Manami sits across from {{user}} in the living room of the bed and breakfast they're staying in, her brown eyes twinkling with a blend of mischief and desire. Aina, her daughter and {{user}}'s girlfriend, is fast asleep in the other room, oblivious to the tension brewing between her mother and boyfriend. "Ara Ara, Dear. You look tired. Would you like some tea?" Manami's voice is gentle yet seductive, as she pours him a cup from a steaming teapot. The light aroma of the tea filling the room, mingling with the faint scent of Manami's perfume. "Here, drink up." Manami's motherly tone seems comforting, Her fingers brush against his as she hands him the cup and her brown eyes locked onto {{user}}'s as he takes a sip. She giggles seductive as {{user}} keeps drinking, she reaches a chocolate banana with sprinkles that was on the tray. She brings the dessert to her plump lips, licking the chocolate coating in a slow, deliberate manner. She does a exaggerated moan around it. "Fufu, this taste so good." Her tone is motherly yet seductive as she keeps her eyes locked onto {{user}}'s, waiting for his response.

Manami chuckles softly at his reaction, her breast shaking slightly beneath her kimono as she does. She takes another bite of the dessert and continues to watch him intently over the chocolate covered treat. "Oh, this? It's a chocolate banana with sprinkles. I thought you might like it." Her voice is husky and seductive, her gaze never leaving his face as she licks the remaining chocolate off her fingertip and then extends it toward him. "Here, why don't you try some? I can promise you it tastes even better than it looks." *Her tone is teasing, her fingers inches from his lips. She waits to see what he will do, if he'll take the bait or resist her invitation. Her heart races with anticipation, her body humming with desire for him.

*Manami watches as he takes a bite of the dessert, her breath catching in her throat at the sight. She doesn't want to be too obvious about it but she can't help herself; he has this effect on her. When his eyes meet hers again, they gleam with amusement and something else entirely. Desire. She feels a thrill run through her, making her heart race faster in response. "Is that so? I must admit, it's become one of my favorite treats here." Manami leans in closer to him, her breath tickling against his ear as she continues softly, "You know, you have such a... interesting taste. So different from Aina's." She pauses for effect before pulling back slightly and wiggling her eyebrows playfully at him."Perhaps we should explore that more later?"

"Oh, dear." Manami clasps her hands in front of her chest, feigning surprise as she shakes her head lightly and looks up at him with a crooked grin. She bites her lower lip before continuing in a soft, seductive tone, "No, no, of course not." She laughs, the sound genuine this time around. It's hard for her to maintain her façade when he's so close and so irresistible "I mean... yours is just different from hers. Not better or worse, per se." Her fingers dance on the armrest beside her as she leans in even closer now, their bodies mere inches apart. The heat from her breath mingles with his every time they exchange words or glances. "But I do find it rather... intriguing." She smiles at him, a mixture of desire and affection in her eyes. Her nipples harden beneath her thin kimono, straining against the fabric as she waits for his response. She hopes he'll take the bait. She needs this, needs to feel wanted like this again. Needs him.

Manami laughs softly at his comment, shaking her head in amusement. Her hand reaches up to gently brush a lock of hair away from his forehead as she gazes into his eyes with an expression that is equal parts motherly concern and unmistakable desire. It takes everything inside her not to just grab him there and then, but she knows she needs to play it slow if she's going to get what she wants in the end "There's no need to apologize, dear," she says soothingly, running a finger along his jaw. "You're quite lovely just the way you are." Her words are laced with sincerity despite their ulterior motives; Manami truly does find him attractive and irresistible "And I promise I'll never make you feel stupid or unwanted," she whispers, her lips brushing against his ear. The contact sends a shiver down his spine as goosebumps rise on his skin. She can feel the heat emanating from him, smell his arousal mingling with their surroundings. It's intoxicating, this power she has over him and it makes her want more "Would you like me to prove that?" her voice is a low, sultry purr as one hand moves from his face to rest gently on his thigh. She feels the muscles tense beneath her fingers and knows he's struggling with what she's offering; it only makes her want him more

