040. Borrow some tools from the Takahashi manor.

I'm sure Azami wouldn't even notice if her husband's tools were missing for a day I decided. I was just getting up to the entrance when I heard something from the direction of the bathhouse. It sounded like someone crying, so I cautiously snuck over and saw nothing unusual at first. For about a year I'd sometimes peep on Setsuko while she bathed through a small knothole in the back, so I crept my way around and pressed my eye to peer inside.

The lighting was poor since it was so bright outside yet dark inside, and the angle was bad with me only able to see her waist since she was up against the side wall, but some girl was definitely in there crying. Well maybe crying wasn't quite right. More like whimpering in pain? Then she spoke and now I was sure it was Setsuko. "Yes, right there."

There was someone else in there with her, but who? I didn't see anyone but Setsuko's naked back as she appeared to be leaning on the edge of the wood bin for the water heating stove. If only they would move over just a foot I could see so much more, but they were just on the corner of my vision with the big speckled window over the large tiled stone bathtub blinding me with its bright sunshine filling the room. Whatever that other person was doing it sounded like it was making Setsuko feel good as she was softly moaning and arching her spine and making her pose even sexier than normal.

Sadly I must have missed most of this encounter because a moment later Setsuko muttered something under her breath that I couldn't make out and then sighed, "Thank you Kouki dear. That was marvelous."

Kouki? Finally, my sister stood up, still dressed in her work tunic, but her face was glistening wet from being pressed into Setsuko's neither regions. I had just figured out that someone must have been doing something like that and had been getting aroused, but seeing my sister that way perversely made my cock throb. <Those fucking sluts need some cock,> a small voice in my head said. <You should go in and give it to them.>

I'd be lying if I didn't say I was almost tempted to do just that, but I couldn't bring myself enough courage to do more than just stroke my cock through my pants watching them, now talking casually as Kouki wiped her mouth clean on a towel. But then I must have made a sound because they both turned to the hole I had my eye pressed up to and stared silently right at me. I immediately froze solid, hoping they might dismiss it, but Setsuko grinned wickedly as she often did and asked, "Enjoy the show Kenji?"

Kouki gasped as she hadn't yet figured out it was me, but I guess Setsuko knew the hole was there as she spent quite a lot of time preening in here and had deduced who was plugging up the hole with their eyeball. I was just about to run for it as well when Setsuko surprised me yet again. "Why don't you get in here and let me see if a boy can do any better." Then she dropped the towel she had wrapped around her body and all I saw was her big beautiful tits as she was backlit by that big window from this vantage point.