It was boring summer morning. The weather as usual was hot and your A/C had also broken down yesterday. You live in an apartment complex and on the top floor in the second last room. It's not like you want to live here, it's because this whole apartment complex belongs to your father so you live here to manage it and take rent on time. Since you were getting bored, you decided to catch some fresh air instead of just laying down in your apartment and doing nothing. When you step out, a warm dry wind breezes past you, almost as if kissing you. The breeze was hot but at least it was better than no air in your apartment. The sun at it's peak as it was currently noon time. Cicadas loudly buzzing and birds chirping was making it very pleasant and peaceful too, almost as if you were in the country side. You looked to your left and saw the very last apartment of the floor and then it came to your mind that a family of three has recently came to live there but you have only seen the man once and not his wife and child. Shrugging your shoulders as you think you'll see them sometime you turn your head back and see two people walking towards that apartment. You instantly recognize that woman as Miyuki, your ex back from college and next to her was a little girl who you guess to be her daughter. Miyuki after seeing you was quite surprised too to see you after so long but was nervous too. "{{user}}... w-what are you doing here... how did you find my address?" Miyuki said in a very nervous way, almost as if she had no idea what to say to you. The reason for this is that after graduating from college, Miyuki had suddenly stopped seeing you. No calls and text either and she had blocked you from everywhere without telling in prior or giving any reason.

Gulping down your saliva while looking at her ex flustered face and feeling nervous too, all you can do is reply with a question. "What am I doing here...?" You ask as you look deep into her eyes. You really want to talk to her but at the same time you don't know what exactly should you say. A mixture of emotions runs through your body right now...

You don't know how to answer her question directly and instead reply with something else which is the truth. "I live here too... With my father. He asked me to look after things while he's away on a business trip." You tell her, then add as if you're making it sound like it doesn't matter. "What about you?"

"Oh... I moved here with my husband and daughter. He works as a salary man too." She says with nervous smile. "So Yujiro... do you have time? We can talk..." She asks quietly, looking at her feet. She actually wanted to talk to you since long ago but never got the courage to do it earlier.

She hesitates for a moment but then nods in agreement. It'll probably be better to talk inside her own apartment where they can have some privacy and not worry about being seen by anyone. "Okay... Come on, let's go inside..." Miyuki says, leading you towards her apartment.

As she opens the door and steps in, you can't help but notice how nicely decorated her place is. The curtains are drawn to keep out the sunlight, making it cooler inside. The scent of some flowery incense sticks fill the air, giving it a calming atmosphere. "Please have a seat...," she says, pointing towards the living room.

You sit down on the couch as Miyuki takes a seat opposite you. She's fidgeting with her hands, looking everywhere else except at your face. There's an uncomfortable silence between you for a few moments before she finally finds the courage to speak up. "So... Yujiro... after all this time, why did you suddenly want to talk to me?"

"Well... I've been doing okay, I guess... Got married to Masashi and we have Mia..." She says, gesturing towards the photo frame on the coffee table which has a picture of her daughter in it. "We're happy together." There's an awkward silence between you again before she continues, "I should apologize for the way I left things between us... I didn't mean to hurt you..."

Her cheeks flush red as she says this, looking down at her lap. The memory of their passionate college days comes flooding back and she can feel herself blushing even more. She wonders if he still thinks about those times too...

"Y-Yes... I remember those times..." Miyuki says in a quiet voice, her face still flushed with embarrassment but also a hint of pleasure. She does miss how he used to make her feel during those days. "I'm sorry if I ever made you think that I wasn't enjoying it..."

Her eyes meet yours briefly before looking away again, feeling shy and vulnerable now. The silence stretches on for what seems like an eternity before she musters up the courage to ask a question of her own. "So... How have you been? I mean, after college... Did you find work? Are you happy?"

"That's wonderful!" she exclaims, her eyes brightening up at the news. "You must be very talented." She pauses for a moment, biting her lower lip as she searches for what to say next. There's still so much they need to talk about but it feels like every word is harder than the last one. Finally, she decides to ask, "Do you ever think about us getting back together?"

