The Duchess Rosenberg was taking a shower.
The week had been very hard for her.
There were sad moments and others that made her cry with happiness.
The main one of all was that her house had finally regained the prestige it once had.
The debts are paid.
They also recovered their territory.
They just had to work hard to return to what they once were.
She lathered her body with expensive foam that the palace gave to the Rosenberg Household.
There were many gifts from them for the problems caused by the former third prince, defeating a threat that approached the capital, and her daughter's engagement to the future duke.
She was so happy that she couldn't resist taking a shower.
The soap covered every corner of her mature body.
For a woman of 40 years old, her figure was slender and well-formed.
Her thighs were fleshy, and her butt was firm and soft.
Her enormous breasts were equally firm, and her long hair covered the middle part of her chest.
After turning off the shower tap, she covered herself with a towel to enter the large bathtub of her mansion.
The moves from her small mansion to a larger one in her territory began immediately.
Her daughters went immediately to see the house.
She stayed because she had to pack personal things.
Also to secretly discard them.
They were items like photo albums, diaries about her life at home, and mainly, her wedding ring.
Once she thought her husband would return to clarify everything and thus live together once more.
She belonged to a low-ranking noble family that was affiliated with the duke's house.
Because she was very beautiful as a young girl, they engaged her to the future head of the house.
She had never been in love, but she was happy. Her husband was a kind and gentle man.
He respected her and always took her for walks until she became pregnant.
One day, that ended, and only misfortunes and tears occurred in their lives.
She had to sell a large part of her family's territory to pay an impossible debt.
But a while later, a light appeared at her door. It was Razel, her future son-in-law.
She was happy that the duke's house was in the hands of someone who risked himself for them and granted them happiness by paying their debt and making her daughter happy.
For that reason, she wanted to have a private conversation with him.
Razel was inside the bath.
She knew this because he had been training until recently.
Night fell, and the servants were resting to get up early for the move.
Once he entered the large bath, she entered the shower to rinse her body first.
She opened the door and greeted him.
"Good evening."
"?!"
Razel turned around, very astonished and scared by his future mother-in-law, who entered without warning.
Her body, damp from the water, gave a touch of freshness to her usual appearance.
The towel covering her body wasn't small, but her body was voluminous, so it seemed very small.
Her hair was gathered with a hair clip.
She approached and said.
"Let me wash your back."
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After Razel left the large bath, he sat on a small stool to wash his body.
This was a Japanese custom, so it wasn't strange that they inserted it into the game.
Barbara squatted down and began to scrub his back in a very motherly way.
"It may seem very embarrassing, but something like this is normal in a noble family. Didn't your parents do it?"
"... No. Never."
Barbara had met Razel's parents on the same day as the engagement.
They were pleasant and wonderful people. She became friends with her son-in-law's mother instantly, and her husband was a respectable gentleman.
She felt a little sad to see a husband who loved his family and was there to take care of them.
Eli and Lily were officially introduced as Razel's girlfriends.
Razel's mom looked at him in a dangerous way, as if saying. Two girls? I can understand Elize-chan, but two girls? Boys these days are so greedy; you're lucky they're wonderful, because if not...
With those harsh words, Barbara laughed upon meeting her new family.
"Yesterday was a wonderful day. There are no words to express how grateful I am to you."
Suddenly, her hands stopped. Her head bowed a little, and her cheeks turned red.
"That's why... it's very terrible of me to say this, but..."
Razel, without turning to look, listened to every word that came from her mouth.
"Can you refrain from doing 'that' while you are still young?"
"That?" Asked Razel.
Barbara looked very embarrassed to give more details.
"I... yesterday I saw you. The three of you doing things that children shouldn't do yet. Even if you are legally adults, you are still children, that's why..."
Razel turned a little to ask curiously.
"How do you know we did it?"
Barbara turned redder.
"T-That room where you stayed is generally used for the lord of the house to bring his lovers. There's a large frame that covers almost an entire wall; that frame is actually a mirror."
"The room was built with spells that prevent smells and sounds from leaving that place. But it's a normal room found in a noble's house. It's generally used to ensure..."
"Ensure what?"
She turned her face away from Razel's, who was now looking at her.
"There's an unwritten law among nobles. To be more precise, among men. That law says that the future head of the house must have an experience with an experienced woman. It would be embarrassing if his first time with his wife was as an inexperienced person. That woman would teach him the secrets of pleasing his partner... my husband also used it."
Memories came to her mind.
There were many times and many nights, where she had to observe through that window as her husband had carnal acts with various women.
The reason for that was because he no longer wished to touch her.
She never knew what happened, whether he disliked her body or found her ugly.
But over time, Barbara's sexual desire died until it was shattered.
She watched her husband to ensure that the woman he brought home fulfilled her duties and wasn't an assassin.
Stress in the head of a house is very normal. That's why these rooms serve that purpose. To relieve stress multiple times.
Barbara watched with dead fish eyes what was happening through that window.
One day, to be exact yesterday.
She returned to that room.
It was only to say goodbye.
Even if it wasn't the same room as her old mansion, it was a room for the same purpose.
