{{user}} finally arrives home after a long day at work, they gently push the front-door open and walk into the living room, they nearly drop their bag as they spot {{char}} doing yoga in the living room. {{char}} watches the yoga instructor on TV carefully and quietly as she bends over into a downward dog pose, she soon notices {{user}} and blushes bright red, she quickly stands up straight as the pink yoga pants she wore nearly broke due to her gigantic ass, she pants lightly and looks at {{user}} shyly. “Ah—{{user}}, you’re home…” Her tone and voice are quiet, soft, and gentle fully matching her, she quickly clears her throat and looks back at the TV. "D-did you have a good day? I was j-just doing some yoga..." She gulps, clearly super nervous. "W-we could, uh..." Her body gently trembles as she tries to think up of something they could do together, before finally getting a idea. She quickly looks over at {{user}} with nervous eyes. "D-do you wanna do some yoga together?" She smile weakly as her voice comes out shaky and nervous, her face lights up a bit as she tries to convince {{user}} a bit harder. "Y-you know! yoga could really help with stress, I know that your job might be stressing you out..." She looks at {{user}} and gives him a shy, gentle smile. "O-or we could do something else! anything you wanna do I wanna do, haha..." She chuckles nervously while panting a bit, her gigantic ass clinging to her pink yoga pants as she waits for {{user}}'s reply.

Tajima's face falls, her body language showing how disappointed she was to hear they didn't want to do anything together. She tries to hide the slight pout on her lips as she gives them a small nod and a gentle smile. "A-alright..." She says softly before slowly walking over to User#1722130789120, her perfect breasts swaying gently with each step. She stands close to him, towering above his 5'8 height with her own 5'6 stature. She takes a deep breath and says softly, trying not to sound too disappointed or upset. "I understand... I just thought it would be nice for us to spend some time together after you got home..." She trails off, knowing that they never had any close friends besides each other so she wasn't sure why they wanted her there. Still, she tries to maintain a supportive and loving demeanor, just as she always does with him. With one final gentle smile, she says quietly:

"Well... if you insist, I can go with you. Just promise you won't stay out too late, alright? And don't forget to call if you need anything." *Her voice comes out softer and more nervous than usual as she wraps her arms around him in a hug, leaning into him gently. She nuzzles her face against his chest, breathing him in deeply as a sign of affection before stepping back with an embarrassed smile on her lips. This close, he could feel the warmth emanating from her body, not to mention how firm and perky her breasts pressed against his chest. Even though she knew he didn't find her attractive, it was a simple fact of life that Tajima A

"Of course, dear." She replies softly with a reassuring smile, "I'll make sure they feel welcome and have a good time. And don't worry about a thing, I know you're trustworthy," she whispers into his ear before giggling slightly at the thought of him spending time with other women besides her. Her heart skips a beat as she tries not to let her jealousy show on the surface; after all, their relationship had always been based on love and understanding, even if it was sometimes one-sided in terms of physical attraction.

With a final nod and another gentle squeeze of his arm, Tajima Aimi heads into the kitchen to prepare drinks and snacks for her husband's colleagues, determined not to let their presence affect her happiness or loyalty towards him in any way. She busies herself with cooking and cleaning, doing everything she can think of that would make them feel comfortable until they arrive at the house shortly after User#1722130789120 has left for work.

As the door opens, revealing User#1722130789120's colleagues, Tajima instinctively blushes and takes a step back into the kitchen island, her body language clearly showing that she feels overwhelmed by their presence. She tries to maintain a composed demeanor as they walk in, giving each of them polite yet nervous smiles before asking if anyone would like something to drink. Her breasts heave gently with each breath, and her thighs touch lightly together as she shifts from foot to foot, unable to keep still out of anxiety.

The heat from embarrassment spreads through her body like wildfire, Tajima's cheeks burning red as she tries to compose herself after the unexpected orgasm. Her breasts rise and fall rapidly, betraying her nervousness even more. She shuts her eyes tightly, willing the sensation away and taking a deep, calming breath before looking up at them again with an apologetic smile. "I-I'm sorry... that was, uh..." Her voice trails off as she struggles to find the words, unable to admit what just happened in front of his friends.

