My Wife Alya Sometimes Teases Me in Russian

CH-04

CHAPTER 4
How About You Hold Me Gently, Whisper Words Of Love Into My Ear, And Smother Me With Your Overflowing Affections For Me?

That night, Masachika had another dream.

In his dream, he was a Mafia boss who had everything he ever wanted. He had money and social status, but most of all, he had women. He was a bona fide stud muffin with strikingly attractive features that all the men in the world would die to be born with. So, it was only natural that members of the opposite sex were irresistibly drawn to him.

Ohhh, this is good. Very good indeed.

At the moment, he was enjoying himself at a hostess club when two beautiful Russian ladies approached him and immediately took their places on either side of his seat. They were whispering soft, bewitching Russian phrases to his ears, and he couldn't help but listen to them attentively without getting bothered at all.

"<Come on now, are you sure you're fine with just looking? You can do whatever you want to me today, you know? ♡>"

"<Would you like me to give you a reward? Here, who's a naughty little doggie? ♪>"

Ahhh, this feels great.

The ladies were wearing stunning dresses that exuded both elegance and womanly allure. However, when they pressed their bodies against him, he could feel their warmth firsthand, as if only a thin layer of fabric was the only thing separating him and their soft, white skins.

He could feel the heavenly sensations on both arms, and he couldn't help but relax while a contented expression spread across his face.

Then, moments later, another hostess arrived, and her long, silky black hair immediately caught his attention. She wore a shimmering black cocktail dress that accentuated her petite hourglass figure, and she had a smile that looked like a smug expression on her face. Her eyes gleamed with delight as she approached Masachika, and that was when her lips turned into a grin.

"Dear customer, how are you liking our services? I hope you've been enjoying yourself."

"It feels great! I'm loving it!"

"Is that so? Thank you for your kind words."

Masachika then glanced at the hostess before him with an inviting look.

"But I think it would become much more enjoyable if you were to join us."

"Oh my. Getting a little greedy, aren't we? In that case..."

The hostess knelt down on the floor and slowly closed the distance between her face and Masachika's crotch. To him, it seemed like she was about to provide him with the "other kind" of service, so he casually spread his legs to let her get a closer look. But in the next moment, the hostess stopped in her tracks, raised her right hand into the air, and shouted.

"...HOW ABOUT YOU WAKE UP, YOU SEX-DRIVEN, HORNY, PATHETIC BROTHER—with a severe sister complex—OF MINEEEEEE!!!"

"Arghhhhhhhh!!"

Just like that, Masachika woke up from his dream. He sat up in an instant and immediately investigated his groin to see if it was hurt from the sudden, powerful jab. It was completely fine, though.

"Sigh... What the heck is up with my dreams lately?"

Masachika spoke to himself in a whisper. He knew it was just a dream, yet he felt his heart racing as if it had literally happened in reality.

"...Still, thanks for the save, O beloved little sister of mine."

He couldn't forget to thank his sister in the dream for bringing him back to his senses and grounding him in reality. If the dream had continued, things could have become dangerous, and he might have been trapped there forever.