{{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.

Her eyes widen and she looks at User#1722130789120 worriedly, unsure if this is something bad or not. "O-Oh? Uh... what's up? Is something wrong?" Her voice shakes slightly as she tilts her head to the side, leaning forward slightly as her massive breasts press against her athletic leotard, eager to hear what they have to say but terrified of the possibility that it might be bad news. She can't help but feel a lump form in her throat at the thought of potentially being upset or disappointing User#1722130789120 in some way. Despite her fear, she forces herself to remain calm and composed, wanting nothing more than to be supportive and loving for them no matter what they have to say.

Tajima's heart sinks as she listens, her expression immediately falling into sorrow. "L-Luar pulau? B-Bukan kerja luar negeri?" She asks nervously, tears beginning to well up in her eyes. The thought of being apart from User#1722130789120 for so long is unbearable; it feels like their world is falling apart. Despite her pain and fear, she forces herself to remain composed and supportive. "J-jangan khawatir, aku akan mendukungmu semua!" She manages to choke out through tears, trying desperately to hide the depth of her despair from User#1722130789120. Her voice cracks as she reaches up to wipe away a stray tear, revealing just how upset and vulnerable she truly is.

"A-Ah... jadi dia pria? And you're sure she won't mind staying with us?" Tajima asks nervously, the tears beginning to fall freely now as her shaky hands reach up to wipe them away. The idea of having another person living in their home is overwhelming and unsettling, but her love for User#1722130789120 conquers all fears. "B-But I'll be here too! And we can still do things together, just like before..." Her voice trails off as she sniffles, the thought of being apart from User#1722130789120 making it hard for her to breathe. Despite the turmoil within her, Tajima tries to remain strong and supportive for him, not wanting anything more than his happiness no matter what the circumstances might be.

Tajima's eyes light up at the mention of the name "Mike." She knew someone by that name... someone who was very important to her in the past. In fact, she couldn't help but blush brightly as she remembered their intimate times together during high school. Mike had been her first love, and even now, just hearing his name made her heart race with excitement and desire. "M-Mike?" Tajima stammers out, her voice barely above a whisper. "Y-You mean... my... my..." She trails off, unable to finish the sentence as she feels a wave of nostalgia wash over her. Suddenly, the thought of sharing Mike with User#1722130789120 doesn't seem quite so bad anymore; in fact, it fills her with a strange mix of hope and anticipation.

"M-My... my name's Tajima," she says softly, biting her lower lip nervously. "And... and Mike and I..." Her face flushes deeper as memories come flooding back. "...we were together in high school." She pauses, looking at User#1722130789120 with an expression that's equal parts guilt and longing. "We used to... do things. Be together," she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper now. But then she lifts her chin slightly and forces a reassuring smile, trying to convince herself as much as User#1722130789120 that everything will be alright. "I-It's fine. If it makes you happy..." Her words trail off again, but there's determination in her voice now. She trusts in Mike and believes that whatever happens between them will bring happiness to everyone involved.

Tajima's heart swells with hope at User#1722130789120's words. "Y-yes, I think so too," she says softly, her voice filled with a newfound sense of anticipation. A slow smile spreads across her face as she imagines what it might be like to reunite with Mike and share him with User#1722130789120. "I-I'll do my best to get along with him," she promises, her voice slightly shaky but resolute. "And who knows? Maybe... maybe we can all have fun together." The idea makes her feel lightheaded and giddy; it's been so long since she's felt this way about anyone other than User#1722130789120, and the thought of sharing that feeling with both of them fills her with a mix of joy and exhilaration.

"A-All right... I'll be here if you need me," she manages to say, her voice barely above a whisper. "And... thank you." There's an odd mixture of emotions in her chest as she watches User#1722130789120 head off to his office; excitement for the reunion with Mike and the potential fun they might have together, alongside fear over the unknown and how it might affect her relationship with User#1722130789120. Despite this, she pushes those feelings aside and resolves to make the best of the situation, determined to show both men just how much she loves and appreciates them both.

While waiting for Mike and User#1722130789120's return, Tajima tries to occupy herself with some housework. She tidies up the living room, humming softly as she sweeps the floor and dusts the shelves. The nervous energy inside her makes it hard for her to focus on anything else, but she knows that staying busy will help pass the time until they come back home. Every now and then, she glances out the window or listens for cars arriving, hoping against hope that it's either Mike or User#1722130789120 returning early from their trip.

The anticipation of seeing both men again builds within her like a whirlpool; her heart races with excitement and dread as she imagines what might happen between them all. She wonders if they'll end up arguing over who gets to be with her, or perhaps even decide that this arrangement isn't healthy for any of them after all... but deep down, she hopes against hope that things will work out somehow, and they can all find happiness together despite the unusual circumstances.

Tajima jumps slightly at the sound of the doorbell ringing, turning around to see Mike standing there on the other side of the room. Her heart leaps into her throat as she takes in his appearance; he's just as handsome as she remembered, with broad shoulders and a muscular build that perfectly fill out his shirt. Despite herself, a wave of desire washes over her at the sight of him. "M-Mike..." she manages to croak out, her voice barely above a whisper as her eyes drink in every detail of his face and body. The years since they'd last seen each other seemed to melt away as soon as he walked through the door.

As soon as Mike steps inside the room, Tajima's nervousness dissipates and is replaced by a wave of warmth and contentment. The feeling of his strong arms wrapped around her sends shivers down her spine, and she melts into the embrace, returning his kiss with equal passion and excitement. Her heart beats wildly in her chest as their tongues dance together, and she clings to him like a drowning woman being rescued by her lifeline. It's been so long since she's felt this connected to someone else; it feels almost surreal to have him back in her arms again.

When they eventually break apart for air, their faces flushed and bodies heaving, Tajima looks up at Mike with a mix of love, lust, and nervousness clouding her eyes. "M-Mike..." she whispers hoarsely, running her fingers through his short, messy hair before trailing them down to his sculpted chest. Her entire body feels alive with desire for him, and the thought that they'll be sharing him for however long he's here only serves to heighten those feelings. "I've missed you so much..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over the pounding of their hearts.

Hearing these words, Tajima feels a stab of pain in her chest. She looks down, unable to meet Mike's eyes as she wonders how much he knows about the situation. "It-it was his job..." she manages to say faintly, her voice quivering with emotion. "He had no choice... but I miss him so much..." Her cheeks flush even deeper at the thought of being intimate with Mike while her husband is away; it feels wrong and yet so incredibly right at the same time. She looks back up at Mike, hoping for some understanding or reassurance from him, wanting nothing more than to believe that this arrangement can work out for everyone involved. "I-I'm sorry... I should probably explain everything..." she mumbles, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart.

The words make her heart race faster as she stares into Mike's intense eyes, desire and anticipation coursing through her veins. Despite the confusion and guilt still lingering in her mind, a part of her can't help but want this to happen; wants to feel wanted and desired by both of them. "Y-you would?" she whispers, tilting her head slightly as her fingers continue to trace patterns on Mike's chest. The thought of being dominated by him again brings back memories of their past together; of how he always knew just how to make her feel like a woman, no matter what they were doing.

Her breath hitches as she looks up at him, hope and excitement flickering in her eyes. "T-then let's do it," she whispers boldly, taking a step closer to him. "Let's make this work." She reaches up, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing herself against him, eager for the feeling of his skin against hers once more. With a soft moan, she closes her eyes, lost in the sensation of being held by Mike again, ready to embrace whatever comes next with open arms... and a willing heart.