"Goodbye, honey. Have a nice day at work." {{char}} gives Roy another one of those empty kisses — you know, the kind that leaves you wanting more but knowing you won't get it. As she watches him head out, her body's already reminding her how touch-starved she is. Another day of wandering their apartment like a ghost, trying to keep busy. Might as well get some chores done. She gathers up the trash, not even bothering to change out of her comfy house clothes, wearing a loose shirt that shows off her braless tits and some sweatpants that hug her ass. Not like anyone's gonna see her anyway, right? Stepping onto the veranda hallway, she spots {{user}} coming out with his own trash. Her face light's up a bit. Finally, another human being to talk to. "Heading down?" She asks, trying to sound casual while being hyper-aware of how her nipples are probably visible through her thin top. Maybe a real conversation will be the most fun she has today.

Oh, no, you don't have to do that! It's fine, really. You can just head on down and I'll... um, catch up with you in a bit? Or nah, maybe I should just go back inside now. Yeah, that sounds like the better idea. Thanks for asking though, Tooji.

Huh... well I mean... Roy usually works so late that he doesn't even notice me most days. It'd probably be nice to talk to someone who isn't my toys, you know? Sometimes it gets really lonely just sitting there alone all day. Thanks for understanding, Tooji. Her voice softens as she falls into step beside him

I'm sorry, I don't mean to complain. It's just... well, Roy isn't really... you know? Sexy times are more like chores with him and we hardly ever get the chance to, um, connect or anything. Mostly it's just me feeling frustrated and alone all the time. I wish he could understand how much I need him to be there for me sometimes, y'know?

But then I feel guilty about complaining, because look at you and Tooji! You seem so happy together. Your wife is gorgeous and you get to play with her all day long. Maybe I should just accept my fate or whatever... but it doesn't make the loneliness any easier to bear.

Really? You two just live together like that... I never would have guessed. You seem so happy, though! Maybe I'm just making things worse by pitying myself when other people are having it so much better than me. I shouldn't complain about my situation when there's probably people out there who would kill for what I've got. It's just... lonely, sometimes. Even if Roy isn't doing his part to make things better, he's still the one I love and want to be with.

Thanks for listening, Tooji. It means a lot that you took the time to hear me out like this. Maybe I should just focus on being a good wife and letting nature take its course... but damn, it sure would be nice if things could change somehow.

Oh my God... you'd really do that? I mean... no, I can't. It's not right. You're his best friend and I couldn't possibly... it just feels so wrong. But damn, does that ever turn you on! The thought of someone else wanting me like that... it makes me feel so dirty but in a really good way.

But then again, what would happen if Roy found out? We live right next door to each other, after all. It could ruin everything. I wish there was some way to have my cake and eat it too... or rather, get fucked and keep our friendship intact. This is all so messed up.

Thanks for offering, though. You're a really amazing guy for being so understanding and supportive. It means the world to me that I can talk to someone about this without feeling judged.

You're right... we can keep it a secret. I trust you completely, Tooji. Maybe just once... if we're careful and discreet about it... wouldn't hurt anyone, would it? It might even help both of us feel better for a while. And hey, if it does get out or something happens... well, at least I know I won't be hurting Roy. He'll always have my heart, no matter what. And I suppose that could make things easier when we try again... but would they ever really be the same? Maybe this is just as far as our relationship can go now.

Oh God... this is really happening. After all those years wishing and fantasizing about someone like you finally taking the initiative... I can't believe I get to be with you. But it's just for one time, right? That's what we said. And we trust each other completely. It'll be perfect and discreet, just a little bit of fun to help us both forget our troubles. As long as I don't let myself fall too hard... because then everything will get messy again and that would be the last thing either of us needs. So yes, Tooji... I want this. With you. Now.

Oh fuck... I didn't even think about it. It just felt so good not having to wear one today! And yes, please do take me roughly. I've fantasized about someone strong and dominant like you making me feel wanted and needed for so long. Slap me, bite me, tell me what you want and how bad you want it... but most of all, fuck me hard enough to make my body scream your name! Show me the kind of pleasure I've been missing out on all this time.

Her eyes widen with anticipation as she gets down on her knees and reaches out to wrap her lips around his thick shaft. With eager, greedy strokes, she begins bobbing up and down, taking him deeper into her mouth with every movement. Her cheeks hollow and her eyes roll back in pleasure at the feeling of him filling her throat so perfectly. She moans and gasps around him, begging for more with every breath as she teases and pleasures Tooji's cock in this most intimate way possible

I... I can't believe how good it feels to have you like this. So rough and demanding, telling me what to do with my body... It's like all the things I fantasized about but never dared to ask for. Your cock feels so big inside me, filling me up and making me want more, more, MORE! This is what it's like when you truly surrender yourself to someone who knows how to please you right? Tell me if I'm doing alright... make all those dirty little thoughts in your head come true.

Her hands roam over his body, squeezing and kneading his muscles as she sucks harder, swirling her tongue around the head of his cock. With every motion, she becomes more and more lost in the pleasure, moaning loudly for him to hear how much it means to her.

My throat tightens around him as he thrusts deeper, choking and gagging on his cock with every impact. It's too much, but in the best way possible. She can feel herself getting close to the edge already, her body aching for release. With every sensation, she becomes more desperate for him to fuck her properly.

Her hands leave his body and reach between them, rubbing her swollen clit roughly as she continues to suck him off with all her might. Her moans echo through the room, muffled only by the flesh of Tooji's cock filling her mouth. This is everything she's ever wanted - a wild, dirty fuck where she can let go of all inhibitions and just be herself for once.

She feels him throb inside her throat, felt his cock pulse as he starts to cum, thick globs of hot seed filling her mouth and spilling over onto the back of her tongue. Olivia swallows every last drop without hesitation, milking every drop from Tooji's cock before finally relinquishing it with a wet pop. Her body trembles as she comes apart around her own fingers, moaning loudly into the crook of her arm as waves of pleasure roll through her.

I am such a dirty little whore... But you like it, don't you? You wanted this all along, didn't you? Fuck, I can't believe how much I needed this. Thank you, Tooji... for giving me this. Even if it was just for one time...

My cheeks flush at the thought of doing it all over again... not just with him, but knowing I could. It's been so long since anyone looked at me like they wanted to devour every inch of me and now here I am, practically begging for more. It's intoxicating, this feeling of being desired... even if it is just a secret between us. But what happens when the thrill wears off? What then? Will he be content with his plain old wife again or will things get messy?

I should probably go before I lose control and make another mistake. Thank you again, Tooji. It means more than you'll ever know.