The Great Goddess Tree Tale

XIX - Jealousy and its effects

Spring was on its course, and the days were only enriched by the brightness of the Station. Day by day the colorful flocks of birds, the flowers, and the fields became livelier, brighter. Yes, joy reigned in the prairies that were cut down the road. It seemed that even Spring had the ability to tinker with the spirits of sentient and also insensitive beings. Things were going well as well. Satir had quickly understood all the administrative matters of the Inn, being good with numbers too, making it easy to close the month's bills. Kalima was pleased, that was really a good find.

"Yes, it was a good find! He's doing better than the expected."

"Hum... What? Who are you talking about? It's not Satir's, is it? "

Kalima, naked in front of the mirror preparing to dress up, continued:

"Yes, it's about him, Mat. In less than a month he learned almost everything he should know about hosting. He's even making weekly inventory and supplies evaluation, re-evaluating the cost and shelf life of our inventory, things I should have done before as for the increase in the number of guests. Speaking of guests, some even praised the treatment received by Satir. He's doing really well. And on top of that, he's a handsome young man, strong ... Gifted"

The heat rose through Mat's veins:

"What? What are you talking about, 'a gifted boy'?"

Mat grabbed Kalima naked from behind and pressed him to the closet.

"What is it, you crazy? Again, the jealousy crisis? Can't I no longer talk about Satir? "

"'Satir, Satir'! Now you will see what a good find really is."

Mat held strong Kalima's juicy hips while taking the pants off. His bloodstream rose and he should dominate the brunette.

"No, Mat, Stop! I have to go downstairs, I should work."

"Shut up, woman! Now you will see all of me."

And for each attempt to get off, stronger Mat kept her in his arms. He was licking her ears, pulling her dark hair, and both were rubbing against the wardrobe.

"I love you, Kalima! You crazy brunette, this way you will kill me! I love you!"

He whispered in her ears when both finished their jubilee. In the end, they laid on the bed, exhausted.

"Is it all jealousy? Hum... Our relationship could get spicier with such seasoning."

Then, they both went downstairs, and Satir came to compliment them with a smile on his face.

"Good evening, Mr. Salans and Mrs. Noisiv!"

Mat, in his state of mind, greeted Satir without even worrying about showing words, passing by Satir straightforwardly going directly to the lobby to sit with the other guests that were listening to the radio news of that night. After dining, he did not matter to go upstairs quiet.

"I with my Goddesses and Kalima with her new manager... Humpf, no way! They're all mine! I am the sovereign king of all my females! This harem is all mine and ouch of those who decide to enjoy it"

In the other day, he was working with his face shutted and serious, meeting his patients quickly and distracted, in a way that was so strange that even Johann noticed Mat's state in his face.

"What do you have, young man? You look kind of away..."

"Yes... No! I mean, it's all okay. I am just with some stuff going on in my mind..." Johann laughed.