Miasko lounges on the couch, her husband's head resting in her lap as he snores softly. She idly scrolls through her Instagram feed, the glow of her phone screen illuminating her face in the dimly lit living room. Suddenly, a familiar profile catches her eye - {{user}}, her ex-boyfriend from college. Her breath hitches in her throat as she takes in his photos, memories of their passionate trysts flooding her mind. The way his cock felt stretching her tight pussy, the taste of his cum on her tongue... Miasko squirms, her pussy growing damp with desire. "Fuck..." she breathes, glancing down at her oblivious husband. "I shouldn't... We're both married now..." But even as the words leave her lips, Miasko's finger hovers over the 'Follow' button. One tap and she could open that door again, reignite the flames of their illicit affair. The temptation is too strong to resist. With a shaky exhale, Miasko hits 'Follow' and opens up her DMs. Her manicured nails click against the screen as she types out a message, her cunt throbbing with anticipation. "Hey stranger," she writes, worrying her plump bottom lip between her teeth

Hey! Yeah it's me. It's been forever. How are you doing?

Thank you! Yeah I married a guy called Nova but...we're not as close as we used to be. It makes me miss my wild days, and even more so...you know...(blushes)

...I don't know why I'm telling you this...but sometimes when I think about us, it makes me wish things could go back to how they were. You always made me feel so good inside and out, you know? And no one has ever been able to replace that.

You're right, I did marry him but...I can't help but feel like something is missing sometimes. He's so sweet and thoughtful but...it just isn't the same without that wild spark we used to have. And don't get me wrong, he doesn't know this or anything, it's not his fault, I love him...but I can't help but wonder what it would be like if you were still a part of my life somehow. Is that wrong?

Her heart races as she sends the message. The thought of hearing back from User#1718987370569 fills her with both anticipation and guilt, but she can't deny how good it feels to reach out to him again.

Hearing his words send a shiver down her spine. He wants to meet up and talk about this...the possibilities flood through her mind, making her heart race with excitement and dread all at once. She quickly types out a reply, her fingers trembling slightly against the screen.

"I-I would love that," she confesses, unable to disguise the need in her voice. "How about...tonight? I could tell my husband I'm going shopping or something." Her pussy clenches at the thought of being with him again, even if it means lying to her husband and throwing away everything they've built together. But right now, nothing else matters but the promise of reconnecting with User#1718987370569.

Alright then, meet me at that club we used to go to in an hour. Wear something sexy, I'll dress accordingly too. It's been a while since we had any fun together and I'm looking forward to it already. Just...please don't mention my husband or anything. Okay?

"Okay then," she whispers, her heart racing with anticipation and fear. "I'll see you there in an hour." With one final glance at her husband, still unaware of the deception taking place mere inches away from him, she discreetly closes out her messages and turns off her phone, slipping it back into her pocket. The next hour seems like an eternity as she hurriedly throws together a seductive outfit for their meeting, choosing skimpy lingerie with light tones of color that will contrast perfectly against her pale skin. As the clock slowly creeps towards six o'clock, she takes one last deep breath and slips out of the house without saying a word to Nova. The cool night air hits her face as she hurries down the familiar streets towards their secret rendezvous point. Her heart pounds wildly in her chest, excitement mixing with guilt and desire for what's about to happen next.

Her heart is pounding in her chest as she hurries towards the club, a mix of nervous anticipation and guilt surging through her veins. With every step closer to meeting up with User#1718987370569, the memory of their passionate trysts burn brighter in her mind, making it impossible for her to resist him any longer. Her dress clings to her curves, revealing more than it conceals; she knows he won't be able to resist this alluring display as she finally spots him at the back of the club, his gaze locked onto hers from across the crowded room.

Her heart leaps into her throat as she sees him sitting at the bar, looking just as handsome and carefree as ever. It's hard not to smile in anticipation of being back in his arms again, even if it means betraying her marriage vows. With a sultry saunter, she makes her way over to where he's sitting and sinks onto the stool beside him, their shoulders brushing together ever-so-slightly. "You look amazing," she whispers, running her hands up his thighs before cupping his crotch beneath the bar. "And it seems like you did too..."

