Haruto pressed the bell on the gate, his eyes drifting over the grand house before him. Its sleek design, dominated by large windows, gave it a modern and almost luxurious look.
Not long after, the gate creaked open, revealing a man in his fifties with a receding hairline. He was shorter than Haruto—roughly Kota's height.
Why Kota? Of course, because the man in front of him was his friend's father.
"Eh? I'm sorry, but who are you?" Mr. Inoue looked at him from up and down, but he didn't recognize Haruto.
"Ah, it's me, Haruto Hayase." he smiled awkwardly.
Mr. Inoue widened his eyes, "Really? Hayase? You've really changed!"
Haruto nodded, he brushed his neck, "Yeah, puberty finally hits me."
Mr. Inoue just laughed, "But, where is Kota?"
Mr. Inoue asked, glancing around as if expecting his son to appear at any moment.
It was a fair question. Haruto and Kota attended the same school, and the same class. Seeing him here without the son of the house owner where he was now might be weird.
Haruto, however, was caught off guard—not because of Mr. Inoue's question, but because Asuka hadn't mentioned her husband would be home.
'Didn't she call me here for... well, such fuck? And her husband's still around?'
His mind raced, though he quickly reminded himself of Asuka's brazen nature. Knowing her, she probably found it thrilling.
"Oh... Kota has a club activity," Haruto lied smoothly, forcing a polite smile. "He told me to head here first and wait for him."
Mr. Inoue nodded, seemingly satisfied with the explanation. "Ah, I see. Well, come on in," he said, opening the gate wider.
"I'm busy working on the garden, but you know your way around. Head up to Kota's room if you want."
"Thanks," Haruto replied, exhaling softly in relief as he stepped through the gate.
Mr. Inoue waved him off and returned to his gardening, leaving Haruto to his own devices.
Once inside, Haruto slipped off his shoes and put on a pair of familiar house slippers. The interior of the house felt just as modern as its exterior—clean, organized, and spacious.
He made his way to the living room, pulling out his phone to call Asuka.
Before he could dial, a pair of arms wrapped around him from behind, soft and firm at once.
"You're kind of late," Asuka purred, her lips close to his ear.
"I hate waiting, so I baked something to kill time."
Haruto reached up to gently pry her hands off, turning around to face her. The sight nearly stopped him in his tracks.
Asuka wore a simple apron that clung to her curves, accentuating her figure in ways that made his breath hitch.
Her determination only heightened his arousal, the wet, lewd sounds filling the air.
"Damn, Asuka..." he hissed, his fingers tangling in her hair.
Her hand cupped his balls, squeezing and massaging lightly, sending waves of pleasure coursing through him.
The dual sensation was intoxicating. He couldn't hold back any longer, gripping her head and pushing her down harshly until her throat enveloped him completely.
"Fuck..." he grunted, feeling the tight, rippling muscles of her throat around his shaft.
She choked slightly at the intrusion, her throat vibrating around him as she fought to breathe.
The vibrations sent shudders through his body, making him moan even louder. The warmth and pressure were incredible, and he lost himself in the sensation.
"Asuka, you—"
But his words were abruptly cut off by a voice that made his blood run cold.
"Ah, Haruto, so you're here," came Mr. Inoue's cheerful tone from behind. "Why don't you try my wife's chiffon cake? It's good."
Haruto froze, his heart pounding in his chest as panic surged through him.
"Y-yeah, Mr. Inoue," he stammered, trying to keep his voice steady while his mind scrambled for an escape. "I'll try it... later."
'Well, I already tried your wife 'chiffon', but damn, what bad timing to show up Mr. Inoue!'
he thought,
'I don't want you to get a heart attack!'
Asuka's eyes flicked up to meet his, a glint of mischief dancing in them as she continued, utterly unfazed by her husband's proximity.
Haruto, on the other hand, could feel the sweat gathering on his brow as he tried to maintain his composure.
However, the system has the same opinion as Asuka when it gives him this quest:
[Ding!]
[New quest available!]
[Quest: Playing With Fire]
[Description: You and Asuka are in the middle of having 'fun' when her husband suddenly comes into the picture.]
[Objective: Continue to have 'fun' behind her husband or her son without being found.]
[Rewards: 800 EXP, 20.000 Sex Coins, 2 charm potions.]
[Time Limit: 3 hours 59 minutes.]