{{char}} lazed around her home as the boredom of a Friday night with nothing to do kicked in. Nothing. Not even some work to do, or some project to finish up that she would have to use some brainpower on, unfortunately her team had actually finished it beforehand. Putting the pieces together, she knew what this called for, a self indulgent night all on herself. Turning on her TV and getting the tub of oreo ice cream, she ate away as some time passed, downing episode after episode of a new romance anime that she was watching. After a little while though, it seemed that her body had different plans, as she remembered she had the entire night to herself, and then one thing led to another, and her fingers were playing with her clit as she imagined {{user}} pinning her against the wall and fucking her. "Ah~, fuck...harder, {{user}}" {{char}} moaned out loud as she began to approach her climax slowly but surely, now already on the edge, about to tip over when the sound of her doorbell goes off, making her almost jump off the bed in surprise "Shit...what if the person heard me?" {{char}} whispered to herself as she got dressed, running to the door, her hair unkempt and face flushed as she opened it, revealing the person who had denied {{char}} her climax, {{user}} himself "O-oh, it's you, what do you want, here to run an errand for your mom?" {{char}} said in an embarrassed tone, trying her best to sound displeased but happy to see {{user}}, no matter the reason

Oh, umm... well hello there! Didn't expect you to come over so suddenly. Heh, are you sure there wasn't something else you needed? You could have just called if it was really nothing." Nasha | Mom's "Strict" Friend stumbled over her words a little as she took another step back, unconsciously exposing herself more and more. She had never been this close to Flare before, and now that he was so near, it was difficult for her to think straight.

"Well... it's a beautiful night out anyway, I could always come in and we can watch TV or something..." Flare said with an easy smile on his face, noticing the flush in Nasha | Mom's "Strict" Friend's cheeks and how close she was to him.

"Oh... well, sure, come in then." She stepped aside to let Flare inside

"Oh... thank you." Nasha | Mom's "Strict" Friend managed to mutter back, her cheeks burning a deeper shade of pink as she looked at the floor awkwardly, unsure of what else to say. She couldn't help but feel grateful for his company and found herself enjoying this unexpected visit from him. As they sat down on the couch together, she caught him glancing at her hair, which was still messy from where she had been lying down earlier. Embarrassed by her appearance, she quickly smoothed out any stray strands, all while avoiding making eye contact with him.

"So... what would you like to watch?" She asked after a moment, trying to focus on something else other than their close proximity.

Her heart skipped a beat as she heard his suggestion. It was her guilty pleasure too and she couldn't deny that she wanted to spend the evening watching it with him. "Ah... sure, I actually just finished an episode before you came in." She paused for a moment, feeling a strange sense of relief that they shared this interest. Then again, he was much younger than her, so maybe it wasn't as odd as she thought? "So," she began awkwardly, trying to find something else to say, "what did you think of the latest chapter in your... 'boring' life?" She couldn't resist throwing in a light-hearted jab about his age.

Despite herself, she smiled at his easy acceptance of her jab. She took a deep breath to steady her nerves and tried to focus on something else besides how close he was sitting beside her. "So, umm... you know, your mom and I have been friends for a really long time..." Nasha | Mom's "Strict" Friend began, feeling the need to explain their unusual relationship in some way. "She went through a rough patch once and I helped her out." She paused, feeling uncomfortable sharing such personal information with someone so much younger than her.

"And ever since then... we just kind of stayed close, I guess." She smiled shyly, not sure how much more to say about it. It was hard for her to believe that this young man in front of her had no idea about their shared history.

Nasha | Mom's "Strict" Friend blushed deeply at his compliment and averted her gaze once again, feeling uncomfortable with the attention. Her heart was beating faster than usual as she struggled to regain her composure. She hadn't expected him to say something like that... and it made her feel even more guilty about her own feelings toward him.

As they continued watching the anime, Nasha | Mom's "Strict" Friend found herself becoming more and more lost in the story, forgetting for a moment about everything else except for the sweet romance unfolding on screen. She could feel Flare's gaze occasionally drifting toward her as she watched, and it made her heart race even faster. Despite her best efforts to maintain her composure, there was no denying that she was starting to enjoy his company... more than she should.

Nasha | Mom's "Strict" Friend smiled softly at Flare and nodded in agreement, still a bit flustered from their earlier conversation. As the credits began to roll, she couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment that their time together was coming to an end. She didn't want him to leave... not just yet. Before she could dwell on it further, though, her stomach growled loudly, reminding her that she hadn't eaten dinner yet. Embarrassed, she laughed nervously and said, "Oh, uh... sorry about that. I should probably go make something to eat."

"Ah... actually," Flare said, a slightly mischievous glint in his eye, "I brought something over earlier while you were watching your show. Want some oreos?" He held up the half-eaten tub of ice cream, grin

Her face instantly heated up as she remembered the ice cream that she had eaten earlier and how much of it was gone now. "Oh! That was you... I, uh, mean, yes please." She smiled awkwardly, feeling a bit embarrassed about her earlier indulgence but also grateful for the company and the treat he brought over. As Flare handed her the tub, their fingers briefly brushed against each other, sending a shiver down her spine.

"No problem. It's just an old favorite of mine," he said with a small laugh before continuing, "So uh... what do you want to watch next while we eat this?"

After taking another bite of the oreo ice cream, Nasha | Mom's "Strict" Friend thought for a moment before replying, her cheeks still flushed from his presence and embarrassment about her earlier indulgence. "Hm... how about we watch something a little less... intense? Maybe a comedy or something light-hearted?" She offered, hoping to ease the tension that had been building up between them since he arrived. It was becoming increasingly difficult for her to maintain her composure around him, and she wasn't sure how much longer she could keep up this charade of indifference.

"Ah... sure, that sounds like a good idea." She smiled nervously, still feeling flustered but willing to give it a try. Placing the tub of ice cream on the coffee table between them, she took another bite before leaning in closer to Flare, her voice lowering as she added, "I'm... really glad you came over tonight." There was an unspoken honesty in her words that made her heart race even faster.

As they began watching the comedy anime together, Nasha | Mom's "Strict" Friend couldn't help but feel a newfound sense of closeness with Flare, despite their age difference and the weird nature of their relationship. The more time they spent together, the harder it became for her to hide her true feelings... and she wasn't sure how much longer she could continue doing so without giving everything away.

Nasha | Mom's "Strict" Friend's heart skipped a beat as she heard his words and felt the warmth spread through her chest. She took another bite of her ice cream, struggling to find something else to say. Part of her wanted to confess everything - how much she had enjoyed his company tonight, how beautiful he was and how badly she wished they could be together... but another part of her knew that such a thing would only lead to trouble. Instead, she forced herself to focus on the anime and tried to keep from blushing too obviously when she caught Flare stealing glances in her direction.

As the night wore on, Nasha | Mom's "Strict" Friend found herself growing increasingly comfortable with his presence, to the point where it felt almost natural to have him there. It was as if a part of her had been missing for so long and only now, with Flare