Half an hour after the quarrel with her son, Freya was already in the shop, Devil's away. She didn't want her resolve to waver, and thus, putting some distance between her son and herself as soon as possible, she was about to change into the mascot outfit. But right as she was about to move through the passage leading to the changing area, she heard a muffled gasp escaping through someone's lips.

Squinting, she looked around and saw a flash of Custer walking through the curtain in the downstairs bedroom. Standing by the doorway, he wasn't wearing anything on the top, and although it took a moment for her to realize the reason that the curtain was clinging to his body was that it was hooked onto his arching cock.

'Shit… that thing again.' Closing her eyes, Freya turned her head away, only to be brought back to the voice of a familiar woman. 'What in the world–?!'

The mother of the young boy who was teasing her on her first day working as the mascot–sweaty as can be with her clothes all ruffled and her hair in a bundle of mess. She emerged from behind the curtain–her hand wrapped, reaching for Zephyr's chest.

"After knowing that the toy was modeled after yours, ahaha~" Covering her face as her blush deepened, the woman smiled. "I had to come taste the real thing."

Swallowing, the mother opened her eyes and looked at the devil again. Holding his hands in hers, she wanted to lean in and hold him forever, but the young merchant placed a hand on her chest and gently pushed her away.

"Another time." Glancing sideways, Custer caught a glimpse of Freya looking at him from the corner. Freya too noticed him, and so, with her hand covering her mouth, she tucked her head away. "Besides, Cecilia gets jealous if I give too much attention to girls behind her back. She likes to watch it happen after all, so maybe another time, and we can go all the way?"

"That…" Moving her hand off her mouth, she smiled again. "Sounds great, let me know when that girl's around. I will try to make it work, just have to make sure that my husband or my son doesn't suspect anything."

Nodding at her and grabbing the milf's ass through her sundress, Zephyr gave it a spank as a send-off. Walking away with a smirk, the woman didn't notice Freya hiding by the staircase, and once she was gone, Rudy's mother finally took a relieved breath. Her relief, however, did not last long as the moment she walked out of her hiding spot, she noticed Custer walking up to the front from behind the counter.

Still naked except for a towel held by his groin, she could see the outline of his trim and the dip where the weight of his cock was stretching his veins downwards. With a gulp, she glanced up at him and murmured.

"What were you two–"

"She told me that she loved me, thirteenth woman, since we started the shop–" Freezing up to his words, Freya stared at Custer with eyes like an owl. "And like most of them, she wanted me to be her lover. I rejected that offer, of course, but she was obsessing over me, and that's how… what happened happened."

"B-but she's married!" Freya exclaimed, and Custer shot right back.

"Try saying that when a woman has you all alone in a room, and one shout from her can ruin your life forever." Washing down his expression with a sigh, Custer donned a rather dejected look. "I've had that happen once and here again a few times–so if this chase is what I gotta do, then fine. Besides, they are the ones cheating, not me–I'm just trying not to be labeled a rapist because I refused to return their feelings."

"T-that…" To see Custer wearing that pitiful expression with his eyes all droopy and his shoulders down–Freya felt her motherly instincts bubbling from within. "That's horrible. I'm sorry for jumping to conclusions."

Taking a step forward, she tried not to look down and placed a hand on his shoulder. With yet another gulp, Freya wrapped her arms around his shoulder and pulled him in a hug.

"I've seen crazy men and women both–" reminded of the many obsessed adventurers who were madly in love with someone who didn't love them back, the only thing Freya could remember was the drama and bloodshed. "So yeah, I don't blame you."

Although her words were of comfort and understanding, she was still struggling internally to bind the two things together. The obsessive love of a crazed woman and facilitating her to cheat on her husband were both complex matters, neither of which could be digested easily. Even so, holding Custer's body with her own, she closed her eyes and placed a brief kiss on his forehead.

The same motherly instincts that had made her protective of her son were driving her to comfort Custer–but then she felt something poking against her thighs. Freezing up again, she tried not to move so suddenly, but to her surprise, Custer wrapped his hands around her as well.

"Thank you for understanding," he said, pushing his head deeper into her clothes cleavage.

Freya's heart raced at the proximity and the burn from his cock rubbing against her now that the towel had fallen off, reminding her of that dream and that skill that she'd acquired. Turning red throughout her body, she finally tried to pull herself away, but the hold Custer had on her wouldn't let her move an inch.

"C-Custer, we need to open the shop."

"Aura and Okio have gone to collect some ingredients for the potions." Lifting his head, he looked her in the eyes. "They won't be back until late, and the shop can't open without them anyway."

His words carried implications–implications that were drawing Freya in the longer he held onto her.

"Okay… maybe for a few seconds more." She said, allowing him to hug her for a while longer.

In the end, however, the hug turned into something much-much more.

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.