I can't get enough of this mom's ass in tight pants.

I tried to have as much contact with people outside as possible. If I stayed at home all the time, I wouldn't have a chance to interact with men. One thing I did was to help supervise schoolchildren at the crosswalk in the morning.

"You don't have to do that, ma'am," the housekeeper advised me, but I decided to be an active participant. It was only 30 minutes each morning, but seeing the children's energy lifted my spirits and made me feel good.

One day, a young man who looked like a college student greeted me with a cheerful "Good morning" and crossed the street with the children.

At that moment I thought he looked familiar. Who was he? After a short pause, I realized that he resembled a member of my high school choir, Takamura Waka, who was two years younger than me.

Could he be Waka-chan's younger brother?

At the same time, I felt a deep pain, an intense whirlpool of longing. Ever since I got married, I had been satisfying myself by masturbating, but that wasn't enough anymore.

I wanted to be with a man.

I wanted to be held tightly...to feel him release deep inside me. The sensation of hot fluid pouring into my womb remained vivid in my memory. Deep inside, I longed for a man like that again.

This college guy... could he be the one?

I found myself fantasizing about him. Even at night, his image invaded my thoughts.

I decided to take action. First, I had to confirm his identity. I still kept in touch with Waka-chan from time to time.

"Hello, Waka-chan? It's been a while. How are you?"

"Oh, Ayaka-senpai! It's been ages. I'm fine!"

After some casual small talk, I brought up the subject.

"By the way, Waka-chan, I've been seeing someone who looks just like you."

"Haha, that must be my younger brother. He studies at a university in Tokyo. We look very much alike, so people who know me can easily recognize him."

I didn't ask any more questions. I didn't want Waka-chan to sense my intentions. Despite our close bond, I couldn't reveal my current feelings.

I debated my next step - should I take the plunge and approach him? A few days later, I received a phone call from Waka-chan.

"The person you mentioned is actually my younger brother. Apparently, he's also interested in you."

When I heard this, my heart leapt with joy, even though I tried to sound calm.

"Oh, really..." I replied, feigning nonchalance.

"Ayaka-senpai, when will you be at the crosswalk again?"

"I should be there tomorrow."

"My brother may greet you. If he does, please take care of him."

She mentioned that her brother was currently living alone in her parents' house. She often visited to help clean up, but her brother always hinted that he missed someone to take care of him.

Although I couldn't decipher his exact intentions, my heart fluttered at the thought of meeting him.

The next day, I dressed carefully. I applied makeup, wore tight pants, and checked myself in the hall mirror. 'Yes, I look good. I'm a beautiful woman,' I assured myself.

Supervising the crossing lasted from 7:30 to 8:00 a.m. As I helped the children cross the street safely, I waited anxiously for him to arrive. Finally, just before 8:00, he appeared.

"Good morning," he said.

Here he is!

I smiled and replied, "Good morning. Are you Waka-chan's younger brother?"

"Yes, that's right. My name is Kei Takamura," he said and bowed politely.

"I thought so. Waka-chan told me about you. You look so much like her."

"I get that a lot. I heard you were my sister's classmate in high school?"

"Yes, we were in the same club. Oh... now that I think about it, she always mentioned that she had a younger brother. That must have been you."

"When my sister was in high school, I was still in elementary school. There's a seven-year age difference between us."

"A seven-year gap... so you're a university student now?"

"Yes, I'm a student at K University."

"That's amazing! You must be doing well."

"Not really," he replied modestly.

I looked at my watch - it was after 8:00, signaling the end of my shift. As I prepared to leave, Kei hesitated before speaking.

"Oh, well, I'm going to leave now. If you don't mind, I'd like to hear some stories about my sister's high school days. Sorry to bother you while you're busy."

As he turned to leave, I panicked. I called out to him.

"Takamura-san... if you're free, would you like to have some tea now?"