Six ripe, delicious, and—to say the least—appetizing fruits were what Takashi enjoyed in his new life. Suddenly, dismissal had smiled upon him when one door closed.
Whether it was a twist of fate or a much grander plan, that thing they call luck or the power of some invisible higher entity.
Life is good, but it can be better, or in some cases, take a turn for the worse. But how could it possibly get worse? It was about to happen when, under the shade of a gazebo in the suburban park where Kiriko and Yukka lived, these two women were gathered with Yuriko Takagi for what was meant to be a friendly get-together among chats, laughter, and refreshing drinks.
"It's been so long since we've met up like this," Yuriko said after reuniting with the two following her secret visits to her young lover.
She had remembered two good friends she'd made when she met Takashi's mother, friends who lived in her neighborhood. "You have no idea how much I've missed you both."
"It hasn't been the same since Mrs. Komuro left," Kiriko remarked.
Mrs. Komuro, Takashi's mother, was the woman for whom this quartet of friends had been reduced to three. Gathered once more, they kept the place of Takashi's mother reserved at that four-seat table beneath the gazebo, in respect for that good woman who had brought them together as friends.
All three looked at that empty spot and remembered the fine woman they had known—that raven-haired woman with long, straight hair, a beautiful body just like the other three present, wearing fashionable clothes though she was never overly flashy in her attire. Had she still been alive, Takashi would still have harbored the passion he had developed to this day; only his own mother would have been his first target.
"I know. I still can't believe Lady Takagi stays as radiant as when we first met," Kiriko joked.
"Right. You were afraid I'd end up seducing your husband," Yuriko exclaimed, recalling those days.
"How could I not? Yuriko-chan always likes dressing so gallantly and showing off her cleavage," Yukka chimed in this time.
'How it was that this other woman was part of this group of friends, perhaps someday I'll recount it.'
Even on this occasion, gathered together and despite wearing more casual clothes, Yuriko still flaunted her cleavage with a bra underneath that accentuated it.
"You know it's not on purpose. It's the price I have to pay for being married to a high-society man," she said with a hint of embarrassment.
She didn't like always showing off her body, but as Souichirou's wife, she had to display elegance before visitors and others who knew her husband. "Girls, you're all just as attractive. You have nothing to worry about."
A few laughs were heard from these women gathered together while children from unknown families played in the park's play areas. However, similar friendly laughter was taking place elsewhere in Tokonosu, at the outdoor table of a café where three Fujimi teachers had met up to chat away from the academy on this unexpected free day called Friday.
"What do you think of the academy, Rika-chan?" her blonde friend Shizuka asked.
"It's better than I thought. It's more relaxing being there than on base," the tanned P.E. teacher replied contentedly, a glass of iced tea in hand.
"What would make a soldier trade her lifestyle for a different one, Minami-san?" asked Hayashi, the other of the three teachers gathered there.
"Many things. The atmosphere, the routine—in my case, the men," the tanned woman remarked bluntly, which raised questions in the other two teachers.
"I'll be honest. I like them young."
Meanwhile, with Yuriko and her friends, an uncomfortable conversation would soon turn the tables.
"Did any of you catch the finale of 'Millennium Love'?" the Takagi wife asked.
"Of course," Yukka replied. "Its ending was beautiful." Whatever this series was and whatever it was about, she and Kiriko had each watched it from their respective homes.
"Would you mind telling me about it? I missed it." This surprised the other two accompanying her, but they supposed it was normal coming from a high-class woman like her.
"I guess the high life ruins your schedule, huh, Yuriko?" the Miyamoto woman teased.
"Something like that. I can tell you about it." She grew nervous, but she needed to tell someone her secret, or it would end up consuming her.
"The truth is, I'm seeing someone."
"What? What are you talking about?" Both asked, bewildered. "What are you talking about, Yuriko-chan?" Maresato asked. "You have a lover?"
"Don't say it so loud," Takagi exclaimed fearfully.
"You? The great Lady Takagi is having an affair?" Kiriko was as incredulous as she was astonished.
"Who is he?" She was interested in knowing.
"He's... a boy I know," she replied with embarrassment.
"The truth is, I never thought he'd be attracted to me." She gave no major details; she only told them how it happened that she allowed herself to fall for him, and why.
The fact that her husband had rejected her on a night following the mistaken encounter with Komuro led Yuriko to fall into her desires for the dark-haired boy.
"He's very lustful. I suppose because he's still young. Whenever I meet up with him, he likes me to wear nothing but an apron."
It was exactly that. It was the last encounter between Yuriko and her young lover, whose name she still kept hidden:
"Wait, Takashi-kun... Haaa!" Yuriko was leaning against the kitchen counter in Komuro's house, once again wearing nothing but a white apron with nothing else covering her figure.
Behind the woman, Takashi was devouring Takagi's pussy, his face buried in the MILF's ass and his tongue licking the lips of her vagina. "Your tongue~ you're very skilled with your tongue... in this position, I can even feel your breath entering through my ass." Lucky for the boy that the woman had cleaned herself there before this.
"Your pussy has a very addictive flavor, Yuriko-san," Komuro said, seeing that Yuriko was ready for a new session of immoral sex.
"You must call me Oka-san, Takashi. Oka-san. How can you be so active again..." Komuro's tongue on her ass and cunt was powerful. "No, give me a breather!!"
"You know, I see you more as a beautiful woman than as a mother. When I see Yuriko-san wearing an apron, it's enough to excite me over and over again." He revealed one of his fetishes.
"Really?" Yuriko teased.
"Then, would you mind if we played a little game?" She whispered into Takashi's ear a small erotic fantasy she wanted to fulfill, thanks to the sexual drive her young lover brought with him.
In the living room, on the coffee table, Yuriko was once again with that apron over her body while she lay on the wooden furniture, blindfolded and with her hands tied behind her back.
"Haaa~ Takashi-kun, your tongue is the best." She couldn't stop being caressed by the high school boy's mouth.
"You look so sexy like this." Komuro kept licking her pussy, and the juices flowed out every moment he pampered the woman, but soon things changed, and it was his fingers moving inside Takagi's pussy.
Lewd sounds were produced by the splashing of her vaginal fluids upon contact with Takashi's fingers. "Can you hear them, Yuriko-san? The sound of your perverted juices?"
"You move your fingers so aggressively, Takashi-kun." Takagi's legs contorted from lust.
"I can't take it anymore... I want you to put it in."
"Put what in, Yuriko-san?" He asked with feigned innocence—or diabolical intent.
"Takashi-kun, please... I want you to put your mighty cock in, please!!!" She turned pleading.
"How do you say it before eating, Yuriko-san?"
"Itadakimasu... Nya!"
She let out a moan like a cat in heat. Her pussy was so wet that in a single motion, Takashi managed to bury his dick all the way to the deepest part of her delicious pussy.
Quick and concise were the thrusts of the boy's pelvis against Yuriko's MILF pussy.
To be continued…
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