After some consideration, Anya determined what route she would take to seduce Conrad. Upon arriving back at the farmhouse, she spent the rest of the day behaving as normal. She claimed that Jess’s upset the day before had been due to irritation from her diapers, which the cream from the witch resolved. Jess truly was on her best behavior the entire day, acting in the precise way Anya wished. Throughout the day, Anya would toss a glance in Conrad’s direction. This would plant the seed in his mind.
Once the children were asleep in the nursery and everyone else in the house had retreated to their rooms, Anya snuck from the nursery. She crept down the hall to Conrad’s room. She slowly pushed the door open. Conrad sat on his bed in the process of disrobing for sleep. He looked up at her in shock.
“Anya?” he asked. Anya stepped inside and closed the door behind her. “What is it?”
“We are both recently widowed,” Anya said, using her claim of being wed to a member of the Prince’s Guard. “I think we could both use some connection and closeness to counter our grief.”
“…What do you mean?” Conrad asked. Anya walked over to him. She sat on his lap.
“I am not blind. I have noticed the looks you give me,” she purred in his ear. Underneath her, she could feel his manhood beginning to harden. She bared her breasts. She had always had a large bust, but now that she was nursing, it was even bigger. Conrad was allured by her perfect breasts. He squeezed them tentatively. Anya let out a seductive moan. Conrad’s manhood became harder. But he wasn’t fully erect yet.
Anya lowered her mouth onto Conrad’s, kissing him deeply. She gyrated against him, pressing her breasts against him in the same way she would to get Prince Jasper’s attention. Finally, Conrad’s manhood had risen to its full height. Anya pulled off her nightgown and laid on Conrad’s bed, fully nude. Conrad needed no further invitation. He removed his trousers, revealing his manhood. It was smaller than the Prince’s, but hopefully he would use it well. If not, Anya was skilled enough to make this fun for them both.
Conrad mounted Anya, sliding his manhood into her womanhood. Anya let out a cry of delight. Oh, how she had missed this! She began to buck her hips, bringing Conrad even deeper into her. Conrad moaned happily. Anya grabbed his face and pulled him in to kiss him again. They kissed each other deeply as Conrad continued to thrust into Anya. He was not as skilled as the Prince, but Anya was able to counter his lack of talent with her own immense experience.
It took a surprisingly short amount of time for Conrad to come. He did so with a loud grunt, shooting his seed deep into Anya. The moment he came, Anya felt her magic come rushing back to her. She only had a moment of elation for the return of her magic before she came as well. Anya let out a moan of ecstasy, thrilled to finally orgasm after so long. Conrad shot his seed into her a few more times before removing himself from her. Anya lay on the bed, panting. After a few minutes, however, cries sounded from the nursery. Anya got up and slid on her nightgown once more. Conrad smiled at her.
“Can I expect a visit from you again tomorrow night?” he asked. Anya kissed him on the cheek.
“We shall see. Thank you.”
“No, Anya. Thank you,” Conrad said firmly. Anya smiled. She got up and returned to the nursery. Jasper was the one crying. His cries had awoken all the children other than Jess. Anya sighed in relief that the cream from Lucille worked so well on the former Prince. As she brought Jasper to her breast for a late-night nursing session, she cautiously probed how her stores of magic felt now. While she would love to continue having sex with Conrad, she didn’t want to hurt Jess, so if her magic felt strong, she would avoid sleeping with him again. But if her magic was very weak, she should probably continue making love with Conrad until her stores were back to normal.