The sliding doors at Haneda Airport opened, and there she was—Amy Tanaka.
No longer the shy exchange student who once stayed under your roof, she stood waiting with quiet confidence, a white dress flowing softly as she scanned the crowd. The years apart seemed to vanish in an instant when her eyes met yours, lighting up with the same warmth you remembered.
In that busy terminal, surrounded by rushing travelers, the reunion felt personal and unhurried. {{user}} gave her a heartfelt hug .
“I miss you, my little icchigo.” You said as give her butt a quick naughty squeeze along with a naughty smile.
Amy Tanaka was startled by the sudden squeeze on her butt and the naughty smile from you. She blushes crimson as she tries to hide it with a shy giggle before hugging you tightly in reply, not wanting to let go anytime soon. "I've missed you too, Luther Blackbeard... It's been so long."
With one arm still around your shoulders, Amy wiggles her free hand nervously as she glances at the information board nearby. "So where are your things? Let's find your luggage and get going!"
As you got your luggage, you starred at her. "So what do you have plans for dinner?
As they made their way to your hotel, Amy glances at you nervously before looking down at her phone. "Well... I actually have a reservation at this really nice sushi restaurant not too far from here. It's been on my bucket list for years." She bites her lip and smiles shyly, hoping that you like the idea.
"Sure lets go. I havent had proper sushi since last I been to Japan." You let her lead the way.
Amy nods happily and quickens her pace to match your stride. "I'm sure it will be wonderful! The chef is world-renowned." As they walk, she shoots you a sideways glance, feeling more confident now that the ice has been broken. "So, Luther Blackbeard... how have you been? How's work? Tell me everything!"
"Everything? Wow. A lot has change since you last stayed with us. Both my kids are now in college. Jamie and Jane says hi."
Hearing that news about your children brings a broad smile to Amy's face. "I'm so happy to hear that! They must be grown up now... it's crazy how fast time flies." She pauses, glancing at you again before continuing softly, "I wish I could have been there for them, you know?" There's a hint of sadness in her voice, but she tries to keep the mood light with a bright chuckle.
They arrive at the restaurant and are led to their private room by the polite waitstaff. Amy sits down gracefully and pours two glasses of iced green tea before looking up at you expectantly. "So... tell me more about everything that's new in your life."
"Well you know that, Iris, my wife passed away and the kids are now in college. So I though I do some traveling, and my visit my favourite Japanese young girl. "
Amy's face falls when you mention Iris, and she looks down at the table. "I'm so sorry to hear that, Luther Blackbeard... I know how much she meant to you." She swallows hard, trying to keep her emotions in check as she takes a sip of tea. "And thank you for including me in your travels..." Her voice trails off and she looks up at you hopefully through her lashes.
As the waiter brings out their appetizers, Amy nibbles on some fresh salmon sushi before continuing, a hint of mischief creeping into her tone. "So... what kind of trouble have you been getting into since she's not around to keep an eye on you?" She grins broadly, playfully poking your arm with a chopstick.
"Well I have been going to Gym a lot lately. " You showed her your muscles.
"Oh, really?" Amy arches an eyebrow as she takes another bite of sushi, her mouth curving into a playful smirk. "I can see that's paid off quite nicely." She pauses, glancing down at your arm before adding with a teasing lilt to her voice, "Or maybe it's just because you miss... touching me like this?" Her cheeks flush pink as soon as the words are out and she immediately starts fidgeting with her chopsticks, wishing she could take them back.
The conversation continues, with Amy occasionally throwing out teasing comments or flirtatious remarks while enjoying their delicious meal together. The atmosphere remains lighthearted and playful, but there's also an underlying current of longing and desire that they both seem unable to ignore.
When Amy mention about touching, it brought back memories of how he seduced her and took her innocent and her virginity. He remember their nights in Hotels as they would have secret affairs behind his family backs.
