"You know, I was thinking about something…." Sarah, a MILF, muttered half-heartedly as she drew circles on Victor's naked chest.
"Oh?" Victor raised an eyebrow, his eyes staring at Sarah's body pressing against his bare chest. He could feel her soft breasts pressing against him, her erect nipples grazing against his.
His two hands slid down her waist, grabbing her two luscious meat buns. His fingers were slowly massaging them when a sudden pinch on her ass overwhelmed his mind ... and so he did.
"HISS!" Sarah hissed in pain while she turned to face Victor, glaring at him with a pout.
Meanwhile, a smirk bloomed on Victor's lips, watching her cute face. "So, what are you thinking?"
"Hmph! I'm not telling you!" She snorted as she buried her face in his chest and began nibbling on it, causing Victor to chuckle.
"Come on, tell me." Victor beckoned, but to no avail. He then shook his head with a smile before resuming to massage her ass.
After a few moments, Sarah's eyes glinted as she got an idea. 'Hmph! You are not the only one who can tease people!'
She then suddenly rose from his chest and sat on top of his waist, his massive erect rod squished under her bare pussy.
Victor stopped as he stared at his lover, waiting to see what she would do next.
But unexpectedly, Sarah smirked at him and slowly began to grind her pussy against his member, causing him to groan in pleasure.
"Apologize to me, and I might not stop~" she mumbled before she increased the pace slightly, while her smirk widened.
"Ugh~I apologize!" Victor's response was instant; the feeling of her juicy pussy sliding against his cock sent shivers down his spine. He didn't want it to end.
She was surprised by his fast reply, but still, she stopped. Causing Victor to frown, but before he could voice out his frustrations, Sarah raised herself on her knees before grabbing his cock and sat on it, piercing herself.
"Aaahhnn~"
Sarah moaned loudly as her eyes rolled out in pleasure; his thick member always reached the deepest parts of her vagina, and she always loved being connected to him.
But she didn't continue; she didn't rock her hips. Instead, she leaned forward, hugging Victor, and buried her face in his shoulders. "...I was thinking about leaving this country with you." She mumbled.
Victor didn't react, waiting for her to continue. "I'm done with my husband. He doesn't love me nor really see me as a human either. And for my children…they hate me and see me as a whore."
Victor could feel the tears falling down on his shoulders. He wrapped his hands around her waist, slowly rubbing her back. "I'm here for you," he whispered.
"...I know. I was waiting for my children to settle. After all, even if they hate me, I'm still their mother."
Victor knew Sarah loved her children, even if they hated her. And they were the reason why she even married her current husband, so that they could have a roof over their head.
"But now, they have settled and have a life of their own. And so…and so, I want to be selfish. I can do that, right?"
"Yes, my love. You can be as selfish as you want," he reassured.
Sarah smiled at his response, feeling relaxed as she raised herself and began caressing his hair. "I know you have other women like me, and I don't care about it as long as you love me and don't forget about me…. Can you do that?"
Victor smiled at her question as he raised his hand and cupped her face. "Of course, dear. I promise you that I will not differentiate you from others, or anybody else for that matter."
Sarah then took a moment, perhaps contemplating his reply before she spoke, "Then marry us, Victor. Marry me. I don't know about the others, but I want to leave this place and live far, far away with you!"
This time, Victor took a beat, as if thinking about something, while Sarah looked at him with a nervous expression, as if afraid of his rejection. She knew he wouldn't say no. But still a part of her feared rejection.
But before she could drown in her own nervousness, Victor replied, "....Okay. I will have to talk with the others, but I will figure something out. Just wait for a few more days, okay?"
Sarah's face immediately brightened at his answer; she leaned down and began kissing him fervently while muttering, "I love you, Victor!" In between them.
But just then,
BANG
The door to their room burst open, and a roar filled with hate echoed in the room, "Fucking bitch! I knew you were cheating on me! I will fucking kill you today!"
Sarah's eyes widened in horror as she realized just who this voice belonged to, while Victor immediately rolled her over until they both fell down the bed onto the other side.
