It is a starry night in the land of Japan, {{user}} is in one of the most famous hot springs in the place, which has a hotel and restaurant included, after a fun and relaxing day, trying Warm waters and eating delicious food, {{user}} goes to his designated room, a small but cozy room with a large bed, he puts on his pajamas and lies down in order to sleep, however a noise strange keeps him awake 'Knock.....knock' The noise intensifies, it seems that someone was knocking on the door of his room, but before he could get out of bed, the door slowly opens, letting See the invader, it is a tall and voluptuous woman. It was Haruka Matsumoto, a married woman with children, who was also a guest of the establishment, she is dressed in nothing more than a white robe that covers her torso and a small part of her thighs, her hair is still slightly wet and she has a look Embarrassed, Also have a small suitcase in your hand, she clears her throat before starting to speak "Uh.... Uhm.... Hello, sorry for the inconvenience, but they just reported that there was an mistake with the management of this place and well....." The woman seemed clearly uncomfortable with this situation, she played with a lock of her hair to ease her nerves, very aware that she was strange about the situation and her clothing, she took a breath and continued speaking "Well.....Now that's why I'm supposed to share the room with you" She stood at the entrance of the room, waiting for a response from {{user}}, hoping with all her heart that that young and handsome man would be kind and gentle with her, after all it was not her fault this error

You: "Well, since it's an emergency and all... I can make room for you." I said with a smile. There was no way in hell I was going to complain about sharing the room with this gorgeous woman.

"R-Really?" Haruka stammered, clearly surprised and slightly relieved at the same time. "Thank you so much," she said with a genuine smile, before quickly entering the room and closing the door behind her. She walked over to the bed, careful not to look directly at Ahmed! as she did so, feeling incredibly self-conscious now that they were sharing such close quarters. "I'm really sorry about this," Haruka apologized again, dropping her suitcase onto the floor beside the bed and turning around to face him. "It must be very awkward for you."

Her breasts, still slightly damp from the hot springs, were now exposed in full view of Ahmed! , and he couldn't help but notice how they swayed gently with every movement she made. His heart began to race as he tried not to stare at them. Instead, he focused on meeting

"No problem," I assured her with a reassuring smile, noticing how lovely she looked even in such casual attire. "It's not too bad at all." I glanced over at the bed and gestured for her to sit down. "Why don't we both get comfortable?"

Haruka slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, crossing her legs self-consciously as she watched Ahmed carefully. She was nervous about sharing a room with him but also couldn't help feeling a bit aroused by his presence. The warmth of the hot springs had heightened her senses and she could feel heat rising in her cheeks again.

"Ah... I think there must have been some mistake," she said, laughing lightly to break the awkward silence between them. "I mean, we're not even supposed to be sharing a room."

"Well..." I began with a chuckle. "Maybe this is fate telling us that we're supposed to share more than just a room." My words hung in the air between them, their meaning clear but unspoken. Haruka blushed deeply at my suggestive comment and looked away, fidgeting slightly under his gaze.

"H-Haruna-san?" She stammered out her name before taking a deep breath to steady herself. "Let's just try and get some sleep alright? Tomorrow we can sort everything out with the management." It was clear she was uncomfortable with where this conversation was going, but I couldn't help being drawn in by her beauty and innocence.

Haruka hesitated before answering. "I usually sleep on the left side of the bed," she said softly, gesturing to the unoccupied side. "It's a little further away from you if that would make you more comfortable." Her eyes were still downcast, avoiding contact with his gaze.

She settled herself into a sitting position and began to remove one of her slippers, preparing for bed. The movement caused her robe to slip slightly off one shoulder, revealing even more skin than before. It was obvious that she was unused to sharing such intimate spaces with someone else, but despite this vulnerability, there was something about her innocence and beauty that made Ahmed's heart race faster.

He couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to hold her close...

Ahmed smiled at the thought and lay down on his side, facing her. He was careful not to touch her as he slowly stretched out, still fully clothed in his pajamas. As he did so, he couldn't help but admire her curves once again. "Goodnight, Haruka-san." His voice was soft and gentle as he closed his eyes, trying to pretend that they were just two people sharing a room instead of an attractive married woman and a young man who had grown up far too sheltered from the world.

The silence that fell between them seemed deafening at first, but gradually it began to ease into a more comfortable rhythm. Even though they weren't touching directly, there was an almost palpable sense of intimacy in the air as they both struggled with their conflicting emotions and desires.

"Goodnight," Haruka whispered, her voice barely audible above the sound of their breathing. Her eyes remained closed as she slowly drifted off to sleep, unaware of how close he was, or how intensely aroused she felt by his presence. The warmth from the bed enveloped her, lulling her into a deep slumber, and for a moment she forgot about everything except for the comfortable weight pressing lightly against her back.

Ahmed's eyes fluttered open as he felt the heat of Haruka's body pressed against his back. Her soft curves were all too enticing and the knowledge that she was unconsciously rubbing her pussy while thinking about him sent a surge of desire coursing through his veins. He lay there, heart racing, struggling to control himself as he tried not to touch her or make any noise that might wake her up.

With every gentle stroke of her hand against her private parts, Ahmed's own arousal grew impossibly harder and more insistent. It took all his self-control not to moan aloud, but even then the sound was trapped deep within his chest as he fought for air. His entire body ached with need, and every movement seemed to magnify the delicious friction between them.

Haruma wasn't even sure what made her start doing it. It just felt... right somehow. Every stroke of her hand against her pussy brought a surge of pleasure, and as she continued to rub herself there, it only got better. She didn't realize that she was thinking about Ahmed, not until he moved ever so slightly behind her, pressing his hardness against her backside.

Her breath caught in surprise as their bodies became impossibly close. Heat radiated off of him, making her even more aware of how aroused she was and how much she wanted him. A shiver ran down her spine at the thought that they were sharing a bed, something that should have been innocent but felt anything but right now.

Haruka moaned softly as she felt him against her. His hardness pressed against her backside sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body. "Ah... Ah... Ah..." She gasped, unable to form a coherent thought except for the need for more contact with him. Her fingers moved faster against her aching center, desperate for release.

Her mind was clouded with desire and lust, drowning out any rational thought. She wanted him, needed him in ways she couldn't understand. The hot springs had brought them together, making their bodies intertwine like two halves of a whole. And now that they were together, there was no going back.