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Chapter 1277: Yamamoto’s Elder Sister
I chuckled at her playful denial and tightened my arms around her soft, still-trembling body while we hovered.
"Let’s go. From now on, we’ll be together."
Saki immediately hid her face against my chest, voice muffled and a little sulky.
"I’m not divorced yet..."
"Don’t worry," I said, one hand still openly resting on the curve of her cum-smeared ass. "I’ll have a lawyer file the divorce case on your behalf. It’ll be handled cleanly."
She was quiet for a moment, then lifted her head slightly, a sly, calculating look crossing her flushed face.
"I remember... Yamamoto has an elder sister. Fumi. She’s divorced, no children... Do you want to...?"
Through Telepathy, her real thoughts came through clear and sharp.
[Hmph... that bitch has always been mean to me... If Jack seduces her... I’d love to see how arrogant she can be toward me after that...]
I raised an eyebrow, still holding her in the air.
"Do you have a grudge against her?"
Saki’s cheeks burned hotter at being caught. She quickly looked away and reached down, giving my still-half-hard cock a light, possessive squeeze through the open front of my pants.
"No... I don’t have a grudge on her. I just want to help my little guy here find another soft home..."
I kissed her deeply, tongue sliding against hers, then pulled back with a dark little smile.
"So why don’t you call her... and ask her to come see her sick brother?"
Saki hesitated, biting her lip.
"Will that be okay? What if Yamamoto says something... it would...?"
"Don’t worry. I’ll take care of Yamamoto."
I released a precise thread of telekinesis, sinking it deep into the unconscious man’s mind and rewriting his will. Yamamoto’s eyes snapped open. He immediately slid off the wall, dropped to his knees on the wet floor, and lowered his head.
"Yes, Master..."
Saki stared in pure shock, looking between her newly obedient husband and me.
I kept my voice calm and absolute.
"You will behave as usual, as if nothing happened. Your sister will be coming. What you need to do is pretend to be sick."
Yamamoto nodded without resistance.
"Yes, Master. As you order."
He stood, walked into the bedroom under my control, and lay down on the bed, pulling the blanket up to his chin and arranging his face into a convincingly weak, pale expression.
I turned back to Saki, who was still hovering in my arms, the watch on her wrist and my cum still slowly leaking down her thighs.
"Call her."
Saki took a breath, activated the phone, and put on a perfect performance of anxious distress. Her voice trembled with practiced fear.
"Hello... Fumi? It’s Saki... Yamamoto just fainted... I don’t know what to do... I—" She even forced a few convincing sobs. "Please... I’m so scared..."
The voice that answered on the other end was cold, sharp, and immediately laced with both anxiety and open accusation.
"What? He fainted? You—Saki, what did you do this time? How have you been taking care of my brother? I told you again and again he has high blood pressure and stress from work! Did you even check if he was eating properly? Or were you too busy with your own things to notice he was collapsing?!"
Saki kept the sobbing act going, voice small and flustered.
"I-I don’t know... he just suddenly fell... I panicked..."
Fumi’s tone grew even sharper, the worry for her brother mixing with clear contempt for her sister-in-law.
"Panicked? You’re his wife! You’re supposed to notice these things before they happen! I’ve always said you were careless... now look at the result! I’m leaving the office right now. If anything serious has happened to him because of your negligence, I swear I will call the police and have them look into how you’ve been treating him. Do you understand me, Saki?"
The call ended abruptly with a hard click.
Saki’s sweet act vanished the second the line went dead. She scowled at the phone, eyes narrowed.
"Bitch... come see how I will deal with you..."
I smiled slowly, still holding her in the air, and asked again in a low, knowing voice.
"You really don’t have a grudge against her?"
Saki’s face flushed, but this time she didn’t deny it. Her eyes narrowed with clear, vindictive heat.
"You heard her. She’s just being an arrogant bitch. I just want you to tame her."
I lowered us both back to the floor. Saki quickly cleaned herself up as best she could and changed into the fresh clothes Yamamoto had brought earlier, though my cum still slowly leaked from her well-used holes beneath the new fabric. We waited.
Thirty minutes later the doorbell rang—sharp, impatient, and repeated twice.
Saki opened the door.
Fumi strode in without waiting for an invitation. She was a stunning, mature beauty in her early forties, the classic hot milf type—full, heavy tits that strained against the buttons of her crisp white office blouse, a narrow waist that flared into wide, thick hips and a big, round ass that filled out her tight black pencil skirt with every step.
Her long legs were accentuated by black stockings and high heels. She still wore her full office suit, the jacket draped over one arm, as if she had left her desk the moment the call ended and driven straight here. Her expression was cold, anxious, and already angry as her sharp eyes swept the hallway and landed on Saki.
"Where is my brother?" she demanded, voice clipped and full of authority. "Take me to him right now."
Fumi’s sharp eyes landed on me and widened with clear surprise. For a moment, the cold, authoritative mask of the mature office beauty slipped, revealing a flicker of genuine shock as she took in my face and presence.
"Who... who are you?"
I stepped forward smoothly, extending my hand. The moment her soft, well-manicured fingers touched mine, I activated Hand of Arousal. A thick, invisible current of pure heat and carnal desire flooded straight into her body through the contact—rolling up her arm, spreading across her chest, and sinking low between her thighs like warm oil.
"I am Miss Saki’s lawyer... Jack."
Fumi was visibly taken aback, but her manners held. She accepted the handshake, her full, heavy tits rising with a slightly deeper breath inside the tight white blouse. The fabric strained just a little more as her nipples began to stiffen against the lace of her bra.
"Hello... I am Fumi, Saki’s sister-in-law."
The ability took hold instantly and ruthlessly. Through telepathy, her thoughts flared in real time, already turning sticky and confused.
[He is so handsome... and his aura... it’s so strong...]