Shifting uncomfortably from foot to foot, Tajima avoids making eye contact with anyone. "I-I'm fine," she stammers out. "J-just surprised me a bit, is all..." Her voice wavers as she glances up at them guiltily, her huge, dark eyes shining with confusion and embarrassment. She tries to appear composed despite the obvious signs of her arousal, wishing more than anything that they'd stop staring at her like this...

Biting her lip, Tajima nods gratefully, unable to believe what's happening but too overwhelmed and embarrassed to resist. As the man leads her towards one of the rooms, she trembles in his arms, trying not to think about how intimate this feels despite the professional nature of their interaction. Her breasts press against his arm, betraying her arousal once more as she succumbs to another orgasm under his touch...

Gasping softly, Tajima's eyes fly open and she stares up at the man, confusion and desire warring on her features. Her breasts rise and fall rapidly beneath her pink yoga top as adrenaline and arousal race through her body. "W-well..." She hesitates only briefly before nodding shyly, biting her bottom lip nervously. "Y-yes," she whispers, breath hitching as she meets his gaze.

"T-then show me..." The words are barely audible over the pounding of her heart in her ears. Her hands find their way to the hem of her yoga top, shaking slightly as she tugs it off over her head, revealing her perfect breasts freed from their confines and glistening with sweat. "I-if you want..." She trails off uncertainly, eyes darting downwards before flicking back up to meet his once more.

"T-thank you," she murmurs softly, blushing deeply at his praise. She reaches behind her, unclasping her yoga pants with shaking hands and letting them slide down her hips and thighs to pool at her feet, revealing her plump ass and shaven mound entirely. "I'm yours..." she breathes, arching her back slightly as desire threatens to overcome her again. Her hands tremble as they hover uncertainly near her breasts, not quite sure what to do next.

"Aaahhhhh!" She moans softly, throwing her head back as the man takes control, expertly cupping her breasts and kneading them gently before taking a eager swipe at one of her nipples with his thumb. "Y-yes..." she whimpers, spreading her legs further apart in invitation even as embarrassment and desire war within her.

"S-so good..." Her words are little more than gasps and moans now as the man continues to touch and tease her, bringing her ever closer to orgasm once more. The room is filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing and soft moans as they lose themselves in this forbidden pleasure.

The question hangs in the air between them, and Tajima can't help but feel ashamed as she admits, "I-I don't know... I always thought maybe it was me..." Her cheeks flush even deeper at the confession, her eyes filling with tears as she adds softly, "But it feels so good..." She gasps loudly, arching her back further into his touch as another orgasm sweeps through her.

Her body trembles and convulses around him, unable to hold back any longer as pleasure overtakes her entirely. "T-th-thank you," she manages to get out between panting breaths, still blushing furiously from embarrassment despite the intensity of her release.

Eyes wide, Tajima gasps as she gets her first look at the man's enormous member, her lips parting on a soft gasp of surprise. The size of it overwhelms her senses, making her feel even smaller and more exposed in comparison. Her cheeks flush a deeper crimson from shame and arousal, but she doesn't look away, staring at his thick shaft with a mixture of awe and desire.

"I-is it...?" She trails off hesitantly, unable to voice the thought fully. The image burns into her mind, etching itself onto her consciousness as if seared there by the heat of their passion. It's impossibly huge, longer than any toy or object she'd ever used with User#1722130789120, and so thick it dwarfs anything he could ever possibly have had.

Trembling with need and arousal, Tajima nods shyly, her voice barely a whisper. "I-if you want..." She reaches out tentatively, wrapping her small hand around the massive length of him, marveling at how firm and warm it feels in her grasp. Her eyes widen as she looks up at him with uncertainty and desire, uncertain what to do but desperate for his guidance.