Tale of a Hedonistic wizard

When Megan was in the middle of experiencing intense pleasure from Jaegar, the soud of doorbell disturbed her. She groaned and reluctantly moved away from Jaegar.

Megan stood up, and she said to him, "Just a second, and don't you dare put that cock away unless I say so."

"Wait upstairs until I deal with whoever that is,"

Jaegar chuckled and said, "Okay." He stuffed his still hard cock, went upstairs, stopped on the steps to wait and see who it was.

She emphasized as she dropped her skirt down and adjusted her bra and then buttoned her blouse, trying to sash angrily. There was another knock, then Megan said in a loud tone, "I'm coming, I'm coming,"

"but I didn't," said Jaegar from the steps, muttered. He was annoyed that he was interrupted just when he had his moment with her.

Megan walked to the door and opened and was surprised to see, "Francesca?" Her sister standing at her doorstep, staring at her with narrowed eyes.

Francesca's initial surprise quickly transformed into suspicion as she regarded Megan's dishevelled appearance. "Megan, what's happening? Why do you seem so flustered?" She inquired, her voice laced with concern.

Jaegar, catching Megan's name, descended a few steps to eavesdrop on their conversation.

Megan chuckled nervously, casting a furtive glance around the room. "Oh, it's nothing. I was just in the middle of something and didn't have time to properly prepare. What brings you here?"

That Something Megan mentioned caught Francesca's mind, she didn't probe further.

"I thought it had been a while since I last visited, so I thought I would drop by and say hi to my sister, but you seem bothered." Megan sighed, her shoulders slumping. "Well, you caught me at a bad time. I've been feeling overwhelmed with work lately, and it's been hard to keep up."

"And I am not bothered or anything."

She motioned for Francesca to step in to the hallway. "I'll be right back. You wait here; I'm not finished getting ready yet."

As Megan hurriedly ascended the stairs, her sister watched with a puzzled frown.

Once she had disappeared, Jaegar followed her into the room. Megan turned to him, her expression anxious.

"Honey, could you do me a favour?" she implored.

Jaegar nodded, his curiosity piqued. "Of course, tell me."

Megan sighed with relief and said, "Please remain quiet until I return, and don't come out. I don't want my sister to find out about this, not right now."

Jaegar nodded again, reassuring her and telling her to relax. She was really anxious about what Francesca found about her. "It's okay, don't worry about it much."

After she left the room, Jaegar stealthily departed through the window, making his way back to his own home through the backyard. He got into his house, drank water, and sat in the kitchen for a moment.

His primary objective was to meet Francesca, so after a brief interval, he returned to Megan's house.

He rang the doorbell, and Megan answered, clearly surprised.

"Jaegar, you're here... How?" she stammered.

Jaegar just smiled. "I sneaked out."

He looked towards the hall and said, "Now, can I have a quick word with your sister?" He stepped inside as Megan stood aside, leading him to the hall where Francesca was seated.

She saw him, startled, her body trembled sightly, seeing his smile. For a second, his image of that day flashed in her mind.

"We meet again," Jaegar greeted her.

Francesca stood up, a faint smile on her lips as she replied, "Yes, indeed..."

"Can I talk to you for a minute, in private?" he inquired, turning towards Megan. "It's related to her work, Megan, if you don't mind."

Beads of sweat formed on Francesca's forehead as Jaegar's request hung in the air.

Megan's expression was clouded with confusion, but seeing Francesca's nod of agreement, she reluctantly walked into the kitchen.

She couldn't figure out why Jaegar needed a private conversation with her sister. Could he be making advances on her too? Megan wondered. He said work, what could he possibly talk to her about?

In the hall, Francesca inhaled deeply, feeling the fresh air calm her nerves. She turned to Jaegar and asked, "What do you want to talk about?"

Jaegar advanced slowly towards the couch where she stood. "I heard that you are taking children away again," he emphasised in the last part.

Frowning, Francesca responded, "Who told you?"

"Wait," she paused, deciding it wasn't crucial. "no, we stopped doing it from that day onwards. We've arranged care centres for them and are only guiding them. We aren't harming any children." She felt the need to explain herself to him, although she wasn't sure why.

Under his unwavering gaze, she suddenly felt like prey, vulnerable to his scrutiny.

His gaze still locked onto her, Jaegar inquired, "Is what you say true?"

Francesca nodded firmly. She was well aware that lying would be unwise.

Jaegar had made his intentions and warnings quite clear, and provoking him was not on their agenda, at least not now.

She watched as Jaegar walked to the kitchen and brought Megan into the conversation. Megan asked, "Jaegar, why did you want to speak with her so urgently?"

Jaegar quickly conjured an excuse, "Oh, nothing much. Just something related to novoyants, the latest sensation. You mentioned she was working for the government, so I wanted to know more about them."

Megan proceeded to share her views on the recent commotion, and the three of them sat in the hall, engaging in conversation. Eventually, Francesca stood up and said, "I have to go, but I'll drop by later, Megan."

Megan looked perplexed by her sudden departure. After Francesca left, they waited in silence.

Jaegar then turned to Megan and said, "Shall we get back to where we left off?"

"I was cockblocked by your sister, I hope you make it up."

Megan grinned, and they both made their way upstairs.

Francesca stood outside her car, her nerves refusing to settle and a lingering unease in her mind. She couldn't quite fathom why Jaegar's conversation had affected her this way. Her trembling hands drew her attention. she let out a sigh and got in her car and the driver drove the car away.