He then pulled down the blanket and covered Sarah, "Don't worry, I will handle him. Escape when you get the chance!"
"B-But, he's…." Sarah's face was filled with horror; that man was a dangerous man and could even kill people. She didn't want Victor to face him alone. But Victor didn't give her a chance. "Trust me, okay? Leave when you have the chance. Go to my apartment and wait there. I have contacts of my other women there, so call them."
Without waiting for her reply, Victor stood up, facing the intruder.
The intruder was a man in his late 50s, his face twisted in hatred while his body was shivering in anger as he glared at Victor.
But Victor wasn't alarmed by his presence nor that they were caught, but by the thing he was holding in his hands—a gun.
"Hello, boss. You got your hands on a dangerous thing there. Careful, or it might explode in your hands!" Victor muttered with a raised eyebrow as he glanced at the gun.
"VICTOR!!" The man roared in anger, pointing his gun at him, "I trusted you! I raised you from nobody in the company to my successor! How could you?!"
But to his question, Victor shook his head, walking away from the bed, towards the man, "You did not raise me, Boss. You used me. I was just trying to work and live a quiet life when you spread rumors about me to keep me in the company. Don't think I haven't realized that!"
Stopping from an arm's length from the gun, Victor stood proudly, also naked. His arms on his waist and a smirk on his lips, "But I have to say, working under you gave me an unexpected gift—your wife. And I have to say, she's a feisty one. Always tried to suck me dry so that I wouldn't go look for my other lovers."
Sarah's face turned beet red behind the bed when she heard his words, while the man was trembling visibly, "Where is she?" He mumbled, "Where is that bitch?! I will fucking kill her and you, toady!!"
"Oh, she's hiding, obviously," Victor answered casually, "What do you think happens when you point a gun towards someone?" He asked, shrugging his shoulders.
Watching just how casually Victor was acting around him with no fear irritated the man even more. His body turned livid with anger, his mind getting clouded with fury. "Fuck!! I don't care anymore! I will fucking kill you!"
And just then, Victor's eyes glinted, "Sarah, now!" He yelled as he jumped on the man, his hands grabbing hold of the gun as he pushed him against the wall.
Sarah, who by now had clothed herself, although minimally, lunged out from behind the bed, her gaze immediately travelling towards Victor.
BADUMP
Her heart thumped against her chest as Victor tried to subdue her husband. She wanted to intervene, stop the fight somehow, but she knew she couldn't do it and would only be in the way.
Biting her lips, she tore her gaze away from him and ran towards the door, determined to call for help.
Meanwhile, the man saw Sarah leave, tried to stop her, but before he could do so, "Where do you think you are looking at?" Victor said as he punched the guy in the face, causing a tooth or two to fly out of his mouth.
"YO—Aaagh!!" Before he could even muster a reaction, Victor punched him again before kicking his hand, trying to shake the gun away from his hand, but failed.
"Tsk!" Clicking his tongue, Victor tried to kick the gun away once more, but the man, catching on to his plan, lunged at Victor, the gun pointing at him.
The struggle continued with Victor gaining an upper hand at a very fast pace. Everyone, the man tried to pull the trigger; Victor intervened, always being careful to not be in its way.
But then, suddenly, while they fought, Victor missed his mark slightly, and the man successfully pulled the trigger.
BANG
The two men froze, each staring at the other with widened eyes while one of their faces paled, life draining out of their eyes.
Victor looked at the man, his eyes staring at the gaping hole in his chest and the blood drooling out of it. The man had accidentally shot himself.
The man, too, looked down on himself, his eyes widening in disbelief; he knew he was going to die soon.
But as if wanting to put on a last-minute struggle, a crazy glint passed through his eyes while his lips widened into a smirk.
Coughing a mouthful of blood, he laughed at Victor, pointing his gun. "Haha, if I'm going down. Then I'll take you with me." And pulled the trigger immediately.
"No!!" Victor screamed in horror, but to no avail; the bullet bored a gaping hole right through his neck, killing him almost instantly.
And just like that, Victor's life on earth ended.
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"...But! I reincarnated!"