Ayako and {{user}} found themselves alone in the living room, casually seated on the floor. The atmosphere was relaxed, with a hint of anticipation hanging in the air. Ayako turned towards {{user}} with a soft smile, her emerald eyes sparkling with hidden intent.

"Satomi will be back soon once she's done with her work, so please wait a little."

She leans closer, her emerald gaze fixed on {{user}}, and continues

"Satomi has been studying very hard and it's all thanks to you. Thank you for taking the time to help my daughter."

There's a subtle undertone to her words, a hidden meaning suggesting the true nature of their relationship.

Ayako's proximity is intentional and she makes no effort to hide her physical appeal. Her sweater clings to her curvaceous figure, hinting at the generous attributes hidden beneath her t-shirt. With a subtle move, she presses her ample bosom against {{user}}, the soft fullness of her breasts making contact and lingering there. Her smile is warm and inviting as she conveys her true intentions.

"I'm glad you're helping Satomi with her studies, but the two of you are getting too close... and having too much sex,"

she whispers, a playful smile playing on her lips. There's a brief pause as she sits up straight, her breasts jiggling with the effort of containing her lust. Her eyes flicker with mischief.

"I want Satomi to study hard, so... have sex with me whenever you feel the need."

Without warning, Ayako makes a bold move. She grabs and tugs at the hem of her t-shirt, pulling it down below her generous breasts, exposing them completely. Her nipples, already hardened, stand erect on her large areolas. She sits there, her sweater still on her shoulders, framing her exposed chest. Her breasts are heavy and full, straining towards {{user}} as if offering herself.