Fruition of Immorality

It’s been 8 years since their marriage, but Beatrice has never even been pregnant because her husband refuses to have children. Instead of pointing fingers at her promiscuous husband who constantly has affairs, people mock Beatrice, calling her barren. Isolated and alone in the mansion, Beatrice barely endures, bearing the loneliness day after day.

One day, Alessandro, her husband’s younger brother and the only warmth in her desolate married life, comes to visit. Alessandro, whom she hasn’t seen in a long time, has grown into a complete man. Greeting him awkwardly, Beatrice feels a strange tension. Late that night, she accidentally overhears Alessandro masturbating while calling her name. The shock was momentary. She found a way to escape the fear that had tormented her for so long.

“Alessandro. I want a child.”

On a night her husband was away, Beatrice seduced her husband’s younger brother.

“You’re a good boy, aren’t you? You’ll help your sister, won’t you?”

“…Didn’t I tell you before that I’d grant any request my sister-in-law makes?”

“So you mean…”

“I’ll do as you wish. Here,” Alessandro placed his hand on Beatrice’s lower abdomen and slowly rubbed it. “I’ll ram my dick in and pour my seed until it overflows.”

And so, at last, she had what she desired.