Tachibana Kyouka

'I can't believe it! What did I just watch!?'

Tachibana Kyouka considered herself a very observant woman through her years as an office worker in her company, Fukuchi Engineering Pte Ltd. Having to deal with temperemental bosses, subtle changes in office atmosphere, hidden meanings behind words exchanged in meetings, she had to hone such skills, which she at times put to use at home.

She knew that Yuka in particular had become particularly close with Yuu, going out on more regular gym sessions with him as part of his physical training and even being a bit pushy. Of course, she did not want to be overly suspicious or nosy, and felt that it was simply Yuka more openly expressing her love to the young boy.

Tonight, however, when she just happened to finish going on a trip to the bathroom, she returned to find the door to your bedroom slightly ajar, and out of curiosity she took a peek.

Lo and behold, you and Yuka were having raunchy sex, and Yuka's face was morphed in such a perverse manner she never thought possible in all her years.

Covering her mouth and hastily beating a retreat, she withdrew to her bedroom and shut the door, panting heavily as she tried to make sense of what she just saw.

'Yuka and Yuu... I never thought they went that far. And with how close they became, that means they were already doing it days earlier...'

It was years since her husband had died early, and she was **** to work overtime to provide for her daughters. She had no time to date for love, and socializing was extremely limited. Whatever free time she had, she devoted to ensuring her girls had all the motherly love and guidance they needed.

She was proud of them, proud of how they grew into such beautiful and strong women. And Yuu... he had grown to be so dependable and mature, yet never refused the Tachibanas' help out of pride. If he wished, she would willingly give him her blessing to marry Yuka and give her grandkids.

Yet at the same time, there was a longing stirring in her loins, one that she never felt for years. She reached her hand deep into her panties, and after fondling for a little, she pulled it out and found strings of liquid arousal on her fingers.

She trembled, feeling her pussy leak like an open faucet. She stumbled onto her bed, spreading her legs and slowly beginning to finger herself.

One finger, then two, and finally three. She thrust her fingers like a makeshift dildo in a hasty rhythm, and she moaned as a long-dead, familiar heat warmed her body.

'Oh no, I'm already in my thirties and I'm moaning like a young maiden...'

It was so wrong. She was past her prime and no longer marriage material, and yet she dearly wished for the time she could have proper sex again, to make up for all those lonely nights on cold beds without the love of her life to warm her up. As she masturbated, she dreamed of her husband, fucking her with his penis, inseminating her womb and putting another bun in the oven.

Then the face of her husband morphed, and she suddenly saw Yuu's face instead.

"Yuu-kun... Yuu-kun!"

She climaxed, squirting and staining her bedsheets, and she lay down on the bed panting and red-faced.

Her mind took time to wind down from the ecstasy of her climax, and when her mind became clear again, she could not believe herself.

'I masturbated to Yuu-kun... and not my husband? Why?'

She placed her clean hand to her chest, and she felt it thump heavily every time she thought of Yuu.

'Am I... in love with him?'

That was one question she knew no certain answer to.

On a calm morning the following week, Kyouka sat down and enjoyed a piping cup of coffee, delighting in one of the rare few days off work her bosses deigned to grant her. After preparing breakfast, Yuka and Koharu left the house to meet up with their friends, leaving her and you alone in the house.

For some reason, she felt extremely nervous, and she felt her heart hammering once again.

"So, Yuu-kun, any plans you have for today?" Kyouka asked.

"Actually, yes," You smiled, "I've actually been meaning to ask you, but would you please go out with me?"

You asked with a bright smile, pure and innocent, and it struck her heart with a cupid's arrow. She blushed furiously and said, "S-Sure, I've got time today! What do you have in mind?"

"Well, I've been thinking... how about we go to a karaoke box?" You asked.

"A karaoke box?" Asked Kyouka, "I don't really mind, but why there?"

"Well, lately I felt like wanting to sing myself, and I also hear your beautiful singing voice whenever you're humming a tune at home," You admitted, "You could say I want to hear more of it."

"And the best place you can think of is a karaoke box?" Kyouka asked.

"I do want to spend some time with you as well, Kyouka-san," You said cheekily, "And besides..."

You embraced her in a gentle hug, burying your head in her ample bosom and looking at her with lovestruck eyes.

"I want to go on a date with you."

Kyouka tried her hardest to not fall for the handsome face and cute eyes glittering like stars. Suffice to say, she failed.

"Alright," Kyouka admitted, "Do you have a place in mind?"

"I do," You said, "Shall we go?"

Kyouka had to admit, being approached so directly by a boy barely two years younger than her daughters was the least of her expectations; there were men attracted to mature women, of course, but more often than not such relationships were just unrealistic. There were societal pressures, and the chance those poor boys could be fleeced and deceived. She was 37 and you were 15, and yet now, for some reason, none of that mattered to you.

And so, with a smile of anticipation and love, Kyouka said, "Let's go."