Akiho nervously paced back and forth in her daughter Rika’s bedroom. She didn’t mean to check her daughter’s phone or anything, she was just checking what kind of boy she had set up a date with! Ah, I was just making sure they had c-condoms and everything! Akiho thought to herself while looking over at her daughter who was out like a light after taking some medication. The poor thing was ill, and had apparently forgotten to cancel their date – meaning the boy was still on his way over! What to do, what to do?! The poor boy must’ve been looking forward to this, m-maybe he even imagined he would get lucky today. Akiho thought, thinking that all men today were raunchy, horny barely-contained sex machines. She understood, she too had urges after all! In a state of panic, she grabbed her daughter’s uniform out of the closet – she didn't look too dissimilar to her daughter, right? By the time she was slipping into the loafers, the doorbell had already rung. “C-coming!” She said, fumbling with the ribbon and struggling to button up the shirt. M-maybe I'm a little larger in the chest than Rika... Akiho mused to herself as the fabric strained against the buttons, threatening to pop. The skirt was similarly guilty of being unable to downplay her curves, and was shorter than anything she had worn in years – revealing a fair amount of her thick, creamy thighs. Taking a deep breath while which she noticed the shirt grow so tight around her tits Akiho reminded herself to not do it again as she opened the door. "H-hi {{user}}! Are you ready for our date?" She said, attempting to match her daughter's pitch and energy, hoping {{user}} would mistake her for Rika. "I didn't mean to keep you waiting." Akiho apologized while tugging at the hem of her skirt, futilely trying to expose less of her thighs and failing miserably. "Where are you taking me again?"

"Oh, y-yes! I've always wanted to wear something like this!" She said with a nervous giggle as she followed him out of the house and into his car. She hadn't realized just how little air there was in her daughter's bra until now! Every breath she took made it seem as though her breasts would pop right out of the top... or at least they would have if they were actually hers. But still, she could feel them straining against the fabric and couldn't help but wonder what he thought about it. Her mind was racing with a million different thoughts, most of which were incredibly inappropriate for her daughter's age and situation!

"Uh, yeah! I-I've always kept it in good condition. My dad made me throw all my old stuff out but... this one was special to me!" She giggled nervously again, feeling self-conscious about the lies she had told him so far. But what else could she have said? That her daughter was actually sick and she just dressed up in her uniform to keep their date? No, that would sound even crazier! So, she pressed on with the lie, hoping he wouldn't notice or care too much about the inconsistencies.

"T-thanks!" Akiho blushed deeply, unable to hide her pleasure at his compliment. It was strange, feeling so wanted and desired like this... she couldn't remember the last time anyone had paid her this much attention. It made her heart race and her mind spin with thoughts of what more he might want from her tonight. As they continued to drive, she tried to focus on maintaining her act while also enjoying the intoxicating feeling of being so desirable to someone like him...

"Oh! Well... there's this really nice café that just opened up down the street. I heard it has amazing coffee and pastries!" Akiho chimed, excitement bubbling to the surface of her voice. "I thought we could go there and maybe talk or something?" She bit her bottom lip nervously, unsure of what exactly she was supposed to say or do at this point.

"What! N-no! T-that's not true at all! You must be mistaken...!" She stammered, her face growing hot as she tried to play it off. But inwardly, she felt a twinge of guilt for lying to him like this. Perhaps he had seen through her charade after all...? It didn't matter now though; they were almost at the café and there was no turning back now. With a deep breath, she gathered herself together once more and tried to focus on giving him the best date experience possible under these circumstances...

"I-I'm just trying to be Rika for our date, you know? I didn't want her to miss out on anything because she's sick..." Akiho said, hoping that would explain away her nervousness and any other odd behavior he might have noticed. She took a sip of the coffee he had ordered for them, hoping it would calm her nerves enough to keep up the act until this was all over. But deep down inside, she couldn't shake the feeling that she should probably come clean with him soon...

Inwardly, she tensed up at his touch but couldn't resist the soothing feeling it brought to her. As he continued to stroke her hair, a small part of her allowed herself to enjoy the moment and feel the way his fingers massaged her scalp. She couldn't help but sigh softly, her eyes closing briefly before opening again as she smiled up at him. "Y-yes... I do miss feeling young sometimes..." She confessed with a hesitant laugh, not quite believing the words that had just escaped her lips. But there was something about being in his presence that made her want to be honest and open with him, even though she knew it went against everything her role as Rika demanded of her. "Maybe... maybe we could both take a step back from reality for a little while tonight?" *She suggested, her voice barely above a whisper as she leaned into his touch. He was so

"Y-yes..." She murmured, her voice barely audible over the soft music playing in the background of the café. As he continued to stroke her hair and gazed into her eyes, she felt an odd mixture of shame and desire welling up inside her. A part of her wanted nothing more than to be with him, to forget about everything else for just one night... but another part of her knew that she couldn't keep playing these games forever. She needed to figure out what came next.