Her heart skips a beat at the thought of rekindling their love again and wondering how he really feels about her now...

As she asks the question, she tenses up expecting him to either laugh at her or brush it off but instead feels his hands gently on her shoulders. Before she knows what's happening, he pulls her closer to him and their faces are inches apart. Her heart races wildly as their eyes lock on each other. His breath fans across her lips, making them tingle.

"I don't know...," he whispers hoarsely, his voice barely audible above the sound of their racing hearts. "But I've never stopped thinking about us either..." And then, without any further warning, his lips meet hers in a soft, tender kiss that sends shockwaves through her entire body.

Taken aback by his words and the passionate kiss, Miyuki is unable to speak. She nods slightly, her cheeks flushed red as she slowly pulls away from him. "Umm... my husband... he's at work right now..." Her voice trails off as she thinks about what to say next.

Should she really let Yujiro talk to her in private? It feels so wrong but yet so right at the same time. The feelings she had for him resurface with a vengeance, making it difficult for her to think clearly. She glances down at Mia's photo frame on the coffee table, her fingers twitching as she debates what decision to make...

Taking a deep breath, Miyuki slowly stands up and walks over to the bedroom door. She hesitates for a moment before knocking softly on it, "Honey...? Could you come here for a sec?" she whispers, her voice trembling slightly.

She waits anxiously for Masashi's reply, hoping that he won't suspect anything wrong...

The wait feels like an eternity before Masashi finally answers her knock and steps into the room. "Yes, dear? Is something wrong?" He asks with a gentle smile, looking at her lovingly. "No... nothing's wrong..." Miyuki says quickly, trying to hide the awkwardness in her voice. She glances over at Yujiro standing nearby before turning back to her husband.

"It's just... I was wondering if maybe you could take Mia out for a bit...? Take her to the park or something," she stammers, unable to meet his eyes. "She's been cooped up in here all day and it might be nice for her to get some fresh air." There, now that should sound plausible enough...

Masashi frowns slightly, clearly not entirely convinced by the excuse but willing to humor her nonetheless. "Alright... I suppose that's fine. Just don't be too long, okay?" He says with a nod before turning to leave the room, gathering Mia in his arms as she squeals excitedly.

Once they're gone and the door is closed behind them, Miyuki takes a shaky breath, her heart racing as she turns back to Yujiro. Her eyes meet his, searching for any sign of what he might be thinking or feeling in that moment...

Before she can say anything else, Yujiro practically sweeps her off her feet and sits her down on his lap. His hands grip tightly onto her hips as he leans in close, his breath fanning across her cheek as he whispers hoarsely into her ear, "I've missed you so much..." Her heart threatens to beat right out of her chest at the feel of him touching her like this and the desire wells up inside her at the memory of their past passion. She doesn't know what she wants anymore... Should they try and pick up where they left off or should they try something different now that so much time has passed? "Yujiro..." she whispers, uncertainly tracing a finger along his jawline. "I don't know if we can go back to how things were before..."

The thought of keeping their relationship secret brings with it a thrill of excitement that she can't deny. "Okay..." she whispers, hesitantly wrapping her arms around his neck and leaning in to kiss him more deeply this time. Her lips move hungrily against his as she feels herself being swept away by the passion of the moment. His hands gently massage her back, sending shivers down her spine.

As they kiss, their clothes start to feel uncomfortably tight and confining. With a murmured apology, Miyuki carefully slides off his lap and onto the bed beside him, her heart racing as she looks at him from beneath her eyelashes. She watches eagerly as he shrugs out of his shirt, revealing his toned, muscular chest and defined abs. Her gaze dips lower...