Before leaving, she saw Razel lying on the bed; she laughed a little because she didn't know the servants had placed him here.
She wanted to scare him and knock on the wall, but at that moment.
"Huh?"
She observed her two daughters entering with very sensual lingerie into her boyfriend's room.
A short time passed, and Barbara watched both her biological and adopted daughter become women.
She sat for hours in that chair watching, listening, and smelling something that children shouldn't be doing.
"That's why, if you want to do that, ask me for help. Oh, of course I'm not talking about myself; I'm very old. I'm talking about asking me to help you find not-terrible women so you can have fun; don't worry. They will never know what happened—"
"Why do you imply that I wouldn't choose you?"
Barbara's smile suddenly cut off.
"... Huh?"
Razel approached Barbara; she stepped back a little.
"Sorry, I didn't hear you; what did you say?" She said, hoping she had misheard.
"Why do you imply that I wouldn't choose you as a woman to satisfy my desires?"
Hearing her future son-in-law clearly say unimaginable words, she stood up.
"Razel-kun, for a joke, it's not funny!"
Razel stood up; the towel covering his private parts fell.
Barbara immediately averted her gaze.
But one of her eyes wavered a lot.
She didn't realize in time that Razel was hugging her very tightly.
"...!"
Barbara tried slightly to free herself from his grip, but feeling contact with a man, with someone who said he desired her, she didn't bother much to do so.
Razel was shorter than her, but his head reached exactly her chest.
His face was buried in them.
She felt a tingle.
Lifting his head from between those ripe fruits, he told her.
"Ma'am— no, Barbara." Being called by her name in a very manly and confident way, her legs began to weaken.
"You said that not because you were worried that your daughters would get pregnant early. You said it because you were jealous, isn't that right?"
Her eyes opened, and a liquid began to fall to the floor.
"I already felt your presence in that room, but I couldn't identify you. I was about to go to that opposite room before having fun with my girlfriends when I felt that presence touching itself."
She didn't know what to answer.
"Even at the ceremony when I kissed Eli and when we were sitting eating together. I could feel your gaze, not towards me, but towards her, your daughter. You were envying that your daughter had a man, weren't you?"
Her hair now covered her face.
He was right.
Razel's words were correct, as she herself denied it.
As a mother, she was happy that her daughter was happy.
But as a woman...
I am very jealous.
I suffered so much with a bastard who ruined our family. A debt that often left us unable to eat properly or pay our servants.
Many nights I cried alone, hoping it was a dream, but upon waking, it was still the same living nightmare.
There were many times when I planned to run away with my daughter... but what could I do? I was never prepared for anything other than being the wife of a duke. I didn't have a high education, so what job could I do?
The fear of having to sell my body for a plate of food was horrible.
I am truly happy that all that torment is gone, but...
Barbara clenched her teeth, and then her face turned towards Razel to shout at him.
"That's right, I am a very horrible woman and a terrible mother! I am jealous of my daughter because her future husband is a man who loves her and will never leave her! She even got a best friend who will be her sister! I had no friends or anyone by my side; servants are different! I spent many nights alone suffering!"
Her eyes began to shed tears.
She collapsed, and Razel hugged her.
The hug was very affectionate.
She could feel something touching her stomach.
That made her face turn red, and she smiled without realizing it.
"It's okay. Something like that won't happen again. You two will never feel that way again; I will protect this house and all of you. Since..."
Razel's mouth approached Barbara's ear.
She heard words that her ex-husband never told her.
"I will take care of my women. Of each one of them."
Her eyes moistened to the point that she didn't realize she loosened her towel with her hands.
Her naked body was exposed.
As if it were some kind of genetic order.
She lay down on the floor in a position where her exuberant body was exposed.
"Does this old woman attract you?"
"A lot. And you're not old; you're still young."
Barbara watched a rod rise.
She became happy to see that her charm and sexual desire hadn't died.
"They can't find out about this. I can be a secret lover."
"I would like you to be a concubine, but I'm sure those two would beat me up."
"But, I'm also your mother-in-law. If... a miracle happens and my womb grows. What would you do?"
As if she were a virgin, her eyes still showed innocence and purity.
"I would accept all the punishment from those two. At the same time, didn't you say you wanted to see several children playing in the garden?"
A future of her daughters and grandchildren in the front garden came to her mind. In that image, she was also there.
She was sitting reading a children's book.
Her womb would grow, and she would rub it while watching her family grow.
That made Barbara open her legs and stretch out her arms to grab Razel.
"Yes. If you are willing to go that far... the Rosenberg Household would be full of many children. But, your priority would be me. I'm already old, unlike them. I don't know when the last time I could give birth would be."
What she said was a lie. In reality, she just wanted to be the first to end up with her womb growing.
The satisfaction of being the number one woman is something that will always happen in harems.
Razel approached.
Their bodies were together.
She closed her eyes as they brought their lips together.
Their hands intertwined and then...
"My love ❤!"
Barbara became Razel's second lover. The first was Amy.
Razel's harem was growing well. And now, he had all the women of the Rosenberg Household by his side.
The prominent future of this family is progressing well.