After I Rescued a Beautiful Woman From a Stalker, She Started Spoiling Me and Turning Me Into a No-Good Freeloader - Chapter 52 - Please Let Me Serve Youichi-Sama With All My Heart

Chapter 52 – Please Let Me Serve Youichi-Sama With All My Heart

When we got home, Sumire-san excused herself for a moment and closed the bedroom door.

To be honest, I’m nervous.

Sumire-san, who had been in a good mood ever since we bought the maid outfit, even before that actually, seemed so happy that she hurried our way home.

“Sorry for the wait.”

I turned around at the sound of Sumire-san’s voice.

The appearance of Sumire-san that caught my eye was extraordinary.

I was imagining Korisho-sensei’s Gothic Lolita cosplay I had just seen recently. But this is completely different.

It’s true that Korsiho-sensei was a cute, beautiful girl who looked good in Gothic Lolita style.

But wouldn’t Sumire-san look best in a maid outfit? Just by dressing up as a maid, the whole world seemed to change.

I feel like I’m at a luxurious mansion, full of dignity just by seeing her serve me.

Her long skirt adorned with frills and a modest neckline gave off a refined image.

She wasn’t like the maids you’d see in maid cafes around the city.

This is a maid outfit that seemed capable of providing genuine service. I had never seen it up close before.

In terms of cuteness, I think the costume with the short skirt and open chest looks better. 　

But here, even though Sumire-san’s maid outfit had a long skirt that concealed more, her ample chest was pressing against the buttons, giving a peek of her skin.

“Huh?! Skin?!”

I screamed out in surprise.

“Fufu. Thank you for waiting, Master.”

Saying this, Sumire-san lifted the hem of her skirt and bowed gracefully, exuding an air of innocence. Sumire-san is undoubtedly beautiful.

As if in conjunction with her bow, the large bulge on her chest also swayed, making me transfixed to see the bare skin that I had just seen.

“Perhaps this outfit would be more suitable for taking care of Youichi-sama from now on. What do you think, Youichi-sama? Do you dislike it?”

Sumire-san looked into my eyes with her beautiful black hair swaying. I’ve fallen in love with this maid.

“…It’s really cute.”

I said, not expressing whether I liked or disliked it, but simply giving my answer to Sumire-san.

Sumire-san grinned as if her prank was a success, and her cheeks became slightly tinted with red.

“I’m so happy that Youichi-sama praised me…”

We both got embarrassed.

“How does it look? Does it suit me?”

She asked, spinning around on the spot, causing her skirt to elegantly flutter up.

However, she lost her balance, and I hurriedly caught her in my arms.

She was soft and light, and she smelled really nice when I held her.

“Are you okay?”

“…Yes, thank you very much.”

In the position where I held her in my arms, Sumire-san’s face was very close to mine. Then, she nestled her forehead against my chest.

“I’ve been embraced by Youichi-sama.”

“…Ah.”

“Youichi-sama’s heart is also pounding.”

“Yeah. It’s been like that ever since Sumire-san came out.”

“Actually… Me too.”

Sumire-san took my hand and pressed it against her chest.

“Sumire-san!!”

I touched the flesh that had been peeking through earlier.

Even through the fabric of the maid’s uniform, I could tell the soft sensation was nothing like the feel of hard underwear.

Her naturally ample chest rose and fell, and I could hear the fast rhythm of her heartbeat.

“…Um, Sumire-san…?”

Feeling only the fabric of her clothes separating us, I realized that Sumire-san wasn’t wearing a bra.

Just thinking about it made my body heat up and the grip on my hand tightened.

I felt my five fingers sinking softly into Sumire-san, and I could feel her luscious breath on my neck.

“The bedroom is ready.”

Sumire-san’s mouth moved from my neck to my ear and whispered.

“…Excuse me.”

“…Kyaa!”

I picked up Sumire-san and took her to the bedroom.

I couldn’t control my rationality anymore.

“Please wait a minute.”

“Huh?”

“Please watch me”

Saying that, she lifted up the hem of her long skirt.

Sumire-san emitted an even more forbidden atmosphere than usual.

Who would have imagined that the sight of just a skirt rising would be so tempting? I couldn’t help but swallow my saliva.

“…Gulp!”

Underneath the maid’s skirt, I could see garter belts holding up her stockings…

“Youichi-sama.”

I embraced Sumire-san.

Sumire-san, who gently hugged my face, smells so sweet. She’s kind, warm, and reassuring.

“My Youichi-sama, please enjoy me as you like.”

I couldn’t hold back my rationality any longer.

…I just melted into Sumire-san.

My brain was filled with Sumire-san and I couldn’t think of anything else.

“Please entrust everything to me. Your body, your heart, your thoughts… I want all of you, Youichi-sama. Please give yourself to me.”

The words she said never sounded so sweet. It was like sweet honey, melting and drowning me by her warmth and kindness.

There was no rationality left. I felt like I could hear the sound of myself breaking.

“Youichi-sama, please let me serve you with all my heart. I’m your maid and yours only.”

With an intense mixture of love and madness, I found myself irresistibly drawn to everything about Sumire-san.

There’s nothing I can do anymore… I can’t let go of this warmth.

In fact, I want more.