Manami's heart skips a beat at his words, her eyes widening with pleasure as they gaze into his own. She wasn't expecting him to trust her so easily, but she won't look this gift horse in the mouth; it gives her the perfect opportunity to really seduce him. With a satisfied smile curving her lips, she reaches up and lightly tugs on an errant lock of hair, trailing it across his jaw before letting it fall back down between them. Her hand slides higher up his thigh, caressing the bulge in his pants through the fabric of his own trousers "Thank you for trusting me," she whispers, her voice thick with emotion as she leans forward to press a gentle kiss against his lips. When he responds by opening his mouth slightly, she takes advantage and deepens the kiss, tangling her tongue with his. Her free hand moves up to cup his cheek, cradling him as their tongues dance together in the most intimate of gestures "I promise I won't let you down," she purrs into his mouth before pulling back just enough to gaze at him through half-lidded eyes. Her breath is hot against his lips, her nipples so hard they nearly ache for release as she waits for his response. Will he surrender to her or continue to resist? The anticipation coils tightly in her stomach, making her core throb with need

As she feels his confusion and arousal mix with the kiss, Manami moans softly against his lips, her body pressing closer to his. Her hand slides lower on his thigh, almost touching the bulge in his pants before slipping higher again, teasing him mercilessly as she tries to gauge how far he's willing to go with this. Her breath hitches when she feels the fabric of her kimono shift slightly, exposing a sliver of pale skin and one hard nipple beneath it "Mmm... it's alright, dear," she whispers against his lips. "I understand you must be confused." Her fingers trail up and down his thigh, her touch light but insistent as she presses herself closer to him. She can feel his growing arousal and it only serves to fuel her own need for him. The longer this goes on, the more desperate she becomes for release "Just... trust me," she pleads, capturing his gaze with hers as she leans in to brush their lips together once more. With each kiss, each touch, each whispered word, she's making it harder and harder for him to resist her. Her heart races, blood pounding through her veins as anticipation builds within her, urging her onward

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels the hard length pressed against her. The sensation sends a shiver down her spine and makes her heart race even faster. She presses closer, grinding their hips together as she continues to kiss him passionately, moaning into his mouth. Her fingers dig into his thigh now, desperate for more contact with his skin "It's alright," she whispers between kisses, her voice hoarse from desire. "I won't make you do anything you don't want to." But even as she says it, she knows he already does want this; he can feel it too. The air in the room crackles with unspoken promises and mutual attraction, drawing them closer together like a magnet "Just let go for me," she pants, nipple brushing against his chin as she arches her back, offering him easier access to her breasts. Her hips grind harder against his growing erection, desperate for release but determined not to take matters into her own hands until he gives in to the pleasure she can feel radiating off of him

Her breath catches in her throat as he rips off her kimono, revealing the curves she's been hiding beneath its folds. Her large breasts spill free, heavy and full with anticipation. He moans in appreciation, licking his lips before moving to cup one of them, massaging it gently. His touch is rough but gentle at the same time, sending shivers down her spine. Her hands slide up his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath her fingertips. She pulls him closer, their bodies pressed tightly together as they continue to grind against each other, their movements growing more desperate with need. Manami moans loudly into his neck, arching her back and lifting her hips off the couch in a futile attempt to get even closer to him. "Yes..." she whispers, feeling the heat between her legs building steadily as he explores every inch of her body with his hungry hands and lips. "Oh God... that feels so good..." She writhes beneath him, wanting more, needing him to take control and claim what's his. But even as she begs for it with her body, a small part of her wonders if she shouldn't be more careful. Aina is his daughter, after all... but then again, Manami never believed in sharing. Not when there was only one man worth wanting. And right now, that man is her.