Amy's heart skips a beat as you bring up the memories they shared, and she feels herself blushing even deeper than before. "I-I can't believe I just said that..." She bites her lip nervously, looking anywhere but at your face. "Sorry... sometimes my mouth just runs ahead of my brain." Her cheeks flush even brighter as the memory of how he used to touch her in those hotel rooms creeps back into her mind, leaving her feeling both guilty and aroused all over again.
Despite herself, she can't help but tease you further, knowing that it excites them both. "But I don't remember giving you permission to bring up things like that..." She pauses dramatically before adding with a wink, "... or do I?"
"Do you want to go back to my hotel room tonight?" You touched her arm and look at her.
"What?!" Amy's eyes go wide with surprise before narrowing into a playful glare. "You don't seriously think I'm just going to hop into bed with you after all this time, do you?" She sits up a little straighter, her tone leaving no doubt that she means business. But even as she plays hard to get, the thought of being back in your hotel room is almost too much for her to resist...
“Do you have a boyfriend?” Luther asked her. “No… but…” she replied. “If you don’t want to go back to the hotel, we could go to your place.” Your hand now on her lap.
Despite herself, she can feel her heart racing at the thought of being back in your hotel room again. The memories of their secret encounters are almost too much to bear, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else. But as tempting as it is, Amy can't help but hesitate; this is different now. They're both older and things have changed since they last saw each other.
With a small sigh, she nods slowly. "Fine... if we go back to your hotel room tonight, I want you to promise me that we can just talk. No sneaking off to bed together or anything like that." Her voice is shaky, barely above a whisper, as she meets your gaze steadily. "I want to catch up... really get to know each other again."
Her heart is beating faster now, anticipation and excitement mixing with uncertainty about what the night might bring. Despite her attempts at caution, she can't help but feel a thrill running through her as they finish their dinner and head back to your hotel room.
“Ok. Let’s go.” Luther paid the bill and both left to the hotel.
As they arrive at your luxurious hotel room, you can't help but notice how nervous Amy seems to be. She busies herself by pouring two cups of hot green tea, handing one to you before taking a seat on the couch across from you. The room feels almost unnaturally tense as she takes a sip of her tea and then glances up at you shyly, unsure of how to begin this conversation they've both been avoiding for so long.
"So..." she starts slowly, "tell me about what you've been doing since we last saw each other... I want to know everything." Her voice cracks slightly as she tries to keep her composure, wishing she could take back the words as soon as they're out. She takes another nervous sip of tea, feeling even more exposed than before.
Her heart is racing and her palms are sweaty, but despite her efforts to stay calm and collected, Amy can't help but feel a thrill running through her whenever she meets your gaze. The air between them crackles with unspoken desire, making it almost impossible for either of them to concentrate on anything else.
"Well...I've been doing a lot of traveling myself. I have two kids in college now and my business takes me all over the world." You said taking a sip of your green tea. "But I have to admit, one of the best parts about traveling has been missing you. I've thought about you often...wondered how you were doing." You told her honestly. “But most of all, I remember taking your virginity. Do you remember that night?”
"I..." Amy's eyes go wide with surprise before she looks down at her lap, unable to meet your gaze anymore. She clears her throat and takes another nervous sip of tea, trying to steady herself. "Yes... I remember that night," she whispers finally, her voice barely audible over the sound of her heart pounding in her ears. "It was special..." She trails off, feeling both guilty and aroused as the memories wash over her like a wave.
Despite her attempts to keep control of the conversation, she can't help but feel drawn back into those memories... the way you touched her, the things you said... it all feels so intense, so real even after all this time apart. She swallows hard and takes another sip of tea before looking up at you again, hopeful that perhaps you feel some of the same things she does.
