Written by: PervySageChuck
Based on a true story...
Enri and Nfirea Bareare had been blessed with a long and happy life together. They had even had their natural lifespans extended by the grace and magic of their Lord and Savior, King Ainz of the Sorcerous Kingdom. They had seen their children, their grandchildren and even their great-grandchildren grow up strong and healthy as they developed their individual lives of success as agents of Nazarick's highly successful merchant guild which became known throughout the land as the fairest and most reliable source of magical goods available.
But at last, even Enri and Enfi were reaching the limit of their lifespans and Enfi became depressed as his dear wife, Enri, grew weak and sick with the inevitable effects of advanced age.
In desperation, the aged Enfi took his ailing wife to the Great Tomb of Nazarick to plead with King Ainz to see if anything could be done for her.
Ainz, who had grown to love the two of them as if they were his own children, sadly told Enfi that he had already done everything possible to keep them alive and while Enri rested in a comfortable bed in one of the rooms belonging to one of Lord Ainz' former companions, Ainz gave Enfi the bad news that his wife had no more than a half hour to live.
"We shall wait outside the room while you spend her last moments alive with just the two of you alone," said Ainz, who then ushered Enfi into the room, closing the door behind him to give the two their privacy.
Enfi walked over to the bed and said, "My dear, beloved Enri... Is there anything that I can do for you?"
Enri weakly answered, "There is ONE thing that I would like to ask of you, but I've been afraid to ask it over all of these past wonderful years that I have had with you, my love."
"Ask me, my beloved!" said Enfi. "You know that I would do anything for you."
"Well, I have always wanted you to make love to me with your tongue, but have always been afraid to ask, for fear that you would have a bad impression of me."
"That's ridiculous! I have always wanted to do that for you, but was always afraid that you would consider me to be a depraved pervert for wishing to do that for you! Of course I will be more than happy to do that for you!"
And with that, Enfi got on the bed and buried his aged and wrinkled face in between his elderly wife's legs and proceeded to pleasure her as she had never been pleasured before!
After about twenty minutes of this, Enri's moans of pleasure reached a climax and with a tremendous scream of ecstasy, she suddenly jumped up out of the bed and started singing and dancing in the room.
Hearing the commotion and fearing that Enri had finally passed away, Ainz and his medical cleric ran into the room to see Enri singing and dancing with a huge smile on her face and after a quick examination, the cleric proclaimed with an amazed voice, "She is cured! She is going to live and NOT die! It is a TRUE MIRACLE!"
Ainz was very happy and looked around for Enfi to congratulate him, but discovered Enfi sitting in a corner of the room, crying with a look of abject misery on his face.
"Why are you crying, Enfi?" asked Ainz. "Your wife is cured and is going to live. Aren't you happy about that?"
Enfi sniffed back a sob and wiped the tears streaming down his face and replied...
"I could have saved Grandma Lizzie!"