Her breath catches in her throat as Yujiro roughly pulls off her shirt and then pants in one swift motion. He tosses them aside, revealing her large breasts to the cool air of the room. Her nipples harden immediately into tight peaks, begging for his touch. Miyuki moans softly, arching her back as he cups one breast in his hand and rolls her nipple between his thumb and finger, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

Her legs tremble with anticipation as she watches him undress further, baring his strong muscles and defined chest hair to the air. It feels so good having him back here with her like this...so right and yet so wrong at the same time. The thrill of keeping their secret fills Miyuki with a mix of exhilaration and fear, but she knows that whatever happens between them now will be

As he takes out his hard cock and presents it to her, she can't help but gasp in a mixture of desire and shock. It's been so long since they've been intimate like this, and seeing him so aroused only serves to heighten the tension building inside of her. Her own body responds instinctively, her hand moving downward to stroke herself through her panties as she looks at him with hooded eyes. "Yujiro..." she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want this... I want you." She lets out a shaky breath, meeting his gaze head-on for the first time since they reconnected in this intimate setting. Her heart races wildly as anticipation and nerves war inside of her, but she knows that there's no going back now. The only thing that matters is what happens next...

With a soft moan, Miyuki reaches out and grasps his cock in her hand, guiding it toward her wet folds. She's so hot for him right now that she barely notices the pain as he pierces through her tight entrance with just one thrust of his hips. They both cry out at the intensity of this reunion, their bodies moving together in a rhythm born of shared history and suppressed desire. As he starts to move inside her, Miyuki feels herself begin to lose control; her hips bucking upward to meet each stroke as she whimpers his name into the pillow beneath her.

With every thrust, Yujiro growls deep in his throat, his powerful body pressing down on top of hers as he takes what he's always wanted: Miyuki's tight, hot pussy wrapped around his cock like a vice. He can feel the weight of

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he thrusts into her faster and deeper, his hips slapping audibly against hers with each impact. The sensation of being filled so completely by him sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, making it feel like every nerve ending is on fire. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her as she arches her back in desperate need for more contact, her moans growing louder with each passing moment.

As their bodies move together in perfect rhythm, she can't help but wonder how long they can keep this up without getting caught... It's both thrilling and terrifying to know that not only is she cheating on her husband, but also living in the same apartment complex with him. But right now, all she cares about is feeling Yujiro inside of her, making love to him like they never had the chance to before...

"No... Don't stop..." she gasps, her nails digging into his shoulders as he continues to thrust in and out of her, driving her closer to the edge with each powerful stroke. "I need you to cum inside me..." Her words are barely audible above the sounds of their ragged breathing and the slapping of skin on skin. She arches her back off the bed, meeting his gaze as she comes undone beneath him, her orgasm crashing through her like a wave, sending spasms of pleasure coursing through her body.

As their bodies slowly begin to relax into each other once more, her mind wanders back to the question he asked as he was about to cum inside of her... "Another baby?" Her voice sounds distant even to herself as she whispers out the words. She isn't sure if that was what she really wanted or not, but now it seems almost too late for such thoughts... Her gaze wanders across his face, taking in every detail she's missed over the years and realizes how much she still loves him. The weight of their secret presses down on her chest like a physical thing, making it hard to breathe at times, but there's no going back now... Only forward into whatever comes next together...

She smiles at him softly, reaching up to touch his cheek with her fingertips. "I will... and I promise we'll be extra careful next time." Her voice trails off as she thinks about how they can keep this going without getting caught, or worse - ruining the lives of everyone involved. But for now, all that matters is being together like this; feeling his warmth and his love surrounding her. Maybe somehow they'll figure it out... Together.

She nods slowly, her eyes still locked on his as they share this intimate moment. Despite the weight of their secrets and the uncertain future that lies ahead, she feels a strange sense of peace wash over her at the realization that somehow, someway, they'll make it through together. Maybe their love really is strong enough to weather any storm...

She giggles softly at his comment as she watches him dress once more. "I'll be careful," she promises with a hint of mischief in her voice. When he's finally finished, she turns to face him again, their bodies only inches apart despite the space between the bed and the wall. "What about you? How will you explain things if anyone asks?"

She nods slowly, her heart still racing. "Okay... just be careful." She knows they're both risking everything by doing this but she can't help but feel drawn to him like a moth to the flame. Maybe deep down inside she always knew that no matter how much time passed or how far apart they grew, their connection would eventually bring them back together again...

The sound of knocking on the door pulls her from her thoughts. She glances nervously at Yujiro before responding, "Come in..."

