Massage Parlor for Unsatisfied Wives in Another World

”Huaah~ you know, men are very attracted to experienced women. A woman who knows what they want. You’ve felt it yourself, haven’t you? What ecstasy and pleasure is.... don’t you want to do it again?”

”Yes, a little. Right now, down there, I feel a tingling sensation when my older sister touches my back, and my nipples feel a little sore. I think they’ve gotten hard.”

Oh, she’s excited, that’s good.

”Yes, well, all the others are already experienced women who know how to make him feel good, what he wants, how he wants it, and how to make him feel that great pleasure easily, after she’s done it so many times with him, that makes it so that unlike you, they can attract him easily...”

”/_ \”

”So between you, who knows almost nothing, and them, he’s obviously always going to choose them, and they’ll receive his love and gain even more experience, leaving you further and further behind.”

”But if he never does it with me, I’ll never be able to gain experience. And I’ll never be an experienced woman and I won’t know how to attract him like they do.”

”Excellent deduction, Amy. That’s right, it’s like a dilemma, a dead end where you can’t do anything. That’s why the others always make fun of you: they think you’ll never be able to surpass them and that your efforts are useless.”

”/_ \, so it’s impossible after all. I understand, you don’t have to explain any further.”

”Oh, come on, don’t be so negative. What if I told you there was a way for you to become a seductive and experienced woman even without your husband doing it with you?”

”There is a way? Tell me what it is! I’ll do it, no matter what it is!”

Hearing that there was a way, she seemed to get excited. She stood up and held my shoulders a little tightly.

Ugh! She’ll really do anything for that bastard. Oh, my beautiful Amy... I’ll make sure you’re happy.

”Calm down, let’s take it step by step so you understand.”

”Ah! Yes, I’m sorry, I got excited.”

”The solution is basically my honey.”

”Huh?... Your husband?... What does your husband have to do with it?”

Good, she didn’t immediately understand the implications. That will allow me to calmly explain my reasoning to her.

No matter how naive or foolish she was, she obviously knew that she should not let herself be touched or defiled by another man.

I guess it was something that was strictly imposed on her from a young age, as that was her purpose as a political tool.

Changing that way of thinking is not easy. I was afraid she would become cautious and not want to listen anymore, but it seems that the fact that I said so many accurate things created in her the mindset that I didn’t say meaningless things.

For her, cheating on her husband was meaningless. So, following my lessons, she listened to me, tried to understand, and when she didn’t, she asked me for a clear explanation, which makes me realize that what I did was not in vain.

”Well, tell me Amy, what’s the difference between masturbation and sex, if, as I explained, both lead to pleasure and orgasm?”

”Hmm... that sex is for making babies, oh, and it’s also a test of love!”

”Correct, that specifically. And that’s why the experience of sex can only be obtained with a man. In your case, it’s your husband and only your husband, since you can only have babies and that kind of love with him.”

”Yes.”

”But masturbation can be done alone, with me, your husband, and my husband.”

”Huh? Your husband too? But he’s not close to me.”

”Yeah!, that’s what I mean. Only the people closest to you can do that. Good job remembering: you should never let yourself be fooled by someone who says something like that. Now it’s just you, me, your husband... and your daughters if you and they want to.”

Ugh, even though I haven’t seen them, I can’t get the image out of my head.

I really want to blame her for this thought, for mentioning her daughters earlier.

Oyakodon and yuri in my head is a winning combination, worthy of putting into practice now that I’m in another world free from the silly morals of my world. But that wasn’t the important thing right now.

”Yes, big sister.”

”Ehe, well... but in this case, my husband isn’t involved because he’s someone important to you, but for practical purposes.”

”Hmmm, I don’t understand, isn’t that the same as—”

”Wait a minute, I’m not done explaining yet. Let me finish, and then you can make your decision when you understand clearly.”

”Yes, big sister.”

