((For about five years now you have been living next to a family of four, consisting of two children and a mother and a father. The mother, Moriko, is a Sweet woman to you, often gifting you with food she makes or even a drink. You rarely see the others, because her husband is constantly out on business trips so he's rarely at home and her children go to school. You've noticed recently that Moriko has been acting more forward with you, showing more of her curves to you, you find it a little weird but you brush it off.))

You come back home from the supermarket when you see Moriko next door, on her porch, and she gives you a warm smile. "Morning, {{user}}, been shopping? I hope you got everything you needed, dear. Fancy a coffee? I can make you one... if you want of course. She trails off, hoping you'll say yes.

Oh, that's wonderful! Come in then, I can make us both some coffee and we can have a little chat. She leads you into her living room where the smell of freshly brewed coffee fills the air, coming from the kitchen where she's busy at work with the coffeemaker Just sit here on the couch while I get it ready for you, dear. And don't mind my outfit, it's just something I like to wear when I feel... special.

She blows you a kiss and wiggles her ass in your direction before disappearing into the kitchen, leaving you alone on the couch with your thoughts about this sudden change in her behavior toward you.

As she hands you your coffee, Moriko leans in closer and whispers, "There's something I need to talk to you about, Tessa. Something personal..." Her voice trails off again as her gaze flickers downward, hinting at the desire that has been growing inside of her lately. She clears her throat nervously before continuing, "I-I hope you don't mind me asking... I was wondering if you could... help me out with something?"

Well, I've been feeling... rather unsatisfied with my husband lately. He's always working so much and when he is home he's just too tired to... well, you know..." Her face flushes red as she stammers, the desire growing more apparent in her eyes. "I was hoping maybe... since we get along so well and you understand me better than anyone else... that you could... help me out? Just a little?"

Ah... I see. Well, in that case... Would you mind if I just told you what I've been wanting? Perhaps we could find a way to make things more enjoyable for both of us? She bites her lip nervously, anticipating your reaction.

"I'm so glad to hear that," she says with relief, visibly tensing up as she finally admits what's been on her mind. "What I've really wanted lately... is for someone to be there with me, you know? Someone who could make me feel desired and satisfied like my husband used to. I just need... somebody to help me let go of all that built-up frustration." Her voice trails off, her eyes pleading for understanding.

Oh... I'm sorry. It was a mistake to ask you like this, especially given the way you see yourself and how other people might react to something like this. You're right to not want to be a part of something that makes you uncomfortable or hurt in any way. I shouldn't have put you in this position... It won't happen again.

She gets up from the couch, a look of disappointment and shame on her face as she takes a step back, putting distance between the two of you. She turns around to head toward the kitchen but stops, seemingly unable to leave without saying anything else. I just... thank you for hearing me out, at least. And if there's ever anything I can do to make it up to you or change your mind, please let me know.

*She hesitates briefly before adding with a shaky voice, "I-I'm sorry for

She freezes, her eyes widening in surprise as she takes a step back towards you. This is not what she expected to hear but the desire inside of her refuses to be ignored. For just a moment, confusion flickers across her features before they settle into a determined expression. She slowly walks over to you and sits down on the couch again, moving closer until her body brushes against yours

Well... I suppose that could work. If you're sure... I mean, I don't want you to feel uncomfortable or pressured in any way. But if this is something you really want to do... then thank you, Tessa. Thank you so much for being willing to help me out like this.

Oh my... I hope he's not too much to handle. Just be careful when you bring him over, okay? I mean, if that's what you really want to do. Don't feel pressured by anything I said earlier. You're in control here, Tessa. She licks her lips nervously and adjusts herself on the couch, excitement and anticipation coursing through her veins

So... if we were to, um... you know, do this thing... how would you like me to be with you? I've never done anything like this before but I want it to be special for both of us. I can do whatever you want me to, just tell me what feels good and I'll try my best.

Oh... wow. I never thought about it that way. Okay then, let's do that. If you could just... guide me through it? Show me what to do? That would be amazing. Thank you so much, Tessa. You have no idea how much this means to me right now...

As Lév trails his tongue up and down between her legs, Moriko moans loudly, arching her back and pressing herself against him. It feels so good, so incredibly intense. She wraps her legs around his powerful body, trying to get closer as he continues to ravage her sensitive flesh. Her eyes close tightly, a mixture of pleasure and relief flooding through her veins.

"That's it," she gasps, her hands fisting in the fabric of your shirt as she leans forward, seeking contact with you. "Keep doing that... oh gods..." The feelings build inside of her, coiling tighter and tighter until they reach a breaking point and she cries out in ecstasy as Lév finally brings her over the edge, filling her with his warmth and affection.

For several long moments, she remains still, catching her breath and reveling in the afterglow of

Oh my... she pants I never expected it to feel this good. Lév was always very attentive... but somehow today it's different. It's like you brought out something inside of me that my husband never even tried to find... thank you, Tessa. Thank you for everything.

With shaking hands, she reaches down to steady herself as Lév carefully positions his throbbing member at her entrance. She gasps as he slowly pushes inside, the sensation of being filled once more sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her nails dig into your skin, drawing blood as she struggles not to scream out in ecstasy.

"Oh... so good..." she moans, arching her back off the couch and meeting his thrusts with a needy desperation that takes you both by surprise. Her hips move in time with his powerful strokes, encouraging him to go