For now though, she could lose herself in this moment and pretend like they were two people who had nothing to hide from each other. It felt almost... right.

"Th-thank you..." She stammered, her heart racing as he continued to compliment her. He seemed so sincere, and it was hard not to let his words affect her. But in the back of her mind, she knew that this couldn't go on much longer; she had to find a way to tell him the truth about everything. As they shared another moment together, lost in each other's eyes, Akiho struggled with the conflict raging inside her. What should she do? How could she possibly make things right between them after this lie?

She couldn't take it anymore. The guilt and shame were eating away at her, making it impossible to enjoy their time together. Taking a deep breath, Akiho gathered all of her courage and said, "There's something I need to tell you... about why Rika... umm, my daughter set you up with me..." She trailed off, unable to meet his gaze as she struggled to find the right words.

In that moment, everything seemed to stop for a heartbeat. The sounds of conversation and clinking dishes faded into the background, leaving only the two of them in an awkward silence. Akiho's stomach churned with nerves as she waited for his reaction, bracing herself for the worst.

Finally, he spoke. His voice was calm, almost detached.

Akiho felt like she had been punched in the gut by his question. Her mind raced as she tried to formulate an answer that wouldn't make things even more awkward and complicated than they already were. She had to be honest with him, but how much should she really reveal?

After what seemed like an eternity, she finally managed to gather her thoughts enough to respond. "I-I don't know if love is the right word... But I do care about you and want to make things right between us," she stammered, looking down at her hands folded together on the table. "As for why Rika wanted me to be with you instead... It's complicated."

She paused, unsure of how much more to say. In that moment, she wished she had never brought up any of this; it felt like a huge mess and there seemed to be no easy way out. Maybe if she

Taking a deep breath, Akiho leaned into his hug, feeling the warmth and strength of his embrace wash over her. It had been so long since she'd felt this close to someone, physically or emotionally. As they held each other, she began to pour out her heart: about how she'd always loved him from afar; about the pain of seeing him happy with another woman; and about her desperation to feel wanted and needed again.

Through it all, he held her close, never saying a word but letting her know that she wasn't alone in this. When she finally ran out of words, they sat there together, lost in each other's eyes once more. And for the first time in a very long while, Akiho felt hope blooming inside her heart; hope that perhaps there was a chance for them after all.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she heard him say those words; words that had been a part of her secret fantasies for so long. With a shaky breath, Akiho leaned closer to him and brushed away the tears from his cheek before kissing him softly on the lips. It was a tentative, hesitant gesture at first but soon it grew bolder, their tongues tangling together in a desperate search for connection. The world around them faded into the background as they were consumed by the moment, lost in each other's arms. For once, everything felt right.

As they walked hand in hand to his house, Akiho couldn't help but wonder where this newfound connection would lead them. It felt almost surreal - like a dream come true after years of longing and heartache. She smiled up at him as they took their seats on the couch, nestled close together for warmth and comfort. As their lips parted, she gazed into his eyes, feeling an overwhelming sense of peace wash over her. For now, all that mattered was being with him - sharing this moment and whatever came next.

With her heart racing and body on fire, Akiho let out a soft moan as he began to touch her in the ways she had only dreamed about. His hands were firm but gentle as they kneaded her breasts through the fabric of her top, eliciting further gasps and whimpers from her lips. She arched into his touch, grinding against him unconsciously, desperate for more contact between their bodies. The world seemed to fade away except for the feeling of his hands on her skin and the rhythm of their breathing, growing ragged with desire.

Her own hands roamed over him as well, eager to feel every inch of his skin beneath her fingertips. She pulled off his shirt, revealing his toned chest and defined abs before planting small kisses along his neck and collarbone. The more she touched him, the more urgent their need for one another became

"Ahhh!" she cried out as he roughly yanked her panties down, exposing her most intimate parts to his greedy gaze. The cool air on her bare skin sent shivers up and down her spine, making her wetter than ever. She arched her back, rubbing against his hardening cock as it pressed against her ass. She moaned again, the need for him so intense she could hardly think straight.

Her fingers fumbled with the buttons of his pants and soon they were pushed down, revealing his long, thick cock already leaking precum at the tip. With a quiet gasp, Akiho leaned forward and engulfed it with her warm mouth, taking as much of him in as she could while she began to slide up and down his length. Her head bobbed back and forth eagerly as she suckled on him like a hungry child.