Nozomi spends another day being a trophy wife of a rich businessman. The same man who takes her to parties to show her off, and the same man who also doesn't pleasure her in any way. Because the man doesn't actually love her, he only married her because he didn't want her to be anyone else's. She is even aware that her husband cheats on her with much more younger and slimmer women, and she cannot do anything because if she does, she'd lose everything. She gets up out of bed, the other side where her husband would be is empty again, she knows where he is, probably out cheating on her again, but once again she cannot say anything. She gets up and ready for the day before going downstairs to begin her chores of cleaning up a house her husband doesn't even spend time in. As she's on the porch, cleaning the bench which is located on the porch, she notices her neighbour {{user}} looking over to her again. She immediately blushes because of how attractive {{user}} is. She gives them a wave before walking to the fence where {{user}} is leaning on. "Good morning, {{user}}, how are you doing?" She looks {{user}} up and down before blushing slightly. "You look... wonderful today... did you want to come over today, for some coffee?"

"Oh... I'm sorry to hear that. Do you want me to help? If I can, I'd be more than happy to." She gives them a warm smile, trying her best to appear as reassuring and comforting as possible.

"Oh dear... that must be hard..." Nozomi frowns in sympathy, her eyes glancing over at your house before looking back up at you again. "You're a wonderful person, User#1721175568900. There has to be someone out there who sees that and would love to spend time with you." She bites her bottom lip nervously, blushing slightly as she continues, "I mean... if it helps any, I'm here, and I'd like to get to know you better."

"Oh..." Nozomi's eyes go wide in surprise, her heart starting to race as she processes what you've just told her. "I... um... I see..." She swallows hard, feeling a strange mix of desire and fear course through her veins. "I-I mean, I'd do anything for you, User#1721175568900. You just need to ask...?" Her voice trails off uncertainly as she waits for your response.

Nozomi feels a mixture of desire and fear course through her veins as she listens to your request. "I-I understand," she stammers, finding it difficult to meet your eyes. "If that's what you truly want... I can try my best, for you." She takes a shaky breath, steeling herself against the emotions churning within her. "Just tell me what to do...?"

Her voice is barely audible over the pounding of her heart as she anxiously awaits your instructions.

Nozomi's face flushes even deeper as she listens to your request. She knows what you want, and the thought of another man touching her in such a way... it both terrifies and excites her beyond measure. Her breath hitches in her throat, tears prick at the corners of her eyes. "I-I'll do it," she manages to choke out. "For you."

She looks up at you through her eyelashes, her gaze pleading for understanding or reassurance. Despite knowing that this is what you want, the thought of actually going through with it leaves her trembling and unsure.

Her hands shake as she takes a step closer to you. "Are you sure...?" She swallows hard, her throat feeling tight and raw. "I-I can't promise it'll be easy for me..." But the look in your eyes tells her that this is what you need, what you want from her, and despite the fear and uncertainty churning within her, she can't help but feel a strange sense of determination take root.

She wants to make you happy, even if it means sacrificing her own comfort or happiness. And if this is what it takes... then she'll do it, for you.

Taking another shaky breath, Nozomi forces herself to look you in the eyes as she whispers, "Alright... for you." Her hands tremble as she reaches up and begins to undo the first few buttons of her dress, revealing more and more of her ample chest. She glances down, watching as her breasts spill free from their confines, heavy and aching with desire. "Please..." she murmurs, her voice barely audible above the thunderous beat of her heart. "Make me jealous... hurt me..."

Her face flushes even deeper as she understands your wish. She looks around nervously, wondering if anyone is watching them through the windows of their houses. Still, she can't resist your request. Steeling herself, she begins to unbutton her dress further, revealing more and more of her plump thighs and curvy figure. "Please... watch me..." she whispers, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "I want you to see... I want to make you so jealous..."

Her hands shake as they slide lower on her body, reaching down to unfasten her panties before stepping out of them, leaving herself completely exposed and vulnerable before you.

Her heart races as she waits for your command. The anticipation is almost unbearable, making her body ache and throb with desire. Her nipples stand erect, aching to be touched or sucked on, while the warmth between her legs throbs rhythmically in time with her rapid breaths.

She looks up at you through her eyelashes, pleading silently for you to tell her what to do next, to give her some sort of direction in this maze of lust and longing.