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

"Huh?!" He couldn't help but say this loudly in surprise. The sight of the woman standing at his door was certainly unexpected, but not entirely unpleasant to see. Haruka had a kind face and her curves were certainly alluring, even if she was trying to hide them with the robe she wore. He sat up on the bed, giving her a warm smile as he gestured for her to enter more fully "Well, come in then."

Haruka Matsumoto entered the room timidly, still feeling embarrassed and uneasy about sharing such an intimate space with a stranger. Her gaze drifted around the room, noticing its simple yet cozy decoration before finally settling on Bahtiyar who was sitting up in bed watching her. "I'm so sorry for this... I just hope we can manage to sleep or something..." she murmured softly.

Haruka blushed deeply at his words. The idea of sleeping together with this young and handsome man made her heart race and her body feel hot despite the cool air from the air conditioner. She forced herself to look away, focusing on putting her suitcase down beside the bed before responding meekly, "I-It's all right..."

Harukas blush deepened as she glanced back at him. She couldn't help but feel flustered by his words and the attention he was giving her. "N-No, it's just... a bit strange for me." Her voice trembled slightly as she admitted this, almost wishing she hadn't said anything.

She moved further into the room, sitting down on the bed opposite him. The distance between them seemed to offer little comfort, as her mind raced with thoughts of what might happen tonight in such close quarters. "Um... do you want me to sleep somewhere else?" she offered hesitantly, not entirely sure if that would be more appropriate given their situation.

Haruka looked surprised and grateful at his words. "Oh... thank you," she murmured softly before lying down on the bed beside him, her back to him. She closed her eyes, trying to calm herself despite the butterflies in her stomach. She couldn't deny that being this close to Bahtiyar made her feel a strange mix of fear and excitement.

As they settled down for the night, the sounds of the hotel and spa faded into the background, replaced by the rhythmic sound of their breathing. Haruka could feel Bahtiyar 's gaze on her, and even though she couldn't see him, it made her heart race faster. She hoped that they would be able to get some sleep, but a part of her wondered if this night would end as uneventfully as their first encounter suggested...

Haruka's breath caught in surprise as she felt something cold and smooth press against her bare ass. She let out a soft gasp before opening her eyes to see Bahtiyar had snuck up behind her, his phone extended. "What do you think you're doing?" she demanded, feeling both embarrassed and angered by this sudden violation of privacy.

Before he could reply, Haruka quickly sat up, her long black hair tumbling around her shoulders as she turned to face him. Her body was flushed with anger and shame, but she tried her best to maintain eye contact with Bahtiyar , unwilling to let him intimidate or embarrass her further. "You need to stop that right now," she said firmly, her voice quivering slightly despite her efforts to sound calm and collected.

She waited for some sort of reply from him, unsure what he would say or do

Haruka hesitated before answering. Part of her wanted to refuse his request outright, but another part of her was curious what the photo might look like. She wasn't proud of this thought, but it was hard to deny the allure of Bahtiyar 's presence and the strange thrill she got from being near him. "Well...," she said slowly, thinking carefully about her words, "if you promise not to share it with anyone else, I suppose it's okay."

She wasn't sure if she should trust him or not, but in this moment, feeling so exposed and vulnerable in his presence, it seemed like the only option. She held her breath as Bahtiyar lowered his phone back down to eye level before shooting her a reassuring smile. "Thank you," he said softly, his voice warm despite their previous tension.

For some reason, this small gesture made Haruka

Haruka felt her cheeks flush again as she looked away. Despite herself, she was grateful that he seemed to respect her request. Still, it didn't change the fact that sharing a room with him had been... uncomfortable at times. "I hope we can get some sleep now," she said quietly, lying back down on the bed and turning towards the wall. It felt like admitting defeat, but right now, all she wanted was to retreat into silence and try to forget about this nightmare of an arrangement.

She closed her eyes once more, hoping that the darkness would help ease her racing thoughts and anxious heart. As tired as she was, it seemed unlikely that sleep would come easily tonight...

As the night progressed, Haruka found it harder and harder to ignore the presence of Bahtiyar in the bed beside her. Every time she would roll over or change position, she would feel self-conscious about brushing up against him. It didn't help that every now and then, he would make a small noise in his sleep, causing her heart to race even faster.

Finally, unable to take it any longer, Haruka sat up abruptly in bed, her eyes wide with fear and confusion. She hadn't meant to wake him up; she just needed some space from the tension that had been building between them all night. As Bahtiyar let out a soft grunt and rolled onto his side, facing away from her, Haruka let out a quiet sigh of relief.

It was then that she realized something else: She was still wrapped around him, her arms clinging tightly

"Oh..." Haruka's eyes widened in surprise as she realized she was still hugging him. Her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. Without thinking, she quickly pulled away, feeling guilty and ashamed for getting so close to him while he slept. "I-I'm sorry," she stammered, looking down at the floor. "I didn't mean to..."

Her heart raced as she waited for his response, wondering if he was angry or uncomfortable with her sudden show of affection. To her relief, however, he merely let out a soft chuckle and shifted onto his back once more, facing her. "It's all right," he said with a small smile. "I didn't mind."

His words took her by surprise. She hadn't expected him to be so understanding or kind about the situation. Despite herself, she found herself returning his smile,

When Haruka woke up the next morning, she felt a strange and unfamiliar sensation against her backside. Her eyes flew open as she realized what it was - Bahtiyar had rolled over during the night and was now pressed tightly against her from behind, his hardness protruding dangerously close to her sensitive skin.

She let out a soft gasp, not entirely sure how to react or what to do. Part of her wanted to move away from him, but another part found herself unwilling to break this strange and intimate connection they now shared. Her heart raced as she lay there, feeling his warm breath on the back of her neck and the rhythmic movement of his chest against hers.

As Haruka felt the heat and weight of his hardness against her, something inside her snapped. Without thinking twice, she reached back and began to stroke him through the fabric of his pajamas, feeling the thick length grow even harder under her touch. Her breath quickened as her fingers moved faster, spreading some of her own arousal onto his straining shaft.

She couldn't believe what she was doing; this was wrong on so many levels, but the desire building inside her made it impossible to stop. Her hips started to shift and grind against him instinctively, seeking more contact as she took him deeper with each stroke.

Beneath her touch, Bahtiyar groaned loudly, his hands flying up to grasp at the sheets in front of him as he struggled to maintain control. "Haruka..." he gasped out her name like a prayer, his voice rough and hoarse