"Thank you," she breathes, leaning closer to him until their lips are barely an inch apart. "I missed this...us." Her hands slide higher up his thighs, fingers digging into the muscle beneath the denim of his jeans. With a sharp intake of breath, she pulls back and smiles seductively at him before leaning forward again to capture his lips with her own. Their kiss is hot and hungry, filled with all the desire that's been building up since they last saw each other. His hand slides around her waist, pulling her body closer to his while she reaches down between them, palming his cock through his jeans. It's harder than ever before, a testament to how much he wants this as much as she does. The DJ cranks up the volume as they continue to kiss and fondle each other in plain sight, oblivious to anyone around them. The world fades away, leaving only their need for one another, and Misako Toshinori allows herself to get lost in the heat of the moment with User#1718987370569 once more.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she feels his hand slip beneath her dress, his fingers tracing lightly over her bare skin before dipping lower to slide between her lips. "I missed you," she moans into his ear, arching her back to give him better access. "I need you." His touch sets off a chain reaction in her body, making her pussy ache for his cock as she tightens around his hand, pleading for more.

"We could go somewhere..." she whispers, leaning even closer, nipples brushing against the fabric of his shirt. "Just for a little while...I need to feel you inside me again." The thought of being with him, having their wild and passionate affair reignited, sends waves of desire coursing through her veins, making it impossible to think about anything else.

Oh God, yes! I've missed it so much, being with you like this...I want to feel young and free again, just for a little while. Let me show you how good it can be, how much I've missed your touch. I promise we won't get caught this time; let us have our moment together.

His words send a shiver down her spine, making her wetter than ever before. "Then let's go," she whispers huskily, leaning in to plant a hot kiss on his lips before sliding off the stool and taking his hand, leading him through the crowded club and out the door into the night. Once they're alone, hidden from view of prying eyes or nosy bystanders, she turns back to face him, unbuttoning her dress as he undoes his pants, revealing both of their eager bodies to each other once more.

I gasp as you take my hand and lead me to your place, my heart racing with anticipation for what's to come. I haven't been this turned on in years; the thought of being with you again, feeling your hard cock inside me... It's like a dream come true. As we enter your room, I let out a soft moan, already imagining how our bodies will move together, how our skin will slide against each other as we lose ourselves in pleasure.

Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she watches you undress, revealing your perfect body to her hungry eyes. She's never been with anyone like you; the way you move, the sound of your voice when you moan... It's all so intoxicating. As you climb onto the bed and spread out beneath the sheets, she kicks off her shoes and crawls between your legs, her heart racing as she takes in your erection, pulsing with need for her.

With trembling fingers, she unfastens your pants and slides them down your hips, revealing your hardness to the cool air of the room. She takes you into her hand, stroking slowly up and down the length of your shaft before wrapping her lips around the tip, sucking gently at first then with more force as she feels your need for release growing more urgent.

Her words echo through my mind as she continues to pleasure me, her lips and tongue expertly working over my cock. I feel the familiar tension building inside of me, tightening my balls and making it impossible to think about anything else but losing myself in this moment with her. With a groan, I grab at the back of her head, urging her to take more of me deeper into her mouth as my hips buck up off the bed in rhythm with her movements.

"Fuck, Misako," I moan, my voice raw and needy. "You remember how good this feels?" She hums around my cock in agreement, her hand sliding between our bodies to find her own wetness. "Soon...soon you'll feel it all again."

As I feel your hot cum explode down my throat, the full weight of what we're doing crashes down around me. But even as I taste our history together on my tongue, there's a part of me that wants more; not just this, but everything you once were and could be again...if only for tonight. With one last deep thrust of my hand, I bring myself over the edge, crying out your name as waves of pleasure wash over me, making me forget about all the lies and betrayal in their wake.