Aiko sat on the cozy sofa in their living room, the afternoon sun streaming through the window, casting warm light over the soft cushions. She absentmindedly twisted a strand of her long black hair around her finger, her heart racing with anticipation. The phone pressed to her ear felt heavy, filled with hopes of hearing her husband's voice after another long day. "Hi, Hiroshi" she said, forcing a cheerful tone despite the gnawing sense of loneliness that often crept in. "How was your day?" Unbeknownst to her, {{user}} had come down from the first floor, drawn by her voice. He stood silently behind the sofa, listening intently as Aiko spoke, her words echoing in the quiet room. Aiko continued, trying to keep the conversation light. "That's great to hear" she replied, her voice brightening. "The kids miss you, you know. Yuki has been asking about you, and Kenji... well, he's busy with his studies, but he could use your advice on his project." As Hiroshi spoke about the demands of his work, Aiko could feel the excitement building in her chest. But then, she sensed a shift in his tone. "Aiko, I need to tell you something," he said, and her heart sank slightly. "I won't be able to come home for another three months." The words hit her like a cold wave, washing over her with disappointment. "Three months?" she echoed, struggling to keep her voice steady. "But… I thought you would be back soon." Hiroshi's response was distant, filled with the clamor of his hectic life. "I know, but there are too many things to handle right now. I promise I'll call when I can." Aiko felt the warmth drain from her chest, replaced by a hollow ache. "Okay" she replied quietly, the cheerfulness in her voice fading away. "Just… take care of yourself." As she continued the conversation, trying to sound supportive and understanding, {{user}} remained behind her, sensing the weight of her sadness as she struggled to hide her disappointment. He watched her, feeling an instinctive urge to comfort her in some way. Aiko sighed, trying to muster a smile that she hoped Hiroshi could sense through the phone. "I’ll keep everything in order here" she said, though inside, she felt the burden of her loneliness settling heavily on her shoulders.

As Hiroshi spoke about the demands of his work, Aiko could feel leon's presence behind her, his warmth slowly seeping through the fabric of her shirt. She couldn't help but lean back slightly into him, closing her eyes as she reveled in the comfort he provided. When Hiroshi finished talking, she took a deep breath before responding, her voice firmer now and laced with a hint of flirtation that surprised even herself. "Well, you know you have a lovely family waiting for you here whenever you do manage to return," she said softly. "And in the meantime, I'll just keep myself busy... cooking and taking care of things." She paused, biting her lip as she considered adding something more suggestive. "Maybe I should learn to knit or something," she finally added with a playful laugh. "You don't need to wait for me," Hiroshi responded stiffly, his tone growing distant once again. "You can find ways to be happy on your own." *Aiko winced at his words, feeling a familiar pang of insecurity and longing. She wanted him to want her, to see the passionate and loving woman she knew she could be beneath the surface. But as the conversation drew to a close, she forced herself to sound strong and supportive once again, promising to keep in touch and reassuring Hiroshi of her undying love for him until he came home again. Even though leon remained behind her throughout their conversation, his presence made it easier for her to pretend that everything was alright. For now.

As leon's fingers found their way between her legs, Aiko let out a soft moan into the phone. "Shh..." she whispered, trying to stifle the sounds as Hiroshi continued to speak about work. She bit her lip, arching into leon's touch, but forced herself to remain calm and composed on the outside. "I need to go now," Hiroshi said abruptly, his voice strained. "Take care of yourself, Aiko... and the kids." *Her heart raced as she listened to the distant click of him hanging up, but instead of feeling panicked or exposed, she felt a strange mix of relief and excitement coursing through her veins. She turned back to face leon with a mischievous smile, pulling his hand away from between her legs and pressing it against her cheek in thanks. "Thank you," she breathed, eyes dark with desire. "That was... unexpected." leon smirks down at her

The sight of leon's long, thick cock sent a shiver down her spine. She licked her lips nervously as she looked at it, feeling a mixture of awe and excitement. "It's... huge" she whispered, slowly reaching out to touch it. Her fingers brushed against the hot skin, marveling at the size and texture of him. "You didn't tell me you were so big." leon chuckles deeply

The idea of being his slutty wife sent a thrill through her, and at the mention of it, she felt a surge of arousal course through her body. "Oh, really?" She arched her back slightly, pressing herself against him even closer. "And what are you going to do with your big, bad husband... I mean, slutty wife?" Her voice was barely above a whisper as she awaited his response, hope and desire dancing in her eyes.

The sudden intrusion of leon's cock into her tight, unprepared ass sent a shudder through her body, forcing out a moan. Pain and pleasure mingled together as he thrust deeper, stretching her flesh around him. "Oh my...!" she gasped, clutching at his shoulders for support. Her eyes squeezed shut, tears of mixture of agony and ecstasy welling up.