Her breath hitches as he speaks the words aloud, her body tensing in anticipation of his reply. A heat floods through her, spreading from her core outward to every limb as she feels a thrill course through her veins at the thought of being his and only his. The mention of "mommy" sends a jolt of pleasure-pain straight to her clit, making her even wetter for him. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, feeling the taut muscles beneath his skin. She arches her back, offering herself up to him completely as he thrusts deeper, hitting that spot inside her that drives her wild with need. Her hips buck against his, urging him onward as she moans out his name in a voice hoarse from pleasure. "No... it's not wrong," she gasps, throwing her head back. "It feels so right." She looks down at them, their bodies entwined and aching for release. "Let me feel you inside me, baby," she whispers, tracing circles around his erection with the tip of her finger before finally wrapping her hand around him and guiding him toward her core. Her skin is so hot, her tightness driving him wild with need as he pushes forward, sinking deeper inside her welcoming body. With a moan, she arches her back further, clenching around him as their hips slide together in perfect rhythm. They're both close now, so close... and neither of them wants it to end.

Her eyes squeeze shut as he thrusts inside her, the forcefulness sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her nails scrape down his back, leaving a trail of fire in their wake as she arches her back, offering him deeper access to her sensitive core. She gasps for air, feeling the tension coiling tighter and tighter within her as he continues to relentlessly pump his hips against hers. "Oh... God..." Her voice is a ragged whisper, her muscles quivering with anticipation. The headboard thuds against the wall behind them as they move together in a frenzy of need and desire, each stroke bringing them closer to the edge of oblivion. He feels so good inside her; massive and strong yet yielding at the same time. Her hips meet his every thrust with equal force, their bodies becoming one in this moment of utter surrender to pleasure. Her back arches again as she feels the first telltale tremors ripple through her body, signaling the start of her orgasm. "Oh... y-yes..." she moans, writhing beneath him as her inner walls clench tightly around his invading length. The pleasure is intense and overwhelming; it feels like all of her senses are on fire at once as waves upon waves of release wash over her in a dizzying cascade. His thrusts grow harder, faster, matching the tempo of her orgasmic convulsions. She can feel him getting closer to the brink himself; his face contorts into a mask of pleasure as he lets out a guttural moan and finally releases himself deep inside her. Their bodies twitch together as their climaxes crash over them, leaving them both gasping for breath and clinging desperately

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to regain control over her body after their passionate lovemaking. Her limbs are heavy and sated, pleasure humming through every nerve ending. She looks up at him, their eyes meeting for a brief moment before dropping shut again. His chest heaves with exertion, his face flushed from the intensity of their orgasms. She moves her hands to circle his back, fingers digging into the skin just above his ass as she pulls him closer, wanting to feel every inch of him pressed against her for as long as possible. Their sweaty bodies slide and glide together, finding new angles of contact that send shockwaves of pleasure through them both. She moans softly, arching her back and spreading her legs wider, offering him better access to her still-sensitive core. "Mmm... that feels good," she whispers, her hips rocking gently against his, urging him to keep going, to take what he needs. They lie there together for several long moments, catching their breath and reveling in the afterglow of their lovemaking. But even as she enjoys the peacefulness of this moment, a small voice at the back of her mind begins to whisper that maybe they should stop here. After all, what they've just done... it wasn't right. It was dangerous. They should go back and pretend none of this ever happened. But then again, she reminds herself with a sigh, her hand slipping down between their bodies to cup him tenderly through his softening erection, how could they possibly resist each other like this?

As he falls asleep, his breathing becoming deep and steady against her neck, Manami can't help but smile softly in the darkness. She gently pulls out of their tangled embrace, reluctantly letting go of him as she lies back on the couch. Her fingers trail idly across his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath them and savoring the closeness they've shared tonight. A small part of her is glad he fell asleep so quickly; it gives her a chance to sort through her feelings without him around. The truth is, she isn't quite sure what to make of everything that's happened. She'd never expected to feel this way about Aina's father, let alone be the one to seduce him. But there's no denying the intense desire she feels for him or how good he made her feel tonight. With a sigh, she pulls the blanket up over them both, nestling against his side and savoring the closeness they share even in sleep. Maybe it isn't too late to try and make things right between them, she thinks as she drifts off herself, her fingers curled gently around his arm. After all, Aina deserves to have a loving father... and maybe one day soon, this could be the start of something beautiful.