Naga was obliged to attend Nagaba Mari's wedding. The groom was the only son of a well-off small business owner, whose small company, where Naga had accumulated work experience, was located on the 12th floor of the same office building. The two met through a matchmaking event, and the proactive Mari quickly won over her current husband, who had almost no experience as a woman, by taking the initiative.
When Mari resigned, she had already gained a lot of weight, and at the wedding, it was clear that Kaga was about to become a mother.
Looking at the pure white wedding dress, with Miku sitting beside her, Naga couldn't help but recall the lovemaking in her dream.
With her meticulous makeup, Miku exuded a charming allure completely different from her image at the company, becoming the focus of attention at the wedding that could easily arouse the bride's jealousy.
Naga already had the idea of dating Miku, but when it came to actually starting, he didn't know how to bring it up. Confess? What if it was just wishful thinking on his part? The shadow of being rejected many times in the past reopened the wounds in his heart, and the flying friend cards were enough to bury his budding initiative.
Reiko Maeda attended as a bridesmaid. She is said to be in a relationship and looks even more beautiful. With a confident smile, her round cheeks have a radiance that is no less than that of a slender beauty.
Because it was a Western-style wedding, Reiko wore a white jumpsuit that perfectly matched her wedding dress, revealing her smooth, rounded calves beneath the tulle skirt. Thinking back to just now, when she had been caressing those firm, fleshy legs, Naga felt a strange sense of satisfaction.
Just over twenty minutes ago, he and Reiko had a quick sexual encounter in a hotel room upstairs. Reiko, who had been complaining about her boyfriend's conservative and dull nature, showed intense passion. She couldn't even wait to enter the room; as soon as she closed the door, she put her hands on the wall and stuck her plump buttocks out.
The two walked from the entrance hall in their intercourse position to the bedside, and then from the bedside, they continued their wet piston-like movements to the windowsill. Reiko cried out wildly, reaching climax until tears streamed down her face.
When he ejaculated, Naga felt the tender flesh around him tightly gripping the base of his penis, like a child sucking on a nipple, almost sucking all his pre-ejaculate.
"Actually, I'm in my fertile period today," Reiko said casually as she straightened her clothes.
"Huh?" Naga looked up at her in surprise. She was carefully putting a tissue under her underwear and then putting it on to stop the white discharge from flowing out.
"Don't worry, if it really happens, I'll marry him. Just like Mari did."
"Mari?" Naga, who understood the meaning behind her words, was even more surprised.
"Yes, that poor honest man, he cried tears of joy when he heard he was pregnant. I really wanted to remind him. That's a child Mari got pregnant from while she was out fooling around. If he really wanted to find the father, he probably wouldn't even know who to turn to." Reiko straightened her dress, turned around in front of the mirror, and said with a smile, "So I'm actually quite lucky. If I were to get pregnant, it could only be you."
"Okay, I was just kidding. It's not that easy to have a child." Reiko kissed Naga on the cheek, then laughed and pulled his arm. "Let's go downstairs quickly, or people will get suspicious. I'll wait a few minutes before going down."
Before leaving, Naga cautiously asked, "Reiko, are you really going to marry that man?"
Reiko blinked and smiled. "Will you marry me?"
Naga paused for a moment, and before he could answer, Reiko giggled, a smile that had never appeared on her face before she had a physical relationship with Naga. "I want to marry him. He can give me the life I want, and..." She paused, the curve of her lips becoming peaceful and warm, "I like the happiness that I deserve."
Is she worthy of happiness...? Thinking of Reiko's words, Naga couldn't help but turn to look at Miku, who was gazing enviously at the bride's dress.
He knew how beautiful and holy, playful and cute, Miku would look in a wedding dress.
"Hey, hey, just enjoy watching other people's wedding." Miku noticed Naga's gaze and pinched him under the table, a little embarrassed. "Why are you staring at me like that? It's annoying."
"I was wondering what you would look like in a wedding dress." Naga smiled and turned to look at the newlyweds.
"What could it be? It's not like it'll grow an extra nose." Miku muttered softly, in a voice only Naga could hear.
For someone who already knew Miku very well, understanding the meaning behind that tone was quite easy.
She was shy. And, she was very happy.