh decisions on their own family."
"Even so... What did Koji-san say?"
"He tried to step aside. He said he wasn't fit to be my husband. But I couldn't accept that."
"Couldn't you... have just run away together?"
"My mother-in-law has been ill for a long time. I could never ask him to abandon her."
What a hopeless situation. They couldn't even escape.
"Then, my father made me a proposal."
"...Don't tell me—"
"Yes. To become a genius gene recipient and have a child. Koji-san would inherit my uncle's political base, and my child would succeed him afterward. That was the agreement three years ago."
"But this arrangement isn't what you truly wanted, is it?"
After a brief pause, Mao-san spoke slowly but firmly.
"No. It was 100% my decision. I wanted a child. I would have preferred Koji-san's, but that was impossible. He told me that any child I bore would be his, and we would raise it together. So both of us accepted this fully. It was the best path where we lost nothing."
"But earlier... you were crying."
"...That was... because it was my first time doing this with another man besides my husband. I was just a little shaken. So, Chifumi-san, you did nothing wrong."
Thinking about their resolve and pain made my chest tighten. Before I knew it, tears were streaming down my face.
"...Why are you crying, Chifumi-san?"
"Thinking about you and Koji-san... it makes me sad. I just wish there was something I could do..."
"You really are so kind..."
Mao-san hugged me tightly from behind. Her ample curves pressed against my back, her warmth seeping into me.
Why? Even though I felt so sad, why was my d*ck getting hard? ...Was this the so-called "depression boner"?
"I'm so glad it was you who became our donor."
As she spoke, Mao-san reached around and gently stroked my erect member.
"For me and Koji-san... could you give me this one more time?"
Mao-san lay back on the bed, spreading her legs wide to expose her most intimate place.
Alright, let's do it! For Mao-san and Koji-san, I'll make sure to get her pregnant!