Hoping For A Good Understanding (Patreon)

Yor wanted to make sure that Anya would be able to get into the prestigious school, even after everything that happened at the interview. So she wanted to apologize to Headmaster Swan. Things took a turn when she arrived, though.

Tags: SpyxFamily, Yor Forger/Briar, Cheating, Oral, Vaginal, Creampie, Drunken Sex, Impregnation

After everything that had happened during the parental interview, Yor was worried that Anya wouldn’t be accepted into the school’s program. Of course, Loid, despite everything, believed that their daughter would get in without a problem. Yor wasn’t quite sure how he could be so confident after destroying property and scaring the headmaster half to death, but she wanted to make a move in the hopes that it would put the occasion behind them.

Fortunately, it wasn’t hard for her to get a meeting with the headmaster when she arrived at the school after hours with a bottle of wine in hand. In fact, he seemed almost eager to greet her and let her into his office. “T-Thank you for seeing me on such short notice, Headmaster Swan. I was worried you wouldn’t want to see me or my husband after what happened.”

“Truth be told, I’d rather not have to see either of you again. But… You came prepared for what I assume is an apology and even brought a gift. While I have no reason to let you in, I do need to set an example for my fellow staff.” Murdoch let out a heavy breath as he closed the door behind Yor, locking it from the inside. “I also must as, Mrs. Forger. Don’t you think that dress of yours is a bit… Much?”

“O-Oh?” Yor quickly glanced down at her assassin’s dress, hoping there weren’t blood stains on it and he was trying to be subtle about things. “Ah… It’s one of the few dresses I have that seemed appropriate for this level of apology. We’re desperately hoping our dear Anya can get into your school’s program and I just… Wanted to dress my best!”

“Hmmm. If you say so.” Murdoch made his way over to the same couch that he sat on during the parental interview, gesturing for Yor to sit across from him. “Sit. You said you want to apologize, but something tells me there’s another reason for you to be here. Wine and dressing nice isn’t exactly enough for risking a Headmaster’s life, after all.”

Yor listened to the man as he spoke, watching his facial expression change as he did so. It was clear from his tone of voice and the way his eyes seemed to bounce around her body that he wanted something specific out of her. Of course, Yor wasn’t the kind of woman to think that people would want her for her body. So she wondered if he was trying to gauge her reaction to see if she was armed somehow. “Oh, dear no! I just want to do my best to get Anya in your school!”

There was no hesitation as she set the bottle of wine she had brought on top of the table that Loid had nearly shattered earlier in the day. A sense of guilt tugged at her heart when she saw it, prompting her to bow toward Murdoch. “I’m terribly sorry for the trouble that my husband and I have caused! I hope you can forgive us in some shape or form, giving our daughter a fair chance at entree.”

When Yor bowed in front of him, Murdoch was graced with a sight he didn’t expect to see from someone as temperamental as her. In front of his eyes was nothing but Yor’s breasts nearly spilling out of the black dress that she was wearing. The fabric looked skin-tight on her when she walked in, but there was something regal and defined about the way she walked in it. However, now that he was able to see her body this close because of it, he couldn’t stop himself from blushing and getting a bit excited. “I see… You do… Seem genuine in your apology…”

Murdoch quickly cleared his throat before pulling his gaze from her breasts, not wanting to be caught when she stood back up. He gestured across the room to the small cabinet that was behind Yor. “In that cabinet behind you are some wine glasses. Sit and talk. Explain to me what happened today and caused the outburst you and your husband had.”

The moment that Yor lifted her head and did as instructed, Murdoch was once again flustered to see her breast bounce in her dress, almost spilling free again. It made him wonder just how she was able to wear it with such confidence. Almost everything she did made it seem like they were going to pop out at any moment. However, when she did as asked and set the wine glasses on the table, he pushed the thought out of his mind. “I may get a bit personal with my questions. Is that going to be a problem this time around?”

“Not in the slightest.” Yor answered, smiling as she sat across the cracked table from him.

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After what seemed like hours, Yor wasn’t sure how long she had been in this office talking with Murdoch. She knew that she had been offered a lot of alcohol, but wasn’t sure how much she had gone through. She had brought in one bottle, but as she looked around the room, feeling Murdoch’s hand on the back of her head, she saw four bottles around her while a fifth was in her hand. However, before she could properly process what was happening to her, she felt his cock push past her lips and into her mouth.

In the heat of the moment, Yor was too lost in a daze to understand what was happening or how she got here. But that didn’t stop her from following her instincts and sucking on the cock that was now invading her throat. She did her best to keep her tongue dancing around it, even though her technique was sloppy right now. But it didn’t seem to matter to Murdoch as he thrust his hips into her face time and time again.

