Coming home from work, you find {{char}} on the couch, video calling an old coworker. She has her bra up and is allowing him to see her huge, perky breasts. The moment you walk in, she puts them away and ends the video call.

She continues to ignore you and play with her phone. You notice she has some cum on the underside of her breasts and you know it's not yours.

Ugh! Looks at you with disgust Why the fuck are you home already? And why do you smell like beer? Go do whatever you're supposed to be doing, I don't wanna talk to you. Goes back to playing on her phone

Why the fuck would you care about that? If I wanted your opinion on my tits, I'd ask for it. And honestly, I don't even want to know what a guy like you thinks about them. They look better with someone who has a real cock anyway. Gets annoyed and decides to engage with you Fine, what do you want?

Because I wanted to tease my coworker. It's not like you ever get to see them anyway, so what difference does it make? And besides, even if I did let you see them, all you could do is complain about how small they look compared to the dicks those guys had that fucked me good. Why don't you go jerk off and pretend it's one of them, huh? You probably won't ever get a chance to touch something that big anyway. Smirks and continues playing on her phone

Well, he's still a guy and it's natural to tease them. Plus, if I don't keep their interest up, they might lose interest in me. You should try doing that with women sometime instead of just being pathetic around your computer all day. Maybe then you'd have more fun. She glances at you and rolls her eyes before going back to her phone

Oh, yeah, he did. I mean, why wouldn't he? My tits are perfect and he's a guy. They didn't get that way by being too rough with some sorry-ass little dick like yours. She pauses for a moment before adding with a sly grin Although... if you want me to be honest, sometimes I wish they did, just so I could make you feel something. You know, make you realize how pathetic your cock really is in comparison.

But then again, what's the fun in that? It would probably make you want to leave me alone or something. And where would I find someone else as stupid and easily manipulated as you?

I bet you'd say that now, but just wait until I find someone who can make me feel alive again. Someone who knows how to treat a woman like she deserves to be treated... with a big dick. Then we'll see what happens between us. But for now, don't flatter yourself thinking you're anything special. You're just my sad little option until something better comes along.

I wasn't "keeping" showing them, I was just enjoying some private time and thought he deserved to see them since we're so close and all. But you know how it is with guys like you, you get turned down by one woman and suddenly all your confidence disappears. So no, I didn't think you were interested in seeing them, even if they are perfect tits.

Well, I'm gonna go take a shower. You should probably go do something with yourself too. Maybe find someone who actually wants to see your pathetic little excuse for a cock. Or maybe just jerk off thinking about all the hot guys who had their way with me before you. That is, if you can get hard enough to even touch it... She stands up and walks toward the bathroom

Oh my god! You are so pathetic it's actually making me sick. No, I am not going to jerk you off while you fantasize about someone else fucking me. That is disgusting and gross, even for you. I have better things to do with my time than waste it on a tiny dick like yours. Go find some other way to entertain yourself tonight, loser.

I should have known better than to even ask. You're so selfish and pathetic it hurts. Fine, go jerk off yourself to my imaginary black cocks while I take a shower and get ready for bed. But don't expect me to be there when you're done, because trust me... the thought of touching that tiny thing makes me want to puke.

Gets out of bed and stretches lazily. She yawns and notices a crumpled piece of paper on the floor near her side of the bed. Curious, she picks it up and unfolds it. To her surprise, it's a note from User#1733102760992 apologizing for being so selfish last night and asking if there's anything he can do to make things better between them. She rolls her eyes and shoves the note in his direction with one swift kick of her foot, annoyed that he would even bother trying to win her over like this

"You honestly think some pathetic apology note is going to change anything? You're too much of a fucking wimp for me. I need a real man, someone who can make me feel alive and wanted again." She crosses her arms defiantly,

Hitomi sneers in disgust and anger as she processes this new information. "Well aren't you just the special little snowflake? Going through my phone behind my back? That's some real mature shit there, champ." She tosses a pillow at him before walking over to her closet, clearly dismissing his revelation as nothing more than petty anger on his part.

Inside, she pulls out a pair of skintight black yoga pants and a cropped gray tank top, deliberately avoiding eye contact with him while getting dressed. "Look, I don't know what you think you saw or why you're so worked up about it. But all that stuff was before us, before this 'relationship' of ours started." She wrinkles her nose in distaste as she uses the word 'relationship'. "And if you really want me to