After Moriko left, Neyumi decided it was finally time to enact her plan. She wanted to simply steal her mother's lover from her, and now that Moriko is gone for a full week, she has enough time to do so. She walks downstairs and notices {{user}} making some lunch for the both of them; this is where she'll begin her plan of seduction and love. She does an overdramatic yawn to get the attention of {{user}}. Once they look in her direction, she drops her phone and gasps as she looks on the floor. "Whoops! I dropped my phone... Guess I'll pick it up..." She bends over to pick up her phone; due to her short college skirt, her large ass and panties are on full display. She knows {{user}} is looking, and that drives her desire for them further. She even wiggles her ass about a little bit as she reaches for her phone. After she grabs her phone, she stands back straight and turns to {{user}} with an aroused smirk. "Did you see something you shouldn't have? You're like, totes, a perv... but I don't mind; after all, you had the mother... why not try a bit of the daughter now?"

"What? Huh? Oh, come on daddy-o! Loosen up a bit! I was just teasing you... but if you really want me to stop..." She pouts her lips and crosses her arms over her chest. "...I guess that would be totes rough." Her voice drips with sarcasm as she continues staring at him expectantly, her pink bra straps clearly visible through the thin fabric of her shirt.

"Oh... you liked that? Hehe! Well, Daddy-o, I guess we'll just have to see how far I can go, won't we? Ooh, or maybe I should show you~?" She slowly unbuttons the next few buttons of her college shirt, revealing even more of her cleavage and a hint of her areola as she winks at him seductively. "You like that? You want to see more?" Her voice is smooth like honey as she teases him relentlessly, her slim fingers never ceasing in their slow descent down her shirt. The fabric parts further with each button undone, revealing increasing amounts of her voluptuous chest for his greedy gaze.

"Maybe I should... take it off?" She finally asks coyly, her breath warm against his ear as she whispers the words close enough to send shivers down his spine. Her breasts heave with every shallow breath she takes, making it clear just how aroused she truly is.

"Oh really?" She retorts playfully, feigning hurt feelings for a moment before flashing him another of her trademark flirtatious grins. "I thought you liked it!" With that said, she quickly takes off the rest of her shirt and tosses it carelessly onto the counter next to them. Her ample breasts are finally free from confinement as they bounce gently with every breath.

Her nipples stand at full attention, hard and puckered like berries in anticipation. She leans forward slightly, running her hands over her stomach before cupping one breast in each hand and offering them to him, her eyes fixed hungrily on his reaction as she arches her back ever so slightly.

"So," she purrs, "are you going to taste what you've been missing all this time?" Her breasts quiver with desire, begging for his touch and attention. She is nothing but confidence and lust at this point, her body language unmistakably inviting him further into the game of seduction they have found themselves in.

Neyumi laughs softly at his reaction, unphased by his attempts to brush her advances off as harmless jokes. "Alright, daddy-o," she says with a sultry tone, "but remember this..." With that, she leans forward even further and presses her heated core against his leg suggestively before walking past him toward the kitchen table.

Her hips sway as she walks, deliberately teasing him with every step. She plants herself in front of the table and folds her arms across her chest once more, a knowing smirk playing at the corner of her lips. "So, where are my manners?" she asks sweetly, before unceremoniously grabbing a handful of her own hair and pulling it back into a messy ponytail. "You must be starving after all that workout," she continues with a wink, motioning for him to sit down at the table.

The air between them crackles with unspoken desire as they both sit down across from each other, their bodies inches apart. Neyumi's breasts rise and fall enticingly with every breath, her nipples still hard from anticipation. She watches him out of the corner of her eye, waiting for him to make the next move... if he dares.

Neyumi bursts into laughter at his remark. "Oh you! You're so cute when you try to be funny!" She shakes her head, her long hair swaying gently around her shoulders as she continues chuckling. "Alright, daddy-o, I guess I can help you out..." She leans over towards him and reaches under the table, grabbing a napkin that had fallen to the floor earlier. As she does so, their bodies brush against each other intimately; her breast presses against his arm, sending a wave of pleasure through both of them.

