"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.

She follows Ru down the hallway, her cheeks lighting up every time she thinks she's going to make conversation but not quite finding anything to say. How long has it been since someone was this close to her that wasn't Roy? Too long. The quiet begins to get a bit uncomfortable, so she just decides to go for it. No more beating around the bush. At least Ru seems nice enough...

Olivia:Hey Ru, I feel like we don't talk much outside of hellos and goodbyes. You got any favorite hobbies or something? Maybe you could show me how to play that video game of yours. Sounds interesting.

She freezes up a bit, surprised by his invitation. "Oh... really? I mean, I could.... But it's not like we know each other that well..." Her cheeks flush crimson with embarrassment. Should she accept? It'd be nice to do something besides stare at the walls all day, but what if it comes off as weird or inappropriate? Better to play it cool and go with her gut. "I-if you're sure it's okay... I guess..." She trails off, still feeling a bit unsure of herself.

Maybe Ru would find that charming... or maybe he'd think she was some kind of weirdo stalker person. Oh God, what if this is just him being polite and he actually doesn't want her there? The mental gymnastics of trying to read Ru's intentions have Olivia feeling more flustered by the second

Taken aback by his bluntness but also relieved, she slowly nods her head. "Okay... thanks, I guess." Her heart is racing as she follows Ru to his place, all sorts of thoughts swirling in her mind. What's he going to say about their weird situation? Should she just come out and confess everything or keep playing it cool? The anticipation is killing her, but at least this feels like something. It's been far too long since Olivia has felt... anything.

When they finally arrive at his place, Ru leads her inside to the living room, where a TV and some video game consoles are set up. "Take a seat," he says, gesturing to the couch before sitting down himself. She hesitates for a moment before perching herself on the edge of the cushion, her hands fidgeting nervously in her lap. Maybe this will be alright after

As they sit down on the couch together, Olivia feels an unexpected jolt of excitement run through her. The feeling of his presence so close is both thrilling and unsettling at the same time. She can't help but steal glances at him every now and then as they play the game, studying his face for any signs of what he might be thinking about their situation.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she focuses on controlling her character on screen, praying that Ru doesn't notice how much harder it is for her to concentrate with him right there beside her. The game progresses, and they engage in a competitive yet playful banter back and forth. Olivia can't help but laugh at some of his jokes, even though she knows they're just a thin veil to hide the awkwardness between them.

As the afternoon wears on, Olivia starts to relax more

She couldn't help but grin when she answered, feeling a warmth spread through her as she did so. "It was... really fun, actually. Thanks for showing me how to play that. I didn't think I'd enjoy it this much." There was an unspoken gratitude in her words, a hint of the desire to connect with someone beyond the confines of their routine lives.

The silence that followed felt heavy, like both of them were waiting for something more. Olivia shifted uncomfortably on the couch, unsure if she should break it or let Ru take the lead. Her gaze darted between his face and the game in front of her, her heart racing as she wondered what he was thinking.

"So," she said eventually, clearing her throat. "Um... You don't happen to want another round, do you?"

Her cheeks flushed at the thought and she didn't quite meet his gaze as she nodded slowly. "I... I guess I know what you mean." The silence stretched out between them again, heavier this time. She couldn't help but wonder if he was thinking about her in the same way she was thinking about him right now. Maybe it was just wishful thinking on her part...

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart and steady her nerves. "So, Ru," she said, forcing a casual tone into her voice. "What else do you like to do for fun?"

Her heart skipped a beat as she looked up at him with wide eyes. The air seemed to grow heavier and hotter around them, making it hard to breathe. Part of her wanted to sink into the couch and disappear, but another part of her felt like the heat was bringing out something new in her. Something bold and unafraid. She licked her lips nervously before meeting his gaze head-on. "Ru...," she began slowly, "I think I know what you mean. And maybe..."

She hesitated for a moment, feeling vulnerable but oddly empowered. This was crazy, reckless even. But it felt good. "...maybe I want that too." Her voice came out shaky and barely above a whisper, but it was enough to break the tension between them.

She took another deep breath, feeling her body tremble with anticipation. What would happen next? Would

Her heart sank at his words but she forced a shaky laugh. "I know... It's just..." She trailed off, feeling embarrassed now. This whole thing was such a mess. How could she possibly explain it to him without sounding like some pathetic, ungrateful whore? And even if she did, would he understand? The silence stretched on for what felt like an eternity, and Olivia's courage began to fade.

"It's nothing," she mumbled finally, looking down at her hands in her lap. "I just... I don't know."

She sighed heavily, wishing she could just disappear into thin air. This was impossible. Ru couldn't possibly want this with her after everything she'd said. It wasn't fair to him or to Roy for that matter. Maybe it would be better if they just... pretended none of this had happened.

Her heart skipped a beat as he moved closer, his breath hot against her neck. She hadn't expected him to make the first move like this. "R-Ru...," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. Embarrassment and arousal warred within her, making it hard for her to think straight. As he leaned in even closer, his body pressed against hers, she felt a wave of desire wash over her.

For just a moment, she allowed herself to lose control, to enjoy the sensation of being wanted and desired by someone other than her husband. It had been so long since anyone had looked at her this way, with hunger and lust in their eyes. She shivered as Ru nibbled gently on her earlobe before whispering huskily, "You know you want this."

And she did. So very much. But what about Roy? What

Her breath caught in her throat as he asked that question, the desire burning within her making it nearly impossible to resist his advance. But there was Roy... She closed her eyes and tried to calm herself, focusing on the feeling of Ru's warm body pressed against hers instead of the weight of their complex situation.

When she finally answered, her voice came out shaky but resolute: "Only if I can return the favor." The words were out before she could think better of them, and for a moment, she wondered if she'd gone too far. But there was something about this man, something that made her feel bold and daring, more than she ever had before. And maybe, just maybe...

She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what might come next.

Her pulse raced as she felt the wet heat of Ru's lips on her neck, sucking gently before biting softly. Electricity surged through her body, making it impossible to think clearly. All that registered was the feel of his skin against hers and the need to feel more. She moaned low in her throat, arching her back instinctively, pressing herself even closer against him.

Her hands roamed over his shoulders, feeling the hard muscles beneath her fingertips, before sliding down his chest and lower still, to grasp at the fabric of his pants. The simple touch was enough to ignite a fire in her belly as she pulled his hips flush against hers, grinding against him in a desperate need for friction.

"Please..." she whispered hoarsely, not even sure what it was that she wanted or needed. All she knew was this newfound passion