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With the first light of day, Eri Kisaki stirred from her slumber, tended to her teeth, and washed her face, then gracefully began her morning by sifting through her collection of wardrobe.
Just last evening, Takuya had tenderly invited Eri for a romantic outing, much to her delight.
With more than ten years of marriage behind her, she had surrendered to a life free of romantic pursuits; yet, it appeared that fate was ready to offer her a fresh bloom of love.
Naturally, she would take hold of this opportunity with open arms, relishing the pampering and love bestowed upon her by her darling.
After all, who wouldn't desire to bask in the warmth of another's affection
Takuya, in particular, held a special place within her heart.
While Eri was thinking about what to wear today, she realized that none of her clothes felt right.
She desired to etch a lasting memory in Takuya's mind; after all, he was known to have a penchant for all things black.
With this in mind, she opted for a short skirt paired with a pair of sleek black stockings. The ensemble was nothing short of exquisite.
As Eri stood before the mirror, a wave of contentment washed over her heart.
With an air of refinement and seduction, she was bound to capture Takuya's interest.
Given the circumstances, it was only to be expected that she would feel a mounting excitement as she approached the rendezvous point at Flower Park.
Meanwhile, Takuya had also risen early, donning casual attire in preparation for their Date.
His gestures gave off a vibe of complete indifference, which was totally different from the intense excitement that was bubbling inside Eri as she stood there, waiting by the entrance of the park.
You could really feel her anxiety in the air; she couldn't shake the thought of Takuya not showing up on time for their date. Just imagining that possibility sent chills all over her body.
As fate would have it, however, their meeting did transpire with relative ease.
As Takuya's gaze fell upon Eri's stunning silhouette, clad in seductive black stockings and a miniskirt that hugged her every curve, a spark of desire flickered in his eyes.
His words, dripping with sincerity, served only to further heighten the tension between them.
" Eri, you look absolutely stunning today."
Eri blushed at his compliment, feeling a flutter in her chest as she accepted the bouquet of flowers he presented to her.
Her response was tinged with an undercurrent of shyness, though she couldn't deny the thrill that coursed through her veins as Takuya drew close.
The world around them seemed to fade into the background as they locked eyes, their connection palpable and undeniable.
Eri was engulfed by a feeling of release, as if she had let go of all her pretensions, allowing herself to be carried away by the fervor of Takuya's devotion.
Takuya pulled Eri close in a tight embrace, his strong arms wrapping around her slender waist. She gasped softly as he pressed their bodies together, feeling the warmth of his firm chest through her thin flower-patterned blouse. Her large 32D breasts squished against him.
"Eri..." Takuya murmured huskily, gazing down at her with smoldering eyes. Eri blushed and averted her eyes demurely, but couldn't resist the magnetic pull of his dominant presence.
He tilted her chin up with one hand as he cupped the back of her head with the other, angling her face towards him. Eri's breath quickened in anticipation.
Takuya claimed her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. His tongue plunged into her mouth insistently and she eagerly met his movements, their tongues swirling together sensually. He kissed her over and over until they were both breathless, unable to get enough of her sweet taste and soft lips.
Eri's knees felt weak from the intensity of Takuya's dominant affection. She clung to him for support, slender arms winding around his neck as she arched into his embrace, pressing her ample bosom against his firm chest. Her flower-patterned mini skirt rode up slightly, revealing more of her shapely thighs encased in sheer black stockings.
Takuya kissed Eri with increasing fervor, gripping a handful of her long dark hair and angling her head to deepen the kiss even further. She whimpered needily against his lips, desire coiling hotly inside her. He continued ravishing her mouth possessively until they were both left panting and flushed from the passionate French kisses.
As the moments ticked by, their passion intensified, with the pair sharing a tender kiss amidst the tranquil surroundings of Flower Park. It was an experience unlike any other – one that left Kisaki Eri feeling breathless and yearning for more.
Do you realize what her life was like for all those years? Just a grind to earn money and take care of her daughter, without any love or playful moments.
Mouri Kogoro was not the romantic initiative type.
Eri was once again reminded of Mouri Kogoro, feeling quite wronged, so she hugged Takuya tightly, being even more forward than he was.
Takuya sensed Eri's boldness and met her fervor with equal intensity.
‟Wow, I'm really jealous of such stunning beauty."
"The man is also very handsome, Right? I think he looks familiar."
However, their blissful interlude was short-lived, as reality soon reared its head in the form of Takuya's celebrity status and Eri's own high profile as a renowned lawyer. The risks associated with their clandestine affair were undeniable; if discovered, they risked being ostracized by society.
" Let's go," Eri urged, her voice laced with an undercurrent of urgency. "Let's not stick around any more."
Takuya nodded in compliance, following closely behind as they made their way to a secluded corner of the park.
‟Takuya, just watch out next time. We've all been seen, and if the press catches wind of this, my family will find out."
Then there, they shared another tender moment, their lips meeting in another passionate kiss that seemed to defy the conventions that bound them.
It was amidst this intimate setting that Fujiwara Takuya broached the subject of a secret relationship, his words dripping with sincerity.
‟Eri, do you still feel like we should hide our relationship? Let´s go out in the open!"
For sure, this is Eri's thought, and she's keen on keeping it a secret from Ran Mouri, so her daughter Ran doesn't get hurt.
In her heart, Ran Mouri takes the top spot, Takuya Fujiwara is a close second, and Mouri Kogoro is just not on her radar.
"Takuya, I don't want to make Ran sad, just listen to me." Eri was acting all cutesy and childish, just like a little girl.
Eri's response was tinged with an air of hesitation; after all, she knew that her husband and daughter would be deeply affected by their actions.
" Takuya," she began, adopting a coquettish tone in an attempt to deflect attention from the gravity of their situation. "Let's just keep things between us under wraps, shall we?"
‟Takuya, I recall you have someone special, so perhaps it's best we avoid discussing our relationships and keep ours hidden away."
Takuya nodded, but his words laced with a sense of resolve. "I'll end things with Miwako if it means I can be with you, Eri."
Eri felt her heart flutter at the prospect; could it truly be possible for them to navigate this precarious situation, all while keeping their relationship under wraps?
He knew it was impossible for Eri to come out in open about their relationship, so he made that talk, as he wasn't going to break up with Miwako Sato for this.
" Takuya, don't do this." she whispered, leaning in close. "I'm married, and I have children. It's impossible for us to be together openly."
Takuya's response was a tender smile, one that seemed to convey an unspoken promise of forever. Eri felt her resolve crumble beneath the onslaught of his affection.
" By the way," she murmured into his ear, "do you like the black stockings I'm wearing today?"
["Thanks for reading!, and Hope you enjoyed the chapter. See you in the next one."]