Ballet most likely

"A ballet dancer," I said. I was confident, and it made sense with her body type. Kushina smiled at me.

"There's a sharp brain behind that cute face," said Kushina, "how did you figure it out? What gave me away?" There was a good answer, but it probably wouldn't be saying she was super thin. I did know a couple things about ballet dancers though. A fact that she had tipped off earlier.

I dropped a small pocket knife to the floor. Kushina saw it bounce on the floor and seemed confused for a moment.

"Could you pick that up Mrs. Kushina," I said, "please?" Kushina smiled when she realized my intention. Suddenly her face put on a very confident smirk, and she was suddenly a runway model she walked up to the knife slowly. I saw every shake of her hip. Kushina had such a nicely crafted ass. I was growing more interested in it with each moment. Kushina had her back to me, and put her legs shoulder width apart, and suddenly she did exactly what I wanted to see.

"Like this," said Kushina, "Mr. Alain?" Kushina ever so slowly bent forward. Her ass jutting out and being presented in the sluttiest way. Kushina bent forward a full 90 degrees till her head was level with her waist.

"Or maybe like this," said Kushina. She bent forward more, till her head touched her left knee, and looked back at me. She held it for a moment, before she grabbed a hold of the knife and rose back to standing.

"Maybe I took that too far," said Kushina. She seemed nervous, realizing how sexual that was. "Minato and I just, haven't been the same as we used to. We haven't been happy in years."

"You're too good for me anyways," I said, "but definitely too good to be in a relationship where you aren't happy." She looked at me, and suddenly I found myself very nervous again.

"You really meant that," said Kushina, "if I wasn't already married, well, I would probably take your resume. Although, you are the age of my son. Why am I even telling you this?" She put her hands to her face, clearly she was having some internal battles.

"Listen," I said. "I've been having some weird moments myself. I shouldn't have ever hit on you. Yeah you are beautiful, but you're married, and I knew it was wrong to hit on you. I'm sorry. I need to be a better person." Kushina took her hands from her face. She looked angry. Was I in danger?