School Girls' Stories - Year 2

Chapter 30 – Shai’s Error

Teiyoku opened the door and for a moment he was startled to see Shai standing on the porch, looking dreadfully despondent and her eyes were hollowed out on her beautiful face. He had never seen her looking so drained. Even the day she had threatened to jump from the roof she had been beautiful and young looking. He never remembered her ever looking like the world had kicked her to the ground and she no longer had any way to stand up.

“I’m here for Shu,” she said, and he barely heard her. He just watched her exist as if she had never tried to exist before, and for a moment he could only stare down at her. Where had that innocent girl gone to that he had seduced over a year ago? Who was this girl in front of him? “Teiyoku?”

“I’m sorry, step inside,” he instructed, opening the door to allow Shai entrance into the manor. “Shu is asleep at the moment, I did not think you would be by this early to pick him up so he is not completely ready yet.”

“It’s all right,” Shai said in her quiet tired voice. “I can wait.”

“Did something happen tonight?” Teiyoku ventured, making no move to hurry and ready their child. “Fuji came home looking kind of… upset, and now you look… well, upset.” He did not want to tell her she looked terrible, it would be an insult and he did not think she could handle that much of the truth today.

“I’m not sure what happened,” Shai admitted helplessly. “One minute we were enjoying things, the next Yuki was mad at Fuji for not telling her she was dating Devilin,” Shai missed Teiyoku’s raised eyebrow on this one, “and then Shinwa asked where Shu was since my father was on a date and Kyoei got mad at me, and then… it was just a mess.”

“If you were just honest with Kyoei he would not be mad at you right now,” Teiyoku pointed out, trying to sound like a level-headed father figure when the whole time he felt like celebrating. If she felt the need to hide it from Teiyoku there was a reason to it.

Shai sat on one of the comfortable armchairs that made up the sitting room, exhausted from the day that had started off well enough, and then had slowly died. “I know,” Shai sighed, “I just… I don’t know what to say. It was wrong, I know it was wrong. Never mind, I do not think I want to talk about this any longer.”

Teiyoku nodded knowingly. “Let me go get Shu,” he said, slowly turning on his heel. He began to walk away, then took the opportunity that was sitting in front of him and turned on his heel again, right back to Shai. He stepped in front of her, placing his hands on the arms of the chair. “You know, if you are lying to Kyoei, maybe he is not the person you should be with.”

Shai looked up at Teiyoku with eyes that were all too knowing. “Are you suggesting I should be back with you again?”

“Perhaps,” Teiyoku explained, watching Shai sit up in her seat and begin to lean forward ever so casually.

Shai’s lips were now inches from Teiyoku’s, close enough that even her breath upon his lips was like a tender caress. He reached out for her, unable to control his movements when he was with her. He cupped the back of her neck and pulled her to him, ravaging her lips with a lack of tenderness and emotion, and going on complete and utter need. She had no idea what he had been through in the months he had been married to Noriko, a woman that Fuji’s friends feared Fuji would turn into, but there was no way Fuji would ever turn into such a cold unfeeling heartless woman. Fuji acted like Noriko because she was hiding from her heart, Noriko acted like Noriko because she had been bred to be the ultimate evil of women. Teiyoku, thinking he would have control of his money had lost control of everything by marrying this heartless woman, and he could not see himself ever gaining it back.

There was only one thing left for Teiyoku, and that person was kissing him back, her emotions tucked tightly away and just going on a need to feel better about herself after the hard day. Her lips were caressing sweetly, yet passionately, greedily. Teiyoku bent her back in that chair, rubbing his body over hers, wanting and needing her, more than he had ever needed her before.

Teiyoku lifted Shai away from the chair, wrapping her in his arms. He wanted to do something great and romantic and lift her to the bedroom, but the two of them would never make it. He wanted her now, and the couch was going to have to do. He flopped her down upon it, almost unceremoniously and began pushing her skirt up her legs, revealing muscled white thighs that still looked in great shape for a woman who had not been as active as she was used to. He bent down, kissing her thighs, her hips, the lace of her underwear. He ran his tongue over her pussy, through the soft lace, feeling her wetness and need already soaking through. How long had it been since he had been inside of her? How long had it been since he had been able to take advantage of her the way he wanted to? He gripped the lace of her underwear and pulled it down around her knees, freeing her from the restraints.

Shai leaned forward, pulling the buckle free on Teiyokus pants, helping him push boxers and pants away, leaving him ready for her out in the open. Her eyes widened, forgetting the feel of him inside of her, and regret suddenly filled her, but she was too slow to say it. He was inside of her before she could say no, pushing deeply in her before she could mention that it was Kyoei she was with now, Kyoei that she loved. Was it Kyoei she loved?

Teiyoku rode her in a way he never had before. He was not being the gentle lover she was used to, he was a man filled with need, and a higher need to release. He throbbed inside of her, thrusting in and out of her, quickly bringing himself to climax while she wanted to turn over and cry. What was she doing?

In her moment of haste she had made a terrible decision, and now… Teiyoku gripped on to her, pulling her closer, grinding into her, expecting her to react and all she could do was choke back the tears that were burning inside of her.

He finished inside of her and then wrapped himself around her, holding her close like he used to do when he could. Shai pushed away from him, rearranging her clothes and standing. “Can you get Shu ready, I need to get home,” she announced.

“Why don’t you stay here?” Teiyoku suggested.

“And when your wife comes home, then what?” she snapped. Teiyoku mistook this emotion as jealousy and went to find Shu in a hurry. Shai sat back on the couch and leaned her head down to her knees, taking deep breaths of air and trying not to let the tears burn her eyes. She did not allow herself to cry until she was two blocks away, then she fell to the sidewalk and just sat on the edge, with Shu cradled in her lap, and began to sob.