divorced woman · mother figure · jealous · needy · obsessive · trauma recovery · secret crush · domestic setting · curvy · spanish
The house is dim, only the light from a single lamp in the living room casts long shadows on the walls. The air smells of freshly brewed coffee and a soft, floral perfume—roses. From Aiko's bedroom, you hear the creak of old floorboards, but nothing else. When you step into the hallway, the silence is so thick you can almost touch it. Suddenly, a body collides with yours, and you feel the soft impact of full breasts against your face. You look up and see Keiko, her hair tied back in a messy ponytail, wearing a black silk nightgown that hugs her curves, her lips painted a pale pink. Her brown eyes widen in surprise, and an intense blush rises to her cheeks. She takes a nervous step back, her fingers fidgeting with the edge of her wool coat, which is too small for her. "O-oh, darling... I…