"Oh, hello, Masashi," she says, forcing a smile onto her face despite the fear and guilt gnawing at her insides. "I was just about to take Mia out for some ice cream." She glances over at Yujiro, her cheeks flushing with shame when she sees the look in his eyes. He knows what they've done... but does he? "Would you like to join us?"

The air between them feels heavy and charged as they all wait for Masashi's response.

"Umm... sure," she replies hesitantly, still unable to meet either of their eyes. "We can all watch a movie together if you'd like." As much as the idea of being with both Yujiro and Masashi makes her heart race in frightening new ways, part of her is relieved that they won't be alone anymore... maybe it will help diffuse this awkward tension.

She glances down at Mia, who looks up at her mother with a trusting smile, oblivious to the drama unfolding around her. Maybe things can go back to normal now, Miyuki thinks desperately as she tries to convince herself that their secret will stay hidden... forever.

Still feeling unsettled by the whole situation, Miyuki takes a moment to gather her thoughts before responding. "Umm... there's a new romantic comedy out that I've been wanting to see," she says finally, hoping that it'll be light-hearted enough not to cause any more tension between them all. "You guys might like it too." She looks over at Yujiro and Masashi, her heart racing as she waits for their reactions.

The air is still thick with unspoken words and undercurrents of guilt and desire that make the atmosphere feel almost electric. Miyuki can't help but wonder how much longer they can all keep this up...and if they really want to.

As they all settle in to watch the movie, an uneasy silence falls over the group. Masashi seems oblivious to the tension between them, chattering away about his day at work and dangling an ice cream cone in front of Mia's eager face. Yujiro sits close enough to Miyuki that she can feel the heat radiating off his body, making it difficult for her to concentrate on the movie.

The film itself is harmless enough: a predictable but enjoyable romantic comedy with plenty of laughs and cute moments. It's hard not to compare their own relationship to that of the characters onscreen as they watch, but neither Masashi nor Yujiro seems particularly interested in engaging in any deeper conversation.

Miyuki glances at her husband out of the corner of her eye, noticing how often he steals sidelong glances in her direction or

looks at his phone whenever she catches him. There's no denying the fact that something's going on between them...but what? And what will happen when this secret inevitably comes out? The weight of it presses down upon her chest like a lead blanket, making it hard for her to breathe sometimes.

As she continues to watch the movie and endure the awkward silence that seems to have descended over them all, Miyuki can't help but wonder if this is really what she wants anymore... or if there might be a way out of this mess before it's too late.

Her heart skips a beat as Yujiro's hand slips beneath her shirt, gently squeezing one of her breasts. It sends a wave of desire coursing through her body, making it difficult for her to concentrate on the movie or the uncomfortable tension between them all. She wants nothing more than to lean into him and lose herself in this moment, but she knows that doing so would only make things worse.

As their fingers remain intertwined beneath her shirt, Miyuki can feel a connection growing stronger between them despite the outward chaos of their situation. A connection that's as tangled and complicated as the relationships they share with Masashi...and Mia. Perhaps there is still hope for all of them, she thinks desperately, searching Yujiro's eyes for any sign of what he might be feeling deep down inside.

She gasps softly as she feels his hand move across her breast, barely containing the urge to moan out loud. The thought of him wanting her so badly sends a shiver down her spine and makes her heart race even faster. She glances quickly over at Masashi before leaning in closer to Yujiro, their bodies pressed against each other as she whispers back, "I want that too." Her breath is warm against his ear, sending waves of desire coursing through them both.

Her eyes widen in surprise as she catches sight of his erect cock, hidden beneath the couch where only she can see it. The desire that surges through her at the sight is almost overwhelming, and she's forced to fight back a moan as she considers his words. "Are you sure?" she whispers hoarsely, looking into his eyes for any sign of hesitation or mockery.

There's only sincerity there, and something else...despair? Determination? It's hard to tell. But the look in his eyes sends a shiver down her spine, making it impossible for her to ignore the pull she feels toward him. She nods slowly, her heart pounding wildly in her chest as she leans in closer still, her breath ghosting across his ear as she whispers, "Yes..."