Massage Parlor for Unsatisfied Wives in Another World

Self-questioning isn’t enough to make her take responsibility. At most, she’ll be wondering if it’s really her fault, so in order for her to consciously take responsibility, I have to...

”I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Iris, I’m sorry... sniff, I, sniff...”

Make her believe that she is the more rational one between the two of us now, that she should naturally take the lead.

”Sniff... Iris, my love... why did I do it? Ugk...”

Hey! I told you to go upstairs! What are you doing spying? Go away!

I bit my tongue because of Iris, who suddenly appeared and peeked through the door. It was lucky that Azalea had her back to her at that moment.

I really have a hard time concentrating on visualizing my sadness at cheating on my wife if the person in question is watching me while even giving me a thumbs up as if I’m doing well.

Luckily, there was a skill that allowed me to share thoughts, and I sent her upstairs again.

But honey, I want to see your manly performance, I won’t interrupt.

What manly? ... I’m here crying and acting like a fool. Go upstairs and wait for your moment.

Boo, okay!

Luckily, she didn’t argue anymore and left.

where was I?

”Come on, calm down. Your whining is annoying.”

Oh yes, it seems we’ve reached this point...

It seemed that she had finally come out of her confusion and was sorting out her thoughts. Well, since I was more upset than she was, it must have been easier for her to calm down and listen to reason first.

Now the question is, with what mindset did she come out of her confusion?

”I... Iris, you, aah!! Why, why. Sniff, why!”

”Seriously, be quiet. I have to think about what to do, and your whining isn’t helping at all. Where are your balls as a man?”

She came out with a rational mindset. She is looking for solutions by focusing on the present and future.

Hmm... it was easier than I thought, hmm, I guess it’s because she’s someone with authority, she’s used to taking responsibility, that’s good.

Honestly, from what I understood, Iris and I weren’t really in such a precarious situation, but giving her the responsibility was essential to reduce the possibility to zero, and for my goal.

Okay, now I need to make progress on placing the lethargy marks.

Remembering what the system said, it was easy for me to understand, as it was literally represented in front of me.

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Emotional: 21%

Carnal: 55%

Rational: 10%

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That was something I appreciated about her when I activated the unique skill ’Eye’s of Lethargy. They could do more, but this was what mattered now.

To give it a ’Stigma of Lethargy’, all values must exceed 66%. I realized that not only the first, but also the second mission began with her.

Now that she’s thinking about what to do, I have to emphasize important points for her to consider.

Depending on what I say and do, the percentage of those three indicators may go up or down, but the second one will never pass; I’ll make sure of that.

”Who are you calling spineless!! How dare you say that? You... you’re to blame for everything, you threatened me and made me do all that using your authority and... damn it!!!”

At that moment, I gathered all the anger I could feign and stood up angrily, going to the shelves and throwing some things on the floor.

”....”

She, for her part, stared at me without saying a word at my sudden outburst of anger.

Acting that way would help me understand her better; the fact that she didn’t deny anything I said meant that, in her mind, what I said was true; she felt guilty and responsible.

And that was enough. It’s not good to corner her, as that would be counterproductive.

In fact, at first I was a little worried that she was the lady of the town, since I had fucked with a person in authority... but now it was more of an advantage.

That outburst also helped me change the situation and guide her thinking towards some important things, without taking away from the idea that she was in control.

”Damn it! But why!?... Why did it feel so good?”

”Huh? What do you —?”

”Damn it, I just couldn’t... I’ve never felt this way before... ugh! Damn it.”

”Wait, calm down first, I don’t understand what you’re talking about now.”

”It felt so damn good! Damn it!!, why, why did it feel like that? The more I did it, I couldn’t... I just couldn’t stop, ugh!! Iris, I’m really sorry.”

”...”

Yes, now you can remember what we did.

At this point, what I did to her, rather than being unfavorable, would become my advantage.

