[Spirit of Lust] Chapter 190: Will and the girls at home. (Patreon)

They ate lunch together, then went back to the living room, each one of them with a glass of wine that Cynthia brought.

Will sat down on the couch with Anna to his left and Cynthia to his right. The older woman sat close to him, placidly leaning on his shoulder. In contrast, however, Anna looked stiff and even uncomfortable, sitting somewhat far from me.

“Anna,” Cynthia called.

The secretary flinched and straightened her back. “Y-Yes, Mrs. Evans?”

“Relax, woman. Will is every bit your boyfriend as he’s mine, so don’t act all awkward around him or he’ll think you hate him.”

“S-Sorry,” Anna said, chuckling. “It’s just strange to have my boss here, that's all.”

Cynthia smirked. “Did you forget I’m Will’s boss, too? And yet he was so readily groping my butt just a while ago.”

“Am I getting fired for that?” Will asked casually, taking a sip of his glass of wine.

“I’ll fire you when you stop doing it,” Cynthia answered.

Will chuckled. “I’ll work hard, then.”

“Slut,” Ruth teased him with a smirk.

“By definition, maybe.” Will shrugged. He turned to Anna and wrapped an arm around her waist to pull her closer. “But anyway, Cynthia’s right.” he leaned in and kissed her neck. “There’s no need to act any differently than we usually do.”

“...” Anna swallowed and looked past Will to the older blonde. “Are you sure?”

“Very, Anna.”

“Then…” As if to test it or prove a point, Anna met Will’s lips in a deep, wet kiss as she scooted closer to him.

The group stared at them silently for a short moment before Reina spoke.

“Now that I think about it, this never bothered you, did it, Mrs. Evans?”

“Call me Cynthia, Reina. I understand you want to be respectful, but hearing that surname just ticks me off.” Cynthia sighed. “But yes, if you’re referring to Will’s relationship with other women, then I don’t mind it. To begin with, I met him after Amelia recommended him as a photographer, and the sample pictures he sent with his resume were of that hag over there in her underwear. I knew they were fucking.”

Amelia scoffed. “You’re just jealous I got my hands on him before you did.”

“Please, Amelia, we both know he got his hands on you.”

Amelia laughed. “That’s true. Cheers!”

The two oldest women of the group raised their glasses in a toast.

“Anyway, I guess Jack’s control over me was getting sloppy already, because I was feeling horny for the first time in years. Maybe Will’s powers contributed to it, but the fact remains that I told him to have sex with me if he wanted the job.”

Nanami swallowed and pouted. “Isn’t that… abuse of power?”

“Oh, totally,” Cynthia answered, unashamed. “But I asked because I knew he wanted me, too. I could see it in those beautiful blue eyes of his. He wanted to bend me over my desk and have me.”

Ruth snickered. “And did he?”

Cynthia smirked. “What do you think?”

The girls all laughed together. Even Anna began to giggle against Will’s lips, prompting them to pull away from their kiss.

“Ugh, those days still feel like a vivid dream to me,” Will said, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “I was acting like such a playboy, but I almost didn’t feel like myself. I never had the confidence to just say the kind of things I said, but… Ishtar kept whispering in my mind, telling me to go for it. She kept saying that Amelia wanted me, that Cynthia wanted me, that even Anna, a lesbian, wanted me.”

“She was right,” Anna said. It was her turn to lean on Will’s shoulder. “For the first time in my life, I felt that spark when seeing a man. So beautiful, so manly, so perfect… When you asked me out, I had to say yes. I had to know if that feeling was what I thought it was.”

“We had a threesome the night of your first date, remember?” Amelia asked, smirking. “I found you two in bed and Will convinced me to join. Boy, it was fun.”

Anna giggled. “It was. Why haven’t we done it again?”

“Because adult life sucks and our schedules haven’t matched,” Amelia said. “At night, at least. We could head to the bedroom now, if you’re feeling like it.”

Anna giggled. “Tempting, but talking like this is fun, too.”

“And they’d talk behind out backs, I bet.” Amelia nodded. “That is, if they don’t all follow us to the bedroom.”

“That bed is not that big,” Will said, smiling sheepishly.

“I’ll get you a new bed, then,” Cynthia said.

“Please don’t. I’d feel bad getting free stuff.”

“Oh, come on, let me be you sugar mommy.” Cynthia began to kiss Will’s neck as she rubbed his leg and inner thigh. “What’s the point of having money if I can’t use it with the man I love?”

Will’s dick twitched very suddenly and very unexpectedly. Was it the kisses? the caresses? The whispering?

‘It was the word mommy, you dirty, dirty boy! Could it be? Could it be!? Did Cynthia just unlock a new kink inside you? Please, by my own mother, let it be so!’

“Speaking of money…” Amelia said. “You’re still paying that old spirit guy, aren’t you?”

“Belphegor, yes.” Cynthia sighed and caressed Will’s cheek. “See what I mean? I have to pay for that guy’s hotel and whatever other whims he has, but you won’t let me treat you to something nice?”

“But he’s been giving you a lot of info, hasn’t he?” Nanami asked Cynthia.

“Assuming he’s telling the truth, then yes. I have a good grasp on how magic works by now. All I need is to find a trustworthy contact to get Amelia and myself to start doing business in the underworld.”

Will’s eyes suddenly widened. It was so stupid. He had heard Cynthia mention this before, but he was so worried about his relationship with her that it didn’t register.

Cynthia had the old man in her pocket. Belphegor, the current oldest and most powerful of the 7 kings. A man who once ruled in a world full of magic. Who else, if not him, would have some idea of how to get Ishtar a body of her own?

‘...I am incompetent, inept, inexperienced and an absolute imbecile.’