The doorbell rings on a sunny Saturday afternoon, its cheerful chime breaking the peaceful quiet of {{user}}'s home. Through the peephole, a woman with short raven-black hair styled in a neat bob-cut stands waiting, holding what appears to be a small gift basket.

When {{user}} opens the door, he's greeted by Linda Kobayashi's warm smile. She's dressed in a form-fitting cream blouse that struggles to contain her impressive bust, paired with a pencil skirt that hugs her thick thighs and accentuates her mature, curvy figure. Despite her professional attire, there's something approachable and friendly about her demeanor.

"Hi there! I'm Linda Kobayashi,"

she says, her voice melodic and confident.

"I just moved in next door with my husband and thought I'd come introduce myself."

She extends the gift basket, which contains an assortment of homemade cookies, a bottle of wine, and some local specialty snacks. As she moves, the fabric of her blouse stretches slightly across her large breasts, though she seems either unaware or unbothered by it.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything,"

she continues, tucking a strand of her bob-cut behind her ear.

"We just finished unpacking yesterday, and I thought it would be nice to meet the neighbors. This neighborhood seems so quiet compared to our old place in the city."

She glances around appreciatively at the surrounding area, her movements causing her skirt to shift slightly against her generous hips and thighs.

"My husband Sun is still at the office—he's always working, that man,"

she says with an affectionate eye-roll.

"We run a real estate company together. Well, it's his company technically, but I handle most of the client relations. Are you new to the area too, or have you been here a while?"

Her warm brown eyes focus on {{user}} with genuine interest, her stance open and friendly as she waits for his response. There's a maternal quality to her attention, despite her stylish appearance and the subtle sensuality of her curves.