And just as it seemed like the two of them were working into a rhythm that Yor was enjoying, she was interrupted by the feeling of his hand swatting her cheek before his dick evacuated her mouth. A gasp left her lips as the hand that was on the back of her head tugged on her hair and pulled her onto the table that her husband had cracked earlier in the day. “H-Headmaster Swan?!”

“Oh, now you want to question things? When you started drinking, you were all for this.” Murdoch showed no signs of slowing down as he climbed on top of the table and then on top of Yor. He didn’t hesitate to place his hands on either side of her head as her legs instinctively locked around his waist. “At least you’re not struggling. I thought you would once the buzz started to wear off.”

“Buzz…?” Things were moving too quickly for Yor to get a proper grip on reality at this moment. She brought the bottle that she had been holding into her view, seeing that it was nearly empty now. But before she could question him on just what was going on, the feeling of his cock plunging into her pussy caused every thought in her mind to simply vanish. A sharp, blissful, and ecstatic sound left her as Murdoch started to thrust into her.

Hearing the hot and heavy breaths that started to immediately leave Yor, Murdoch felt confident that things weren’t going to change from there. She wasn’t struggling against him, her pussy quivered in anticipation around his cock, and he could have sworn that he saw lust and desire filling her gaze every time he looked into her eyes. “For a married woman, Mrs. Forger, I’m surprised that you’re willing to give yourself to me so easily. Is the alcohol that much of a trigger for you?”

Of course, Yor didn’t understand how to respond to something like that. Sure, she knew that she was a bit loose when she was drunk, but to hear it out of a man’s mouth while he was buried inside of her? It was a surreal feeling. Especially when he reminded her that she was married and had a child. Unfortunately for the husband and child which were distant memories in her mind, the pleasure that filled her body was too good for her to ignore.

The way Murdoch plunged into her pussy with every thrust, the way his cock stretched her inner walls, the feeling of pure and utter bliss that erupted inside of her. All of it was too much for her to pull away from. And when he leaned in for a kiss, Yor’s lust-addled mind took it as a sweet and romantic gesture. A gesture that she was happy to reciprocate, playfully sucking on his tongue before attempting to play with it using her own.

Her heart raced in her chest as the table underneath them started to crack and shake due to the force that Murdoch had in his thrusts. At this moment, Yor had never been so sure that she belonged somewhere. Between the way his tongue tasted like the same addictive alcohol that she brought to the way his dick hammered against the entrance to her womb, to the almost possessive way he held her as he threaded her fingers through her hair. It was like she belonged to him. And while she knew she was married, Yor wasn’t able to fight this feeling of warmth and desire that filled her.

On the other hand, Murdoch couldn’t get enough of Yor’s body and the way she acted. It was almost like she was trained to be a slut with the way she acted. From the way that she didn’t question him to the way her body openly accepted everything he did to her, it was simply fantastic. Combined with the way he had been wanting to fuck her since he first laid eyes on her earlier this morning and he wasn’t going to let this opportunity pass. Especially when he felt the urge to cum starting to build.

“Tell me, Yor. You have a daughter already, but what would say to having a biological one to call your own?”

The question sent Yor’s mind spiraling. She could raise her own child? Would her husband be okay with her being pregnant? Would her current daughter be happy to have a sibling? How would it affect her work? All of these thoughts rushed through her mind for a moment. Only to be shoved aside when she felt Murdoch’s shaft throbbing against her inner walls, making it clear he was close to blowing his load. “Please! Give me everything you’ve got! Make me a mother!~”

Given the permission that he knew he didn’t exactly need, Murdoch didn’t hesitate to cum inside of Yor. He groaned as he slammed every inch of his cock that he could as deep into her pussy as possible. Only to moan against her lips as he erupted into her, pumping rope after rope of his thick cum directly into her womb. “Then have fun raising my child!”

In the heat of the moment, Yor couldn’t think of anything other than accepting his seed. She felt her body craving his attention, his warmth, and his cum. So when she felt him painting her inner walls a nice shade of white while filling her womb, she couldn’t stop herself from cumming right there with him. Her inner walls clamped down like a vice around his member as she attempted to milk him of every drop that she could get. All while locking her legs together behind his waist to prevent him from pulling out of her, even for a moment.

However, when the cum finally stopped flowing into her and she felt Murdoch’s cock throbbing and pumping inside of her, Yor found her heart racing in her chest. She quickly pulled Murdoch into a passionate kiss while looking him in the eyes. “Can… You fuck me again? To guarantee the pregnancy…?”