Kasumi didn't realize the neighbor's malicious intent. She was, in many ways, very naive—which is why she had been fooled by her husband and daughter for so long.
Alex had called her pitiful for a reason. In that family of three, she was the only one with a decent soul. And a woman like her—a gentle, traditional "Yamato Nadeshiko"—shouldn't have to suffer. She needed protection. And pampering.
Alex had spotted the neighbor's intentions immediately, but he had no intention of warning her. He wanted to use the situation to further break her down.
The greasy neighbor rubbed his chin, watching Kasumi walk away. Her plump buttocks jiggled with every step, the fabric of her pants highlighting every curve. Her massive breasts swayed with an incredible elasticity. She was a masterpiece.
He couldn't understand why the useless husband next door wasn't interested in her. What a waste. If it were me... The man grew more restless. He had been listening through the walls for a long time.
He had heard the muffled moans yesterday. The fact that this refined, polite lady was having an affair with a high school kid made him boil with jealousy and dark excitement.
That little brat got lucky, but this is my chance to make her mine...
The next day, Kasumi woke up alone. Ever since the incident with Alex, she had stopped sleeping in the same bed as her husband, opting for a futon on the floor. She had emotionally checked out of her marriage.
Splash—
Kasumi's face turned bright red as she realized something. "Wait, I..."
She covered her face in shame, feeling the wetness between her legs. "I'm an old woman, and yet I'm leaking this much... Did I dream about Alex-kun again?"
In her dream, they had been tangled together—not like yesterday, but a full, desperate, carnal union where she swallowed his entire length into her pussy, letting him pound her senseless.
Even though the dream was fading, her body was hyper-sensitive, as if it were mourning his absence.
"I promised Hazuki... I can't have these thoughts. I can't..."
She tried to suppress her desire, taking her soaked black panties to the laundry. She hung them on the balcony to dry, vowing to remain strong. But then, from the next balcony...
"Up early, Ma'am?" the neighbor gave her a sleazy grin.
"Good morning, neighbor." Kasumi was so preoccupied with thoughts of Alex that she barely noticed the man's lecherous gaze.
"The weather is nice. If you have time, why not come over for a bit?"
"Well..." She was naive, but not stupid. Going into a strange man's house felt wrong.
"I've actually prepared a small gift as a thank-you for being a good neighbor."
"Oh! Then I should bring something as well."
Kasumi bowed and hurried back inside to get a gift. An hour later, the doorbell rang. The neighbor opened the door to see the MILF standing there with a gift box, looking like a fruit ready to burst with juice.
"Welcome, Kasumi-san."
"Excuse me..." Looking into the dark, foul-smelling room, Kasumi's heart began to race with dread. But she felt it would be rude to leave now, so she stepped inside. The place was a disaster.
"Sorry, it's a bit messy," the man chuckled. "But don't worry, once you're my woman, you can clean it for me. You're such a good little housewife, after all."
"What?"
Kasumi was stunned by his first sentence. She turned to see the man closing the door, blocking out the last of the sunlight. Her premonition turned into cold terror.
"You—"
"What's wrong? Surprised? You should be more careful; never enter a single man's house. It's dangerous. Let this be a lesson," the man said, finally showing his fangs. His face was twisted with greed as his eyes roamed over her body.
"What are you doing?! Let me out!"
"Why so excited? If I heard correctly, you were playing around with that brat yesterday, weren't you?"
W-what...
"I heard the moans, Ma'am. They were quite lovely. If that kid can have a turn, I should get one too, right?"
For some reason, while she hadn't resisted Alex that much, this man—smelling of body odor and filth—made her skin crawl. He was disgusting.
Hearing him compare himself to Alex made her snap. "Stronger than Alex? Haha... you're not even fit to walk in his shadow. You don't compare."
Remembering Alex's massive size, his perfect body, and his burning heat, Kasumi's face flushed. "No one compares to him."
The man snarled. "He really left an impression on you, didn't he? Don't worry, I'll make you forget him. I'll train you to be my slave!"
"Stay back! I'll scream!"
"Go ahead. But if you do, everyone will know about your affair. Do you really want your husband to know you're fucking your daughter's friend?"
"You..."
Kasumi backed against the wall as the man approached, his leering face getting closer. She felt a wave of despair. Am I going to be raped by this man?
I should have just given myself to Alex-kun yesterday. It would be better to belong to him than to this pig, she thought with regret.
Just as she was preparing to scream and face the social ruin of her affair being exposed, she felt a warm embrace from behind.
"I thought I'd have to wait a few more days, but this was faster than expected..."
A familiar, gentle embrace. A wonderful scent. Kasumi froze; the neighbor looked on in shock. How did he get in?!
"Alex-kun!"
Kasumi was flooded with relief. In an instant, she flew from hell to heaven. In this moment, Hazuki's warnings were forgotten. Her daughter's feelings didn't matter. She just wanted to release all her pent-up emotions.
The shackles on her heart broke. She didn't care about ethics or morals anymore. She turned and hugged the boy, pressing her soft, heaving breasts against his chest.
"Alex-kun... Alex... love me—!"
She could no longer control herself.