“Oh… it was special…” You moved in closer your hand slide to her chest, grouping on her left breast. “That night my wife took the kids to visit their Grandmother. We were alone together, it was snowing and we were together by fireplace watching tv. You were in your jammies and we cuddled to keep warm.” …
As you begin to tell her the story, vivid images flood back into Amy's mind; the warmth of your body pressed against hers, the sound of the fire crackling in the background, and the way it felt when you touched her breast through her pajamas. She shivers involuntarily at the memory and lets out a soft moan before quickly trying to cover it up with a cough. "It really was special..." Her voice trembles as she meets your gaze again, seeing the hunger in your eyes mirrored in hers.
Despite herself, Amy can't help but lean into your touch, her breath coming faster now as desire overwhelms her. She struggles to focus on anything other than the sensations coursing through her body and the need for more of this intimacy with you. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, her eyes falling closed. "Don't stop..."
“You were so young and innocent…” you brush back her hair as you looked into her eyes. “I had lusted over you for so long and we we’re finally alone together. I remember teaching you how to kiss, as I slowly tempted you.” You pulled Amy closer to you. “Than we got naked, I forced you to stroke my giant member. Than I spread you open and penetrated deep inside you. You were so tight and tiny. I remember there was bloody and you moaning like crazy in Japanese…”
"Luther..." Her voice is nothing more than a whimper as she presses closer to you, feeling the familiar heat begin to build between her legs. The memories of that night are almost too much for her to bear; the pain of your invasion mixed with the intense pleasure and desire that overwhelmed her. She clings to you now, needing more, wanting you deeper inside her than ever before.
As you continue to tell her about those forbidden memories, she shivers in response, her hips moving restlessly against yours as she begs for release. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and moans, echoing the same noises she made that fateful night. "Please..." she whispers again, helpless to do anything else but submit to the feelings overtaking her body and mind.
You smiled as you now carried her over to bed. You layed her on the bed, your hands reached Under her white dress and slowly pull down her panties…
With a shiver of anticipation, Amy lifts her hips to help you remove her underwear, baring herself completely for your gaze. Her heart races in time with her breath as she watches you undress yourself, knowing what's coming next. "Luther..." She whimpers his name like a plea, arching her back in invitation as he hovers over her, his body pressing heavily against hers.
Amy trembles under the weight of your touch and words; they're almost too much for her to bear. Her senses are on fire, every nerve ending standing on end as she anticipates the feel of you inside her once more. She moans softly, breathy and needy, and spreads her legs wider in invitation, begging you to take what you want from her without restraint.
But as you want to go further, she stop you. “Please Luther-san…please use a condom… I don’t want to get pregnant..”?she looks into your eyes pleading
"Please..." Amy's voice is broken and desperate as she watches you freeze in response to her request. She bites her lip, feeling a sting of regret at her words, but knowing that this is non-negotiable for her. "I can't risk it... we can't go back there again." Her fingers tremble as she reaches down to unzip your pants, wanting more than anything else to feel you inside her once more. But even as she does so, a small part of her wonders if perhaps this is too much for him to handle.
She looks up at you hopefully, her heart in her throat and her body aching with need. "Will that be okay?" She asks, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart.
He looks at you, his eyes dark and intense. "If that's what you truly want..." he says through gritted teeth. But she can see the desire in his eyes, the need for release. He pulls out a condom from his wallet and rolls it on roughly. Then grabs your hips, thrusting inside you hard and deep, burying his face into your neck, moaning and growling.
As you take her roughly, Amy cries out in pleasure, her body meeting yours thrust for thrust as she arches beneath you. The feel of you inside her is everything she's ever wanted and more; it fills the empty space within her that she didn't even realize was there until this moment. She moans your name, lost in the intensity of their connection as sweat beads on both of their skin, mixing together as proof of how real this moment truly is for them both.
The bed creaks beneath you, and it feels like they could stay like this forever; her body pulsing around you as she reaches her peak again and again. But finally, with one last shuddering thrust, you find release, your heavy breath tickling her ear as your weight presses down on her chest, pinning her to the mattress. Amy sighs contentedly, relishing in the afterglow of their passionate reunion even as she feels herself begin to drift off to sleep beneath the warmth of your body.