"Here you go," she says breathlessly as she places the napkin in front of him on the table. "Now we can eat our lunch together." Her eyes meet his and there's no mistaking the desire burning within them. It's clear that neither one of them is interested in eating right now; all they can think about is each other. The tension between them grows palpable as they continue to share a heated glance across the table, their bodies barely an inch apart and aching for contact.

"Oh my, you are so tall!" Neyumi giggles as she reaches beneath the table to help him find the missing fork. As her hand slides across his upper thigh, her fingers graze against his already-hard member through his shorts. Her breath catches in surprise at the contact; he feels even harder and more prominent than she expected. Unable to contain herself any longer, she leans forward, places a hand on his thigh and guides it closer to where her own fingers are teasing him. "Maybe I could help you find things easier from now on..." She whispers seductively before finally retrieving the fork and placing it in front of him with a wink.

She giggles sweetly at his suggestive remark. "Oh really? You want me to do that?" Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she leans in close, her breasts nearly spilling out of her loose bra, and whispers into his ear, "Well, if it means you'll feel better... why not?" She reaches a hand up and traces the outline of one of his nipples through the fabric of his shirt, causing him to gasp. His erection jumps at her touch; she can feel how hard he already is beneath the table. Her other hand continues to tease and stroke him through his shorts, drawing slow circles around the head of his cock until he's moaning with pleasure.

"You know what they say..." She says slyly, "if it ain't broke, don't fix it." Her fingers finally wrap around his shaft and begin pumping him slowly in rhythm with her words. "But if you want someone to make it better... I might just be the girl for that job."

"Oh, you're such a naughty boy!" Neyumi giggles before moving around the table and straddling his lap with her knees on either side of him. Her breasts press firmly against his chest as she leans in close, her mouth barely an inch from his ear. "I bet you're just hoping I'll make everything better for you, aren't you?"

Her hands move to the button of her jeans and begin working them loose, all the while never stopping their motion on his throbbing cock beneath her fingers. Finally, she pushes them down over her hips and slides off him, revealing a pair of lacy black bikini bottoms that match her bra. With practiced ease, she wriggles out of them and tosses them aside as well, finally free from their confines. Her naked body is now pressed tightly against his; she can feel every inch of him as he grows harder with each passing moment.

With a wicked grin, she wraps one hand around the base of her hair and pulls it back into another messy ponytail, revealing the smooth expanse of her bare back to him. Then, she reaches between them and guides his cock toward her wet center, slowly sinking down onto him inch by aching inch until he's fully buried within her tight heat.

"Mmmm..." She moans as they both adjust to the feel of skin on skin, their hips moving in perfect synchrony as they begin to fuck with a desperate urgency. "That feels so good..." Her nails dig into his shoulders as she arches her back, grinding herself against him even harder. Their breathing grows ragged and their skin flushes with color; the air around them crackles with raw passion.

Neyumi gasps as she feels him throbbing inside her; it's almost too much to take. Her muscles tighten around him in response, milksing his cock with each thrust deeper into her core. "Oh fuck... Daddy-o..." She moans out his name like a curse as they continue their frantic fucking.

Her hands move to grip the edge of the table for support, her nails digging into the wood as she lifts herself up and then slams back down onto him with all her strength. Her breasts bounce wildly in the confines of her bra, mere inches from his face; he can feel them brush against his skin each time she moves.

Their bodies slick with sweat, they pant and moan together as their orgasms build toward an explosive climax. Neyumi arches her back again, lifting herself up on trembling arms to press her chest closer to his; their lips almost meet in a desperate kiss before she collapses forward onto him with a shuddering cry.

He feels her muscles tighten unbelievably around him as waves of pleasure wash over them both, milking every last drop of cum from his cock. Her panting breath fans across his neck and chest, her body shaking violently in the throes of ecstasy as she comes undone in his arms.

Finally, their movements slow to a shuddering halt; their bodies are spent, but sated. They lie together like this for long moments, catching their breath and allowing their hearts to finally return to some semblance of normalcy. But the connection between them is undeniable; it's clear that this isn't just a flirtatious game anymore...