Sword Art Online: Cucking is Legal

It wasn't her outfit that made him so aroused - even though she appeared exceptionally fashionable as usual in a loose knit sweater, practical tartan skirt, stockings, and leather ankle boots, but rather her company.

A man he had never encountered before had his strong arm around her shoulder while he embraced his fiancée against his wide chest.

The man possessed light brown skin and was undeniably quite attractive - he presumed he was of South American descent.

He sported elegantly tousled brown hair, a dazzling smile with flawless teeth, and was clad in a snug shirt and jeans combination that showcased his well-defined physique clearly.

Kazuto observed everything at once. His gaze was intensely fixed on the man's arm resting on Asuna's shoulder, or rather, on his hand.

It was difficult for the others in the room to see due to the angle and Asuna's oversized sweater, yet he was clearly fondling his gorgeous fiancée's generous breast.

Rather than feeling irritated or hurt, Asuna gazed up at him with a bashful, but enthusiastic smile.

He couldn't hold the man responsible. Asuna radiated an air of elegance and refinement.

She never dressed up or openly showcased her beauty, but there was little she could do to conceal her impressive chest that had developed in her late teens - much to Kazuto's delight.

Asuna had revealed to him that most of her partners consistently devoted a substantial amount of time adoring her breasts, to the extent that it was a guaranteed method to excite her.

There was an irresistible allure in her mix of unreachable, timeless beauty paired with her seductive physique that drove men crazy.

With trembling hands, he dialed Rika's number, but the call was immediately dropped.

Just as he was about to make another call, questioning if there had been a mistake, he got another message from her phone.

'No contacting, no meddling. This is a gift from Asuna to you. She understands how intense you become when she discusses her partners.

She believed you would value a seat in the front row! Simply relax and have fun! Ψ(｀▽´)Ψ'

Kazuto felt his member pulsate as he read the message. There was no chance he could return to work now.

Glancing around the poorly illuminated office again, he concluded he had completed enough overtime for the night and gathered his belongings.

He sensed his phone chime once more, yet with an extraordinary resolve, he disregarded it. He planned to set his phone to silent mode until he reached his apartment, where he could privately enjoy Rika and Asuna's birthday gift.

Kazuto arrived home in an unprecedented time. His suit was tossed off his body and landed in a disorganized pile in the corner.

With trembling hands full of excitement, he plopped onto his couch and opened his messaging app on the large TV screen.

He received six messages.

Six.

"Oh my god," he mused, struggling to contain his twisted delight. He couldn't understand why the idea of watching his fiancée with another man excited him so intensely.

It definitely wasn't a self-esteem issue or a humiliation fetish; he was a fantastic lover to both Asuna and his other partners, and he had no reason to feel physically inferior to any man.

If he was genuinely truthful with himself, it likely had much to do with the idea of someone as kind, caring, and so evidently 'posh' as Asuna behaving provocatively that excited him.

The forbidden aspect of it is what made it so exciting for him.

And the idea that the stunning, promiscuous, 'too-perfect-for-him' - as her father stated - image of flawlessness actually belonged to him.

With increasing excitement that risked becoming overwhelming, he opened the first missed message. A different image.

The gathering remained in the private space of the karaoke bar, but Asuna and her latest love interest were lost in their own realm in the corner, with only Rika noticing them as they kissed fervently.

Asuna's face was flushed, and the man had one hand caught in her long braid while the other caressed her large breast.

Kazuto absorbed every aspect of the image as though it held the essence of existence. Even though he desired to, he refrained from touching his rigid cock, aware that it would be a lengthy night and wanting to extend the pleasure for as long as he could…

Reviewing the time-stamps, the subsequent message arrived nearly ten minutes later, whereas the initial two were merely a minute apart.

The following image was in a dimly lit room. 'Perhaps a bar?' he considered as he noticed Asuna and the man in the corner overlooked by the other customers.

The man embraced Asuna, her back to Rika, as they continued their kissing session from the karaoke bar.

On this occasion, the man positioned his hands beneath her knee-length skirt and was fondling - perhaps massaging, he pondered - her soft backside.

This angle, featuring them standing rather than sitting like previously, truly emphasized how the man overshadowed Asuna in size.

Asuna stood at a decent height of five foot six inches, so the necessity for her to rise on her toes and arch her neck to reach his lips emphasized just how tall he was.

This image arrived with additional remarks from the cheeky Rika.