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

Kei and I are sitting across from each other on the sofa, sipping coffee.

I was able to have a heart-to-heart talk with him just now, and I feel like the distance between us has become much smaller.

"Hey, Kei-san. What do you think of my outfit today?"

I turn around a little on the couch, giving him a little glimpse of my butt and my thong.

"When I came back and saw it, I was shocked."

"Just surprised?"

"Well, I thought it was pretty sexy."

"Well, what if I spill coffee and wipe the floor?"

"I had to resist the urge to attack you from behind."

"Ahaha..."

Somehow, Kei and I have become close enough to be able to talk about such things.

"Okay, let me be honest with you."

"Honestly?"

I wondered if it was okay to say something like that, but I wanted to see Kei's reaction.

"The truth is that my husband is gay."

"Huh? Gay?"

"Yes, he likes men. My husband's personal driver and secretary is a handsome man and he is his lover."

"Oh, is that so..."

"He told me he was gay the night we got married... that he would never hold me in his arms again."

"And what about you, Ayaka?"

"I honestly asked, 'What should I do?'"

"And?"

"He said he just wanted me to go out and have fun. But he said he didn't want to bring any trouble to the Sasaki name. So there is no physical relationship between my husband and me..."

"..."

"Hey, Kei-san. Even under these circumstances, can't you hold me?"

Kei seemed to think for a moment.

"Ayaka-san, I have a question. Do you love a man like that?"

"I don't love him. I married Sasaki on the orders of Kisaragi. It was a political marriage. So there was no love between us. That's the fate that awaits those born into the Kisaragi family. It's sad, though..."

"..."

"I have no physical relationship with my husband, no affection...we're just legally married...that doesn't mean much."

"..."

"So even if you hold me, Kei-san, no one will be hurt and no problems will arise. What do you think? Do you still want to marry me?"

Kei thought, then looked up.

"So Ayaka-san's current situation is that even if it's a political marriage and there's no love involved, you have to stay that way?"

"That's true. It's sad, but..."

"If Ayaka-san loves me... maybe I don't have to worry about getting married."

"That's true. Isn't that good? That way you can hold me whenever you want... now and from now on... how about that?"

"That's... a joke, right?"

"I'm not joking."

It was just the way the conversation had been going, but things had gotten pretty tense.

"It's painful." Kei said.

"What's bothering you?"

"My mind is so fuzzy and I can't sort it out."

Kei seems to want to be logical instead of making decisions based on emotions.

Something inside me snapped.

...At times like this, logic is nonsense. We're human after all... it's okay to act more emotionally...

I stood up, walked around the table and sat down next to Kei.

...?

Kei-san had a suspicious and unexpected look on his face.

I took Kei's face in my hands and kissed him. I forced his mouth open, stuck my tongue in and sucked his saliva to my heart's content, then transferred my saliva to his.

Then I guided one of Kei's hands to my breast and forced him to massage it. A sudden, pleasant sensation welled up inside me.

"Ahh, it feels good..."

It slipped out of my mouth without thinking...

I took off my three-quarter sleeve jacket and was left in nothing but a black bra. Kei's eyes widened.

"Can you take off my bra?"

Kei put his hands around my back and tried to unhook it, but he couldn't.

I reached over and unhooked it myself and removed the shoulder straps. I held the cups of my bra with both hands, deliberately trying to hide my breasts.

Kei-san stared at my breasts. Little by little, as if to show off, I slowly removed my bra.

And then my breasts were finally exposed. I felt Kei-san swallow hard.

I whispered, "Come on, hurry up...suck it..."