Now I didn’t mind using what I had previously wanted to avoid to my advantage; with her current mindset, I can use the ’framing effect’, she won’t see the bad in what is now her responsibility, and she will focus on what I am giving her.

Getting this out was key. In addition, I was going to use a decisive factor, that she is ’married’, but in a peculiar situation, as my guide.

I knew it, it wasn’t difficult to put together.

First of all, she came and, although she acted a little demure, she even mentioned it, she didn’t care too much about a man touching her body.

Second, with my own eyes I could see that she really needed a good massage, and it’s normal that, with her level of stress, she would feel good, but not to the extent that she did.

I thought about it, and if she didn’t do it on purpose at first, it meant that she was so numb from lack of pleasure that even a simple massage stimulated her too much.

She seemed to have a lot built up.

Of course, if it was on purpose, this would be easier. But it doesn’t change one fundamental fact: she was an unsatisfied wife.

This was more than confirmed when she asked me for an even more intense and intrusive massage, even though she was married.

Trust? She shouldn’t have it in me. The only truth is that my simple relaxation massage stimulated her enough that she didn’t want to stop.

She even shamelessly undressed, knowing what that could provoke in a vigorous young man like me.

Like me, she was letting herself be guided by desire, and in fact, all of that made me think it was possible, even with everything I did, to give her the responsibility.

I don’t know what kind of husband she has, but he left her in a very unsatisfied and sexually frustrated state.

And now came the important part: the fact that her carnal percentage was so high meant that she, to a certain degree, also liked it and was satisfied, despite all the barbarities I did.

My goal is to raise the emotional percentage to at least 50%, as I consider it the most difficult of the three, so in order to increase it, I have to take advantage of the high carnal percentage and the fact that she hasn’t had time to digest what she feels in order to execute a ’suggestive interpretation’.

”Why did it feel so good? Why do I feel this way now? Why did you make me experience something like that...? I’ve never felt anything like that before... Now... how will I be able to look my wife in the face without thinking about you? Ugh! Will I ever be able to forget that? This is driving me crazy!”

ufff, that was hard to say.

I felt like I was betraying Iris in some way... but I had literally never felt like this before. Thanks to that part of her, my mind at that moment just kept racing, relentlessly moving forward.

I had never felt the need to keep going and going in a rational way. It was always my body that wanted more.

So that was the Iris part... and well, it’s impossible for me to think of anyone above Iris. Even if I liked her, I don’t think there’s anything above the level Iris has in my heart.

At most, it would be on the same level... and that in itself is something I don’t think will happen... right?

”...”

She still didn’t say anything to everything I said, although I could see that her cheeks turned a little red.

That was a good sign, she must have thought of some good things about what happened and how she feels right now.

Okay, I’ll be more direct. I also need to understand if what I’m saying resonates with her or not. Hmm, I have to take a bit of a risk.

”Just, just go! I don’t want to see you again, or hear anything more from you. Maybe with time, she and I can...”

”That... won’t happen... Calm down first, this is complicated. I think we need to talk calmly first.”

As I thought, she doesn’t want to end this, she doesn’t want to cut it off and just forget about it.

She wants to find a balance between what she desires, wants, feels, and what needs to be done.

”What more do you want from me? Look what you made me do! How you make me feel. Just go away. I don’t care if you’re the lady of the town or whatever. Nothing matters anymore!”

”Even if your wife finds out?.”

”It doesn’t matter anymore... She doesn’t deserve to be with someone like me, who falls into temptation and now insatiably covets the body of another married woman.”

”Gulp... insatiably ?... No, calm down first. You’re not thinking straight, and like I said before, nothing will come of this. Neither your wife nor my husband should know about this. What happened here stays between us.”

Was that a sip just now?... I thought those words would stimulate her—but they did, more than I expected. Her dissatisfaction was greater than I thought. But that works more to my advantage.

I have to keep it up so that she feels she is in control of the conversation and what will happen, so that she has no doubt that what she is beginning to feel is purely emotional.