”Yes, I am your big sister. It’s not that I want to speak ill of your real family, but it seems that they didn’t teach you many things. You didn’t know what sex was, you didn’t know what masturbation, orgasm, or pleasure were, you didn’t know that you could do so many things with your husband... they failed to teach you many things.”

”/_ \... Yes, they said I was stupid and a waste of resources, that it was easier to teach a Glorgk .”

I have to find out what a Glorgk is, and depending on what it is, I’ll add her family to my to-do list.

I feel like I’m overthinking this, but it needs to be approached as discreetly and gently as possible. I need my words not to create conflict in her...

”That’s why they didn’t teach you that a good wife should have experience in bed. I have a lot, and that’s why my husband is crazy about me... and at my feet. He would do anything for me, even be a practical object for you to use.”

”...”

”Well, it seems you still don’t understand. My husband can masturbate you and have pseudo-sex with you so you can gain experience—”

”Sister, sorry to interrupt, but I don’t know what pseudo-sex is.”

”Well, it’s basically the middle ground between masturbation and sex: you do the sex thing, but without love or babies.”

The latter is true. Due to my concern about having filled Azlaea with my seed—who knows how many times—I wondered about the possibility of getting her pregnant.

But although I don’t know if it’s good or not, the system said that for the greater good, our reproductive abilities were ’temporarily’ restricted.

”Oh, hmm... but—”

”Yes, you must understand that it would be wrong to do it anyway. It’s good reasoning, but my husband won’t do it as a person, but as an object.”

”?”

”If you still don’t understand, I’ll give you an example. Do you remember the bathtub and the jets?”

”Huh? Yes...”

”There was a jet that touched your precious place, wasn’t there? He was stimulating you and, together with me, he was masturbating you. But it was just an object, and that’s why you didn’t mind him doing it.”

”hmm... Oh!, I get it now.”

”Yes, right? You know, it’s not cheating or anything since it’s just like an object. I mean he’s my husband, why would I lend him to you to cheat on me?

Hmmm, wait. That logic doesn’t work here. For her, having a lover is bad, but her husband having one is no problem... hmm... I hope she can overlook that.

”Yes, that’s true.”

Good!

”Anyway, he’s just an object that this generous big sister will lend you so you can gain experience. So in a year—no, in six months—I assure you that your husband will be at your feet. After all, the others have many years ahead of them. Don’t you think that’s a short time in comparison?”

Huehue, by that time, she won’t even care about that bastard anymore.

”Oh yes, it’s very short.”

At this point, she seemed convinced by my words. I’m really having some logical gaps here and there, but it’s not just because Amy is silly and naive.

All this time I’ve been using ’Madman’s Reason’, so even if there are holes, she hasn’t found the problem, and even if it’s not her, others could be guided by this to a certain extent.

”So, Amy, are you willing to use my husband to gain experience? He’s an object, but he’ll guide you as I am doing and, like me, he’ll also teach you. Oh! And now that I think about it, it’s very advantageous. He may even be better than me because, as a man, he knows things that we women don’t understand. To understand your husband, who is a man, there’s nothing better than the opinion and advice of a man.”

”Oh!”

This skill would stop working if I said something extremely silly like ”fuck my husband and you’ll be happy with yours,” but that same silliness would work if she gave it enough reasoning and depth.

So, even though it sounds bad, I’m treating Amy like anyone else and making a serious effort to deceive her, although it’s true that with her I could save myself a lot of steps.

”And if you tell us all those secrets that only men know, you could end up being such a seductive and experienced woman that you would be unmatched, easily surpassing the others!”

”Really!?”

”Very seriously! Now, my lovely Amy, this is your moment. I’ve already explained clearly what I’m proposing, the nuances that accompany it and how you should take it, the outcome and the possible advantages... so Amy, it’s time for you to make a decision. You have complete control and the final say.”

”..hmmm....Big sister, I... I want to be an experienced woman!, to attract my husband... I’ll do it!”

”Excellent decision, Amy.”

OooOOOhh!! YEESSSS!!! Baby!!

I responded calmly to her decision, but inside I was rejoicing: I had succeeded.