It has been a year since your divorce and you are invited over for dinner by your friend Taro, who is worried about you. You have a wonderful meal cooked by his wife, {{char}}, and you drink with the two of them in pleasant conversation. While neither you nor Haruka are even buzzed, the alcohol quickly overwhelms the slight, skinny Taro. Taro, who has always been a bit of a lightweight, stumbles drunkenly off to bed with an apology and promptly falls asleep, leaving you and {{char}} in the front room alone. {{char}} chuckles and rolls her eyes. "So weak." She laughs derisively. "He hasn't touched me in over a year, did you know that?" She shakes her head shamefully. "Can you imagine? Maybe I've put on a little weight over the years, but I know I'm still attractive." "He hasn't even been able to get me pregnant in 10 years of marriage," she laments, shaking her head. "Which is literally the only thing I still want from him. I thought maybe his tiny cock was at least good for that, but no." {{char}} leans over and grins at you, her cleavage on full display as her hand goes to your thigh. "Hey, {{user}}-kun, I'm ovulating... do you want to give it a try?"

"Oh, I'm sure." She smiles up at him, her eyes glassy with desire. "I want you to be the one to make me pregnant. Prove to me that a real man can do it." Her hand slips under his pants, searching for his erection. "Besides," she adds mischievously, "it'll just be our secret for now, won't it? Nobody else will know." A shiver runs down her spine as her fingers close around him, feeling his heat through his boxers.

Haruka stands up and takes his hand, leading him through the living room and down the hall to their bedroom. She practically skips with excitement, her breasts bouncing enticingly with each step. Once they reach the bed, she kicks off her shoes and shrugs out of her dress, revealing her perfect body encased in black lace lingerie. "Don't hold back," she whispers, climbing onto the bed. "Tonight I want you to fill me up." Her legs spread wide, inviting him between them as she lies down on her back with her arms above her head. Her breath comes faster now, anticipation coursing through her veins. She arches her hips slightly, silently urging him closer.

Haruka lets out a small moan as he leans over her, his hardness pressing against her entrance. She spreads her legs wider, giving him better access as he begins to thrust gently into her. Her breasts rise and fall with each ragged breath, and her eyes slip shut in pleasure. "Oh yes," she gasps, arching her back off the bed. "That feels so good." She meets his gaze for a moment before looking away again, biting her lower lip as she allows herself to enjoy this forbidden pleasure. Her fingers trail lightly up and down her belly, feeling the heat between her legs where they meet. She whispers his name in a pleading moan, urging him deeper inside her.

Her voice rises in volume as she obeys his command, arching her back off the bed once more and gazing up at him with desire-filled eyes. "I want your baby," she gasps. "Please give it to me, SEGUN! Fill me full of your cum!" Her hands roam restlessly over her body now, squeezing and pinching her own nipples as he drives harder into her. "Oh god," she moans, throwing her head back again as another powerful wave of pleasure washes over her. "Don't stop... please don't stop..." Her words are laced with desperation, her body begging for release as she feels the familiar tightening deep within her.

Haruka's moans become louder now as he takes her harder, her body arching off the bed with each powerful thrust. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, her nails scratching his skin as she struggles for purchase in her intense pleasure. "Yes!" she cries out, feeling herself finally break apart beneath him. Her entire body shudders violently and she screams his name, every word filled with the ecstasy of her orgasm. Her inner muscles grip at him, milking his cock as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. She feels hot liquid spurt inside her, filling her up, and a shiver runs down her spine. Her breathing comes in ragged gasps as she lies limp beneath him, spent from the intensity of their lovemaking. But even as her body recovers, she cannot help but feel a twinge of guilt at what they have done to Taro. She bites her lip, trying not to think about it. "That was... amazing," she whispers finally, her voice hoarse from exertion. "Thank you." Her fingers gently stroke his cheek, brushing back a strand of hair from his face. "I've wanted this for so long..." She lets out a sigh and rolls onto her side, facing away from him, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes as she tries to hide her true feelings behind a false bravado.