Chapter 86 Remote Chat Video
"Then I'll massage your thighs, if Mrs. Isabel is ticklish."

Listening to Mrs. Isabel's rapid breathing, Droste loosened her ankles and covered her thighs with a pair of warm big hands.

"no, do not want……"

Mrs. Isabel's whole body convulsed and trembled when her tender thigh flesh was touched.

My brain went blank at that moment.

Droste looked at the bed sheets soaked with water and shook his head.

Well...Mrs. Isabel felt too hot and sprinkled some water on herself.

"Well, let's stop here for the massage, since Madam seems to be sweating a little from the heat."

Droste spoke a little hurriedly, stroking Mrs. Isabel's hair.

"Uh-huh……"

Mrs. Isabel moaned in a low voice.

……

After a good rest, the diligent Mrs. Isabel tidied the bed sheets and washed them with water considerately.

It’s a pity that it’s late at night now.

So Mrs. Isabel took the soiled sheets out, and Droster had to put a new blanket on and spend the night like that.

Lying on the bed, the image of Mrs. Isabel when she went out still vaguely appeared in Droste's mind.

She covered her face in shame and anger, and glared at Droste fiercely, but her charming and passionate peach blossom eyes were filled with gray mist.

It was the kind of emotion in the heart that had nowhere to vent, but after being opened by Droste, it surged like a floodgate with nowhere to go.

Under Droste's massage, it was really difficult for her to speak.

It was so embarrassing to stay in the room that Mrs. Isabel wanted nothing more than to leave.

"Hey, if you live in the city, you don't poke, you don't poke."

Droste's face relaxed, and he put his hands behind his head, looking comfortable.

If it weren't for this big villa and a few small shops, my life in the other world wouldn't be so comfortable, and there's also this huge system.

My little sense of pleasure was satisfied very well.

“Don’t poke.”

Droste sighed in relief.

Tomorrow, tomorrow is the weekend. Monday should be full of club activities or student union affairs. As long as I finish them, I can ascend with Mrs. Isabel.

I don't know what Mrs. Isabel is going to prepare. The current situation is just a little touch, some simple physical interaction with Mrs. Isabel. It's very simple.

On this basis, deeper interactions are not so easy.

It was obvious that Mrs. Isabel was resisting something.

Could it be that... Mrs. Isabel is following the example of seniors Ishikawa, Hashimoto, Fukada, and Momonogi, and is taking some kind of one-month abstinence challenge?
But it’s only been a few days, so it shouldn’t be that serious.

and many more?

Droste suddenly sat up in bed, his expression slightly changed.

Didn’t that perverted student union president say he wanted to rent a house in the villa?

If there is no news today, the weekend will come tomorrow...

Thinking of this, Droste called up his magic screen, found the serious Bernadette, and opened the message box "trickle by trickle".

It's not too late now, I should reply.

【Are you there? 】

No, that's too clownish if I start with that.

Just as he was about to delete it, Droste received a reply.

[Young Master, why did you suddenly think of me——|°з°|]

【Are you going to come see me tomorrow?】

[Hmm...it seems like that's the case. Will the young master be home tomorrow? ]

[Well, then you can come in the afternoon. I will sleep in this morning.] [How annoying! Can't the young master get up earlier? We can play——all morning.]

The long tail sound sounds very evil.

Thinking of the evil girl in her mind, Droste sat in the bathtub seriously, while the maid beside her wiped her back.

Her face was still cold, like the ice flowers on the snowy mountains.

The words typed out were so dirty and vulgar.

Bah, you city people still know how to have fun!
Droste quickly inputs: [Is it the duty of a little maid to be talkative? ]

[…I am very sorry, Master Droste. It is the little maid who is naughty. Can you punish me less harshly? ]

Well, now in the bathtub, Bernadette should be twisting her legs and rubbing them violently.

His eyes were moist, making the bath water saltier.

This evil and obscene maid must be severely punished.

【? 】

[Woo woo, then... I'll come find you after lunch tomorrow, young master.]

【Um. 】

[The young master is really cold (ˊˋ*)]

[That's it, I'll take a rest first. ]

[Don't be impatient, young master, just guess what I'm doing first. ]

Bernadette typed out these words softly, and her body couldn't help but feel a little hot.

In the past, I simply could not do such unrestrained and freedom-loving behavior, and restraint was a compulsory course for me.

Not to mention actively sending such words to other people on the magic screen that completely subverted his previous image.

I usually look serious and cold, as if I don't want anyone to approach me.

Now he is actually saying these words which sound like he is asking for sex to someone whose status and position are totally lower than his.

Is this the unique attraction of Droste?
"Well……"

Just thinking about the contrast makes me excited...

Bernadette stared at the magic screen, her eyes burning with desire to see news about Droste.

She was lying in the quilt, and because her body was hot, she had kicked off a corner of the quilt to allow for some fresh air.

The nightgown was low-cut and had only two thin straps hanging on the shoulders. Her skin was completely white underneath the suspenders, and there were some large ravines, which became a flat bowl shape because she was half lying down.

Under the light golden silk nightgown were the girl's extremely tight legs. Her tender white feet were raised up, kicking the quilt somewhat uneasily.

"You haven't replied to me yet... Damn it, damn it."

After Bernadette muttered softly, ripples appeared on the delicate magic screen in her hand.

"I can't wait any longer..."

【Oh? Then what are you doing? 】

[I am caressing my own body...]

【Not very interested.】

Droste leaned back against the pillow and pouted.

「How about I hand over the control to you, young master? I will listen to everything.」

[All? Will you listen to all the commands? ]

Bernadette bit her lips, and a dazed look began to appear in her eyes...

This kind of plot... this kind of situation... isn't it just like what is described in the book...

A couple who couldn't help themselves were unable to meet each other for some reason and were forced to live apart. So on a rainy and lonely night, they activated the magic screen to video chat...

Damn it, just thinking about it makes my brain feel so good that I can’t control myself!
Bernadette's breathing was rapid, and she quickly replied to Droste's message.

(End of this chapter)