Chapter 112: 112 Nothing Beats Fucking While Working As I mentioned before, I’m learning both magic and estate management from Circe. It’s been going quite well, and I’ve gained enough knowledge and experience to review documents now. I’m still just an intern clerk, not even as good as a secretary, but still helpful. With steady learning, the day will come when I’m entrusted with truly important tasks. "...Hmm, so you introduced Diana to Lady Morgan like that?" "Yes, it was a chance meeting, just a brief greeting." "That’s good enough. I was wondering how to get those two to meet." "They’re both such prideful types, aren’t they?" "Haha! Still, Diana seemed quite well-mannered. Has she matured a bit?" Circe and I talked about various things while working together. Some of it was official business related to the estate. I also asked about magic or received teachings. Other times, it was very personal, like how delicious a dessert was. Circe is so busy that we rarely get to meet during work hours. But working together like this has given us plenty of time to talk. "Your magic skills are improving day by day. You’re working hard, aren’t you?" "I want to become a good mage as quickly as possible." The environment here is perfect for learning magic. The witches are all magical geniuses. Their lives are deeply intertwined with magic as well. ’Just looking around, you can see the principles of magic everywhere.’ Horseless carriages powered by mana roam the streets. Dragon soldiers farm around the clock. Living in such a place, you can’t help but get accustomed to magic. It’s no wonder they say the environment matters. "Thanks to your help, work’s been going faster, and I’ve got some breathing room. Thank you." "They say even a cat’s paw is useful when you’re busy." "Haha! That’s a pretty big cat’s paw, though." Circe chuckled as if she found it amusing. Her smile was so beautiful that I didn’t feel tired at all. Helping with work is partly to increase my influence. But a big part is also to spend more time with Circe. ’I’d love to set aside a few days just to have sex with the girls.’ Or maybe go on a trip to a deserted island together. Lining up those beauties in swimsuits would be thrilling. For now, though, that’s just a dream. "By the way, Circe, your outfit today is especially pretty." "Huh? I-Is it?" Circe smiled as she handed me some documents. But she seemed a bit embarrassed, her expression slightly awkward. She even fiddled with her hair nervously. "It’s not just pretty—it’s super sexy. It suits you perfectly, Circe." Circe was wearing a white dress shirt with a tight H-line skirt. Paired with dark stockings. It could pass for a typical office worker’s outfit, but maybe it couldn’t fully contain Circe’s voluptuous figure. Her large breasts were emphasized, and you could faintly see her black bra. "It... feels a bit bolder than usual... but I heard this is trendy among the younger crowd." "Now that you mention it, Medea’s been wearing suits like that a lot lately too." "Suits give off a vibe of being more focused on work. For witches, they also feel more refined than traditional attire." Come to think of it, Medea’s been wearing suits instead of her maid outfit lately. I wondered if it was a change of heart, but maybe it’s just the trend. "Anyway, it looks amazing on you. It’s totally my taste too." "Uh, ahem! Ahem! Thanks." A sexy dress that shows off her curves is great, but this outfit, highlighting her breasts and hips, has its own charm. It’s like fucking a kind, beautiful female boss at the office. ’If Circe were my boss, I’d look forward to work every day.’ Being able to work while looking at those breasts and hips. At that level, I’d give up my vacation to show up at the office. Of course, I can do more than just look—I can grope and suck them too. "A-Anyway, let’s get to work. There’s still stuff to do." "Sounds good." I sat back down and resumed handling documents. While doing so, I kept sneaking glances at Circe’s breasts. "Ugh..." She seemed to notice, her face flushing red. But as if she didn’t mind the attention, she subtly showed off her breasts and bra. ’Too shy to be overt, so she’s teasing me subtly? That’s cute.’ Those massive breasts, igniting a man’s desire. Seeing them on the desk made my cock hard on its own. ’I was already planning to, but I definitely need to fuck her.’ We continued working while having cheerful conversations. Soon, the urgent tasks were done for now. "Phew~ That’s pretty clean. Shall we take a break?" "Sure." As soon as Circe finished speaking, I stood up. Then I lightly kissed her lips. Smack. "...!" Was the sudden intimacy surprising? Despite all the things we’ve done, Circe’s face turned slightly red. "...When I said take a break, I didn’t mean like that." "So you don’t like it?" "Well... it’s not that..." Smirking, I kissed her again. If the last one was a peck, this was a real kiss, tongues entwined. "Mmm... Haa... Slurp!" As a couple, we kiss all the time. In the bedroom, when no one’s watching. Even in front of others, we’ve had light pecks plenty of times. "Hng... Haa... Mmm..." Thanks to that, Circe’s completely used to kissing. No, not just used to it—she’s damn good at it. She matches my tongue’s movements, rubbing hers against mine. Sometimes she sucks my lips, craving love. She’s been completely molded to my tastes. Her kissing habits, her sex habits—all shaped by me. "Haa... Karl..." Before we knew it, we were standing. I naturally led Circe to the sofa. "Aahhhng!" I reached out and grabbed her breasts. Her large, soft breasts, felt even through the fabric. As I touched them, Circe’s shoulders trembled slightly. Her body, used to my touch, was already preparing to receive pleasure. "We’re in the office... what if someone walks in..." "That’s what makes it fun. This isn’t our first time, you know." Circe and I have fucked in all sorts of places. In the forest, on the streets, in hallways, in the library. Whenever there’s a chance, I fuck Circe. If she refuses, I melt her with pleasure, making her spread her legs half-forced. There’ve been plenty of times we almost got caught. Now, when I spank her ass, Circe instinctively grabs the wall and offers her pussy like a well-trained female. "It’s thrilling because it’s risky, right?" "Hng... Pervert... My husband’s such a pervert...♥" Circe no longer resists my tastes. Instead, her dreamy, love-filled eyes tempt me to ravish her. ’I made her like this, but damn, I got myself a fine wife.’